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Minecraft turned out to be a very frustrating game.

No matter how hard Tom tried, he could not get the hang of it. The games he had played up until then were simple; precision and murder mystery came naturally to him, and so he excelled with ease. 

Minecraft, being a sandbox, creative game, was a different story.

"How does this even work? What's the goal?" he seethed, and Harry failed to stifle his laughter. 

"You do whatever you like. Get some wood first, though." 

"Why?" 

"So you can go mining." 

"Why?" 

"To get more wood, quicker." 

"Oh, fantastic." he muttered sarcastically, and Harry snorted. "My inventory's full." 

"Make a chest." 

"How?" 

"With a crafting table." 

"How do I make that? " 

"With wood."

That was it. 

Tom slammed his hands down on his desk, screaming into his microphone. Harry's laughter rang through his headphones, uncontrolled and hysterical, and despite his anger, he found himself smiling a little. 

When he finally lifted his head, a small block had been placed in front of him. "What's this?" 

"A chest." Tom sighed dramatically, and Harry giggled in amusement.

"How do I use it?" 

"Right click." 

"Amazing. Now I finally have somewhere I can store all this wood for future chest-making."

Harry’s laughter was worth the frustration.

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HARRY: “Is this your first time?”

TOM: [choking] “W-What?!”

HARRY: “You know, playing Minecraft.”

TOM: [silence]

HARRY: [hesitantly] “...I saw you fall in the river.”

TOM: [silence]

HARRY: “Hold space to swim.”

TOM: [croakily] “Thanks.”

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"What. The fuck. Is that." 

Harry turned around, then quickly looked away. "That's an enderman. They're usually harmless as long as you don't-" 

"AHHH!! IT'S CHASING ME WHAT THE FUCK?!" Tom screamed, effectively interrupting him. 

"-look at them." Sigh. "Hang on, I'm coming."

"FUCKING KILL IT!"

“Alright, you weenie.”

“AHHHH!”

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With the beast finally dead, and Tom had a whopping total of two hearts, he demanded that he get the loot. He had been the bait, after all. 

"What does an enderpearl do?" he asked, inspecting the small orb suspiciously. 

"Find out. Right click somewhere." Harry replied, snickering. 

"I don't like that tone..." Tom muttered, but aimed at a nearby tall tree nevertheless. He hit the required button, and yelped in surprise as it flew out of his hand, hit the tree, then suddenly he was at the tree. He was falling, and then-

 ↣the riddler hit the ground too hard. 

Harry's mic peaked from laughter, and Tom nearly threw his keyboard out of blind rage.

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HARRY: [clinking noises]

TOM: “What’s that?”

HARRY: [swallows] “Hm?”

TOM: “What was that clinking noise?”

HARRY: “Oh, I’m drinking some iced boba tea.”

TOM: [confused] “Boba?”

HARRY: [chuckling] “Yeah.”

TOM: “What is it?”

HARRY: “They’re like little bubbles? Bubbles of flavour, but you can bite them and they’ll pop in your mouth.

TOM: “It sounds weird.”

HARRY: “It’s good! Very tasty!”

TOM: [casually] “We’ll have to go and get some together.

[choking noises]

HARRY: [strangled] “What?”

TOM: [smirking] “Do you not want to?”

HARRY: “No! I mean, yes! I mean, I’d love to. Go out with you. For boba. Hang out.”

TOM: [amused] “I’m glad.”

HARRY: “Mhm!”

TOM: “Do you have any cobblestone?”

HARRY: [distractedly] “Hm? Oh! Yeah, here.”

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➪ CluckersIsSuperior: we just gonna ignore the fact that it’s 5am and the riddler and harrysnotter are both still online? ok. 

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➪ toms_pillow: d’you think they’ve got the hots for each other?

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➪ toms_pillow: it was only a question, jeez…

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➪harrysnotter: the riddler has never had boba before go yell at him.

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 ↳ the riddler: counter argument: harry forgot the name of toast. “hot bread. crispy yeast.”. go yell at him.

