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When Joel had built his base, he mayyyyy have forgotten to build a bedroom with it. So right now he was sleeping in his overly large closet. It wasn't the greatest, but it got the job done. Better than sleeping on the floor. But one night he was woken up by a loud BANG.
Joel shot up immediately in surprise, almost falling out of bed. What the hell was that!? Better not have been a creeper.
With a sigh Joel and sat up, his wings stretching out. He might as well see what caused that noise. And if it was destructive. He made his way down the spiral staircase and froze when he got to the bottom.
Half his base was filled with dried ghasts. And on the floor, was a pranking parrot hybrid that had seemed to trip over a stray shulker box.
"...Grian, what are you doing?" Joel asks quietly, his wings twitching in annoyance. So he's the one that's been filling has base with the ghasts
GET RID OF HIM.
Grian shot up quickly with a sheepish grin on his face "Uhh... you know, just looking around. And definitely not putting dried ghasts in your house..." He muttered that last part
MAKE HIM LEAVE.
Joel raised an eyebrow "mhm... well, you're gonna stay and help me clean up this mess"
BOOOOO.
"SHUT. UP." Joel muttered under his breath.
"Huh?" Grian asked
Joel shakes his head "don't worry about it. Now, help me clean this up" He jumps off the stairs and starts getting rid of the ghasts
"Fineeeeeeeeeeee" Grian groans then starts to help remove the ghasts
*A few hours and stacks of ghasts later*
The duo had finally finished cleaning up all the ghasts (5 stacks all together), and Joel leaned against the wall and sighed "Grian, how the hell did you find so many ghasts? I've got like, 50 stacks so far!"
Grian grinned "I made most of them, 8 ghasts tears and a soul sand."
Joel's eyes widened in surprise "Jeez! How many ghasts have you killed!?"
"Uhh..." Grian pulled up his statistics looking through them "So far I've killed... around 6 thousand. Traded to make the rest."
(I haven't watched Grian's POV so idk how he actually got the tears so sry if I'm wrong!)
"Wha- 6 THOUSAND!!?" Joel stared at him in disbelief that was a LOT of ghasts to kill. How many hours would that have taken him
WHO CARES?
'My god just shut up!'
"Joel?Joel!"
"Wha-huh?" Joel shakes his head snapping out of his thoughts, his wings fluttering
Grian looks at him, concerned. "You completely zoned out while I was talking to you!"
Joel sighed lightly "yeah, sorry. I'm just tired. Because SOMEONE woke me up!"
"Heh... sorry bout that." Grian chuckled, embarrassed "I'll go now and let ya rest"
"And stop filling my bases with dried ghasts!"
Grian grinned at Joel as he walked out "No promises!" Then he spread his parrot wings and flew into the night.
Joel watched him fly away and sighed. At least now he knew who the culprit was.
SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN RID OF HIM.
"For the last time. Shut up" Joel grumbled while he walked back up his spiral stair case
...NO.
He sighed and opened his closet door, and flopped face first onto his bed. What a productive night.
Let's hope tomorrow is better...
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New AU alert! As much as Joel says he's normal, he's rly not 😔