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The End’s chill settled over MinuteTech’s base. The only amount of warmth came from the library that Wemmbu and Eggchan were in. The imp looked through a book, flipping through pages uselessly out of pure boredom. The letters on the page swam in his vision, making Wemmbu just settle the book beside him.
What’s the point of reading if he can’t even read the words on the page correctly.
Eggchan sat not far away from the imp, as the angel was casually reading a book. The sounds of pages flipping through was truly the only noise that could be heard.
Wemmbu loudly groaned in annoyance, hoping for any reaction or response from the angel.
Eggchan gave none, only a subtle puff of his head feathers was any indication of Egg hearing him.
The imp half-heartedly glared at the angel.
“Wemmbu, if you want a serious conversation- maybe don’t sit upside down while glaring at me?” Eggchan suggested with a glance.
The imp blinked slowly, turning the words around his head. He was sitting upside down, his long hair was collecting dust from how his head was nearly brushing the floor.
His legs were sprawled above the couch he settled himself upon, and his impish tail laid beside him.
“I don’t see a problem if it works” Wemmbu replied with a grin, but the angel didn’t turn his way this time.
In fact, the angel didn’t respond to him at all!
For several minutes, Eggchan flipped through pages idly. Absorbing the information in them- which couldn’t be that interesting.
The imp snorted as he lazily rolled down, ungracefully falling onto the floor with a thud.
Eggchan didn’t even lift his head to see what happened.
“Bro”
“Yeah?”
“Did you not just hear me almost break my neck”
Eggchan finally, after several exhausting minutes of reading, decided to shift his focus to the imp.
He blinked once, then twice , and tilted his head back down to continue his book.
“You look fine bro”
Wemmbu groaned again, his pride and ego dented by the ignorance of his best friend.
Truly only one option.
The imp got up on his feet and trotted over to where Eggchan was seated. Still engulfed in his little reading session.
“Bro I’m bored” Wemmbu said, standing over Eggchan as he looked at the book.
He couldn’t read it, even if it wasn’t upside down in the first place.
Eggchan huffed, his headwings twitched a few times in response, and flickered his gaze at the annoying Imp. A big blue eyeball glared at Wemmbu, and Wemmbu grinned back.
“Yo”
“Don’t yo me”
The imp snorted and flickered his gaze at the book Egg was reading, and then immediately snatched it away before Egg realized his plan.
Wemmbu flipped the book around till it faced the proper way, ignoring the protests and flurry of feathers coming from his best friend.
“Whatchu reading anyway dear Eggchan?” Wemmbu asked cheerfully as he stared intently at the title.
It took some effort to figure out the nonsense, but it came back as ‘Thinking, fast and slow’. Wemmbu raised a brow and flipped through pages, pretending to read and proceeded to flip the book upside down.
“Hm yes yes, I feel my iq growing. Soon I’m gonna be at the Parrotx2 level soon” Wemmbu joked.
Eggchan snorted as he appeared beside Wemmbu, glaring at the imp like he had personally offended him, which the imp can guess was accurate.
“I would laugh usually bro, but I was in the flow state” Egg sighed and took the book back from Wemmbu, who didn’t fight back and just let the Angel keep it.
Wemmbu snickered before full on laughing.
“Whatever man- go back to your flow state bro” Wemmbu said with one last snicker.
“I can’t bro, I lowkey just finished the book when you suddenly yanked it out of my hands” Egg shrugged, placing the book on a nearby desk.
Wemmbu raised a brow, crossing his arms as he looked around the library with raised arms.
“Bro, we’re in a library. I think you have other books to read apart from that one” Wemmbu pointed out with a roll of his eyes.
Eggchan blinked stupidly at the comment, going quiet as he awkwardly fiddled with his hands.
Wemmbu’s eye twitched as he understood quickly why the angel wasn’t responding.
“You’ve read every single book in here?” The imp asked disbelieving, his voice edging into laughter. Surely the angel hadn’t been here for that long?
The angel shrugged, head feathers fluttering slightly. “I don’t have much to do apart from read Wemmbu, which I think you should also be doing” Egg said, narrowing his eye.
Wemmbu rolled his eyes at that, refusing to admit that he actually couldn’t really read properly.
