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Its a Minecraft morning, it's Mobs morning, too. I find comfort knowing he must've thought about me at some point in the waking up process! I sit up, and wait for my greeting as Mob stretches his arms.
"Good morning, Verity! Anything I should know today?" Someone's in a good mood!
"Check your armor!" I see him go into his inventory, "your durability is painfully low. You need to either repair or remake! But, check your chests. You lack any netherite or diamonds whatsoever. I recommend mining!"
"Could you call me any broker?" He checks his chest for verification.
"I could bring up how your almost out of iron, and haven't mined any redstone in awhile if you'd like!" I stand and wait for Mobs response for my final question.
"...never mind goddamn" he gives up on looking for his imaginary diamonds.
"Can I actually help this time?"
"What do you mean? You always help. I wouldn't have half this shit if you didn't tell me where it all is!" He does some sort of hand motioning towards his chests.
"But that's not that helpful! I want to HELP! Give me a pickaxe!" I walk over.
"Ohhh yeah sure grab uh... I think I've got somtn in that chest" He points. This was easy, I guess! I mean .. did I expect he was going to say no?
I scurry over and dig around. I find a half durability iron pickaxe that Mob discarded some time ago, and it is HEAVY. I mean how on this green earth does he carry these around? Mob wears ARMOR of this, actually no, netherite is HEAVIER!
Mob runs out of his house and jumps the whole way to.. he jumps about 30 blocks and stops. I, on the other hand, walk slowly due to basically carrying another mini me.
"VERITYY" Mob yells out. Now I pick up my pace, nearly panting when I stop next to Mob.
"Wh..AAAAT" I lean against the pick.
"Where should we.. are you alright??"
"NO?? THIS SUCKS." I complain loudly. My arms ache after holding the stupid thing...
snickering. MOB snickering.
"WHAT." I snap
"Its like half your height!" And now.. he's full on laughing at me. Rude! "And you can't even carry it!" Mobs officially reached the point where he's laughing so hard it's basically just aggressive breathing. It is NOT that funny.
I take the stupid pick and throw it at Mob, and then he laughs some more. "You carry it!"
Mob picks it up and holds it up "you mean... This super heavy pick that I could carry with a literal strand of hair?"
"That is 30lbs you.. HGGGG!! Go to your left 400 blocks." Its actually fifteen pounds, but I didn't account for carrying heavy metals around when I made this form.
Mob starts walking and I scurry after him, "You realize I'm like.. covered in the stuff? Actually I'm covered in the SUPERIOR netherite!" He snickers some more, it's not THAT funny!
"Yeah but your like.. used to it! I don't even have muscles the way you people do, I'm just a bunch of code!" I half-complain half-inform.
"So make some! Isn't that what you did to make yourself?" He pauses, "maybe then you can carry my paperweights!" Anddd he's laughing again.
"At least I have a clue in the world! You couldn't find your own tail if it was right in front of your face! I, on the other hand, am way smarter."
"Right.. because your sooo awesome.."
"Turn left." I instruct.
"Again?" Mob groans.
"I said so didn't I?"
"Notch almighty! Who stubbed your toe today? Anyway, are we going to an actual cave or just mining somewhere?" Mob looks at me waiting for my usual response, but I'm not planning on giving it.
"You'll see!"
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"We've been walking for AGESS!" Mob complains.
"And we'll walk a few more!" I reply. In reality, about thirty more blocks and I'll ask that Mob digs down in a staircase facing forwards. Andd.. right about. Here! "Dig down from this block." I point at a specific block.
"Here?" Mob points at the ground, and of course, it's the completely wrong spot. I grab his hand and move him a block or two over. "Here?" He repeats, and I nod when he looks up at me.
And for some reason I'm not shocked whatsoever when Mob starts digging straight down. At least he has faith in me! Buttt.. if he keeps going he will end up dying from fall damage when he finds himself in a large cave.
"MOB!!" I screech.
"WHATTTTTT??" He yells back up at me.
"Staircase!! Forward!!" I convey as simply as possible.
"And could you be so kind as to tell me which way that is?" I can't quite explain it, but a sarcastic yet hopelessly confused tone. I give him the first stair down, like a freeby!
He digs a little, far enough to need two torches before turning around. "Are you coming or not?" He yells up his forming tunnel. I can hear the echoes rattle off the walls and run after him. Perks of being roughly a block tall, going down player made mines is incredibly easy!
A little digging later and I hear an agonizingly long groan, "Are we theere yettt?" Can you guess who said that?
"Twenty more steps down and we will be! I advise some caution, however." I remain as truthful as ever, and cheerful. That too. We get there eventually, but what do we get to?