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➪voremaster69: kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss-

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↳ harrysnotter: kiss my ass motherfucker <3

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HARRY: “Okay. We’ve both got stone tools, we both have food and torches, and we both set our spawnpoint. I think we’re ready to go mining.”

TOM: “If you’re sure.”
TOM: “How do we do that?”

HARRY: “We go find a cave!”

TOM: “Why?”

HARRY: “Cave systems are typically quicker to-”

TOM: “Why, though? We can just dig down.”

HARRY: “Tom, no-”

TOM: [already digging] “Go find your caves. I’m doing this my own way.”

HARRY: [sigh] “Fine.”

[minutes later]

HARRY: “Ooh, this cave is so deep! And there’s so much iron!”

TOM: [still digging] “Oh, really?” [annoyed]

HARRY: “Yup! Have you found anything yet?”

TOM: [bitterly] “Wait and see.”

[a few more minutes later]

TOM: “I hear something!”

HARRY: “What is it?!”

TOM: “I’m not sure… Lemme keep going.”

HARRY: “Be careful, it could be lava.”

TOM: “Wait, there’s lava in Mine- AAAAAH!”

HARRY: “Oh my god, I saw you fall. I’m right next to you.”

HARRY: “Get out of the lava!”

TOM: [screaming]

↣ the riddler tried to swim in lava.
HARRY: [choking laughing]

TOM: [still screaming] “I DROWNED IN NACHO FUCKING CHEESE!”

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“Uh, Harry?”

Tom’s voice was hesitant and unsure, and Harry quickly put his drink down. “Yeah?”

“What is that?”

Harry blinked, and walked his character over. He once again had to bite back an amused smile at the generic Steve skin Tom was sporting.

“That’s a pig.” He said seriously, and could practically feel Tom’s confusion from his silence.

“It is not.”

“It is!” Harry protested, unable to contain his laugh at that point.

“Why is it green? What is that face? And why does it look like a chunky coat rack?”

Harry snorted, taking a few steps away as the Creeper drew nearer.

“It’s a bug.” He said simply, and watched with morbid joy as the creeper focussed on Tom.

“...Why is it coming towards me?”

Harry didn’t answer. He stared with a wide grin as the creeper exploded, blowing Tom into the air and creating a large hole in the terrain. 

“What the fuck kind of pig explodes?!” Tom yelled, and Harry cackled.

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They didn’t stop playing until 4pm that same day.

Harry yawned unintentionally into his mic, and Tom stopped punching the stubborn pig he’d been chasing around for five minutes.

“You tired?” He asked, barely suppressing a yawn himself.

“Nuh-uh.” Harry mumbled, and Tom’s eyes softened. “I gotta stream in an hour.”

Tom sighed. “Do not let your streaming dictate your life. If you are tired, you must rest. Streaming can wait.”

“But I don’t wanna disappoint them…” Harry said, and Tom knew it was an effort to keep talking.

“Your viewers will understand. Your health is more important.”

Harry didn’t say anything, but Tom knew he was frowning.

“Go to sleep, Harry.” He whispered, gentler that he’d ever spoken to anyone before, and Harry yawned again.

“Okay…” He whispered back, and Tom smiled.

“Good. Remember to take care of yourself more often.” 

Harry mumbled a sleepy ‘yeah, okay’, and Tom’s smile grew wider.

“G’night, Tom.” He said, and Tom watched as Harry logged off.

↣ harrysnotter has left the game.

Only once he was sure Harry was gone did Tom reply.

“Goodnight, my Harry.”

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➪ goldenstringy69: where’s harry’s stream??????

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↳ the riddler : harry is resting. leave him be, he shall return tomorrow.

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the riddler and harrysnotter

harrysnotter:

harrysnotter: thanks for this

the riddler: it was no problem.

the riddler: although i do have a question

harrysnotter: shoot

the riddler: where do you live?

harrysnotter: wow stalker much

the riddler: if i don’t know your address, how will i take you on our boba date? outing? [edited]

harrysnotter: wha- date??

the riddler: who said date? wow, forward much?

harrysnotter: bastard.

harrysnotter: 275 hibiscus avenue, fifth floor.

the riddler: saturday, 2pm?

harrysnotter: sure