Eggchan sighed and then wandered off, leaving Wemmbu to fiddle with his cuffs. The angel came back after a few minutes with a book in hand, and Wemmbu grimaced at it.
Was Egg gonna make him read..
Eggchan stretched his hand out, the book suddenly being pushed into Wemmbu’s chest. The imp grunted in response and raised a brow at the action.
“Since you have nothing better to do, can you go get the second novel of this book? A Liberian should probably have it in stock, as it was written pretty recently” Egg explained, voice monotone.
Wemmbu didn’t protest, as he did in fact have nothing else to do, but the task itself seemed daunting. Book hunting? He would’ve maybe humored the idea if Egg was coming with him, but he couldn’t.
But then again, it was Egg asking and he usually didn’t ask for much so he might as well do it.
“Fine whatever bro, I guess I can do it” the imp grumbled, placing the book in his inventory for later. “Is there a specific place you want me to look at?”
Eggchan thought about it, but then shrugged like an idiot.
“Nah bro, I don’t know how the server is doing right now or if there’s any new librarians out there. Plus I think the one I go to is probably dead” Egg said, already turning around to leave Wemmbu to do his thing.
Wemmbu sputtered at Eggchan’s reply, brows raised.
He didn’t even get to protest!
The imp sighed and didn’t bother to chase down the angel and instead turned heel to head for the end portal. The ichor swirled before Wemmbu’s feet and the imp free falled into it.
Cold enveloped him, but shortly after he appeared at spawn. Sounds of chaos entered his ears and he grumbled under his breath.
It was slightly annoying when this happens, but whatever he could just elytra out anyway. He ignored the protests of players who demanded help and made his way to capital city where he would assume the book Egg needed was there.
The flight was short and easy, just rhythmic fireworks spitting at his heels as he stared down with a bored expression.
Soon enough the sight of Capital city came into Wemmbu’s vision. The buildings looming high with its little shops littered below.
He smiled at the memory of him blowing some of it up.
The imp didn’t bother to go through the gates and instead choose to land in the middle of the street. Players around him jumped in surprise, some of them registering who he was and kept walking to avoid trouble. Some stood, staring in shock.
Wemmbu lightly chuckled at them and continued downtown. Many players walked past him and or made way as the imp curiously looked for the bookstore. He halted as he saw people pool out of a shop with books in their arms, to which he rightfully guessed that it was a bookstore.
He stopped dead in his tracks, blinking wide at the long line at the entrance. So long in fact that it reached the second shop beside the library.
Wemmbu’s eye twitched, groaning loudly as players looked his way with raised brows.
“Theres no way this is happeninggg” He complained.
Is he really going to wait in this disgusting line for a book? For Eggchan to read it and then leave it to dust in his endless bookshelves?
Wemmbu found himself in the back of the line. Grumbling and frowning as saw people walk out with books in hand. Envying them.
It took fifteen minutes before the line moved up one person. Wemmbu tapping his foot against the stone floor in need of movement or literally anything to keep him sane enough.
Is this what average players do? Wait in line?
Doesn’t that make him an average player? Why isn’t he blowing things up or mace people?
Actually.
Wemmbu took a few steps out of the line, placed down an ender chest and dug through it. Players cast curious glances when he had dropped a shulker down to also dig into it.
That’s when he took out a stab shot. The fishing rod rested against his palm comfortably, and filled him with the feeling of power. Like he could do anything he wanted.
Wemmbu tilted his chin up, brows furrowed as he looked at the players in line.
“I am going to blow up this entire chunk if everyone doesn’t leave in the next ten seconds” The imp called out, tail flicking against the concrete.
Nobody moved at first, but the more they had realized who stood befor them. They had quickly dispersed. Some even possibly look for Capital guards.
One player stayed there though, look quite disappointed.
“Who do you think you are! Don’t you know that you have no rig-“ the spot where the player had stood was now quickly a vacant hole.
Their voice died out as Wemmbu’s communicator dinged with a death message. He giggled, breathy as he stashed his stuff away.
The imp skipped giddly over to the bookstore doors, opening it with a ring of a bell.
