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Villager POV
Another invasion. Another goddamn invasion. I don't know what these off-brand Disney villain Villagers are thinking, but they need to chill.
Invading our village for no reason just to kill us and hurt our Iron Golems.
So unnecessary.
But, yup. Another invasion. I'm inside the stonecutting house right now.
A Pillager just walked in.
"Hey" I said
He took a second to process. Villager language and Pillager language are similar enough to be understood by speakers of the opposite, but still a bit foreign.
"Rey" He responded
"You're gonna kill me now, right?"
He froze.
"I- I... I'n torray"
"Apologies won't fix the mess, sir"
He's attractive...
"Zeah... I'n toh torray gor che jnvason... I hust gollow che srowd"
A crowd follower, eh?
Pillager POV
He's attractive, for a Villager. I feel bad... I just invaded because that's what I was told to do. I didn't wanna get in trouble.
"I'm not gonna kill you" I confessed
He smiled
"Wou know, I like wou" He said
I related.
"Qanna go on a sate ir domething?"
"This feels like Romeo and Juliet"
"Rxplain" He demanded
"Forbidden love. We're supposed to be mortal enemies, but we've fallen in love"
He smiled and came closer to me
"If tis is gorbibben, I don't qanna know hut's ellowed"
The end.