The smell of old paper and nostalgia hit the imp’s nose. Bookcases littered the walls and pictures of players he doesn’t know lined the place as well. A player, a girl judging by how her brown hair ran past her shoulders, had watched Wemmbu walk in. She blinked in his direction, the hat ontop of her head- which was a frog beanie from the looks of it- politely waved.
“Welcome!” Her tag read as Jojosolos. Had she not heard the commotion outside?
Wemmbu waved back. “Hey, so uhh I’m looking for like- crap what was it called..” The imp trailed off.
Jojo tilted her head as she eyed Wemmbu dig through his inventory. Eventually fishing out the book Eggchan had given him to. The imp then placed down the book on the table, showcasing it to the book cashier.
“This. I need the other one” He pointed at the book.
Jojo nodded. “Alright, so which one do you want? There’s a few versions and series of this certain book. Including an exclusive collector edition.
The words went through his ear and out the other. Wemmbu narrowed his eyes as he dumbly stared at the books Jojo brought out to show his options of purchases. The letters on the leather swam. Shifting in uneven lines.
“Uhhh” would Egg be mad if he got the wrong one?
He tried, didn't he? Ok that’s a lie actually.
Jojo tiled her head into his line of vision. “Do you need help or?”
Wemmbu flickered his gaze to hers, and shook his head. Concentrating as he examined the covers. Why did they remove the idea of adding 2’s to show the second edition of a series?
The imp grumbled and pointed to the middle one. A cover of a player in a suit was the cover, and he picked it because it looked the most boring.
Jojo nodded with a smile and put the other several books away. Then returned as she dinged the price up for the book.
“Two diamonds” She chirped.
Wemmbu’s eyes blinked wide. “Two diamonds? For leather and several sugarcane?” He echoed with shock.
There’s no way.
Jojo sheepishly laughed, almost forced. “It’s capital city..” She quietly said.
Wemmbu pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling sharply as he let the handle of Gambit slide across his palm. His impish tail brushing the floor as he sent a leveled glare to Jojosolos.
“Just give me the book” He sighed.
Jojo’s eyes flitted to the mace. Her expression dropped as she looked back up to the imp.
“One diamond?…”
Wemmbu left capital city with one less diamond to his name, but with a new book in his inventory for his friend. Which was whatever.
The cold of the stronghold seethed into Wemmbu’s skin, and the ichor of the end portal was even colder. Wemmbu was quickly transported to the end, boots clicked against the end stone.
MinuteTech’s base graced his vision while he casually strolled in. Book in hand as he looked for his beloved angel friend.
“Eggg! Where are you? I got your stupid leather and sugarcane mixture!”
An eyeball blinked his way when Wemmbu got to the main library. Headwings tight against his cheeks when he waved at the imp.
He placed the fresh book on the desk. “Task complete, oh and this stupid thing was one diamond. A whole diamond!”
Eggchan hummed, wings shuffling quietly behind his back. He approached the desk and his arm extended to inspect the book. Iris reading over the cover.
“Aren’t you rich?” Egg nonchalantly asked. Not bothering to look up.
Wemmbu snorted. “Yeah, but for a book? Nah bro”
Eggchan was quiet for a moment. Expression almost blank.
The imp raised a brow, leaning forward to see what he was seeing. He’s like fifty percent sure that it was the correct thing. The book lady even said it was, he thinks.. He wasn’t actually paying attention at all really.
Egg looked up, shoulders slumped. “Bro this is the wrong book”
What.
Wemmbu’s mouth fell open. “Bro”
They stared at each other. Wemmbu’s whole face in disbelief while Eggchan looked almost jaded. That’s when the angel started to giggle, shoulders shaking as he pointed at the imp.
“Haha got you! Nah serious though, this is the correct book. Just wanted to see your reaction”
Wemmbu immediately windbursted up and swung down his mace. Eggchan yelping as he dodged the attack.
“Brother! It was funny! Should’ve seen how you looked distraught”
Wemmbu grinned. “I hate you bro, i literally thought I had to go back”
Eggchan shrugged. Angelic wings spreading slightly as he pointed to the book in his gloved hand.
“I probably would’ve not gon lie”
Wemmbu had then started to chase the angel around with Gambit in hand. Egg laughing as he hurriedly flew up to avoid the imp’s half-assed mace attempts. Both chortling in the End’s quiet cold silence.