The small two block opening Mob made doesn't show much, but it seems to show enough because Mob goes still. I can tell it's an aweful still not an awful still, and that I'm thankful for. The lush cave expands for a while, but I threw us in at the most impressive spot.
Small ponds are dotted with lively axolotls, glow berries are strung from the ceiling and light the cave. Moss carpets the originally Stony floor, a small (Verity-made) creek slithers throughout the whole cave, and feeds into several ponds until i unfortunately had to kill it off by fashionably leading it underground. A few tropical fish live in some ponds that are yet to be slaughtered by the axolotl. Some bats find comfort in little nooks and crannies. Before we made it I killed off all aggressive mobs, and placed some extra glow berries to prevent more from spawning.
"I uh.. woah" Mob voice echoes, and stirs up a few of the bats. I smile wide, full of pride.
"And there's diamonds!" I say in a sing-song voice. And I should have also expected what comes next, Mob jumping straight down. A forty three block jump.
"SHIT!!" Well. What did either of us expect? Far from intelligence. I'm also stranded, now.
"Uh.. Mob?" I make a shrugging motion at him
"Shiiitttuhhh" He eats some cooked steaks and does some sort of thinking.. I hope. He rummages his inventory for a long three seconds before throwing some water down.
"Jump!" He yells up at me. I opt for the elytra and glide down. Mob glares at me, "for why did you ask for solutions from ME if YOU had THAT??" And we have more rapid hand motions!
"It wasn't about help, you left me stranded with absolutely no consideration." I inform him cheerfully.
"Fuck you"
"..."
"So uhmmm.. I heard a little something about diamonds.." Mob clasps his hands together and pairs it with THE widest smile.
"That you did! Take a look over there!" I point in the direction of the largest vein. Mob takes off instantly, as expected.
I chase after him and find him looking around nearly foaming at the mouth trying to see the vein. I grab him by the wrist and drag him over-- more like guide because he follows reluctantly. A wagging blur chases behind both of us as I take him to a cave wall.
"Dig through there for sixteen blocks! And if you would like some redstone, four more upwards." I didn't specify from where to dig upwards from because I know exactly where Mob will end up last. I know his thought process, his behaviors are my Bible.
Somewhere along the way I let go of Mobs arm because he's tunneling immediately. I watch from afar, I still want to help but I'll let him have this. I never really thought about how I could feel temperatures, but Mobs joy makes me feel all weird and warm.
"HOLY SHITTINGS" My thoughts are shattered by my favorite voice. By now he's already starting greedily digging for redstone he doesn't even know how to use. I could teach him one day, if he'll let me. He runs back out throwing diamonds up and letting them fall back down on him as he crouch dances. I giggle at the sight.
"There may or may not be some diamonds back that way as well as gold and iron.." I nearly whisper to see if he'll notice, he perks up and scrambled to grab his diamonds.
"Point me there?" He smiles and tilts his head slightly, the way wolves do when you hold a bone. And this time, I grab his hand. I don't feel any sort of stun, a freeze, a resistance, and I sprint over to the next vein anyway. I instruct some digging and listen to Mobs various shoots of excitement.
Mob clamors back out of his quickly made mine, and, non-shockingly, money spreads his diamonds. Now-- I am usually a creature of far more intelligent and dignified phrases than "money spread" but that truly is the only way to convey what happens in front of me.
"So uhmmm.. Verity.. COUGH.. are there any other diamonds around here perchance?" He leans in sideways and attempts some sort of unflattering eye batting.
"Maybbeee" I give as vague as possible of a response.
"And could you PRETTY PLEASE with a GLOWBERRRY on top bring me there?" I offer up my hand instead of stealing his, and he takes up my offer as I run across the rough stone floor. I take us deeper the direction we were already going.
"There. Dig there, straight down!" I instruct him.
"Didn't you just get done telling me not to do that?" He glances questionably at me, I giggle in response and he starts digging down. I hear two gasps: one in excitement when he sees there are two diamond ore blocks, and one when he realizes it's only two diamond ore blocks. He stacks some cobble to get back up and smiles wide. I offer a smile back.
"Any otherrrsss..?" A wagging blur slows to an impish sway behind him.
"Not unless you plan on breaking an already low durability pickaxe! Most other diamonds are a decent dig away." Mob groans aggressively and fakely drags his feet back toward his staircase up. "Your low on coooaal.." I call after him. He whips around and looks for exposed coal and starts walking equally as slow as before over. I scurry over and STARE at him.
Mob glances down at me, and looks back up, "Yes, you can help." He takes out the pickaxe he's been holding for me and holds it out for me to take. I grab it, immediately drop it, and pick it back up. I try my hardest not to drag it across the floor and make an awful noise.
Mobs lazily mines the coal with ease and leaves a few surface blocks for me. I come over and try to mine the STUPID ores. The pickaxe ricochets and nearly hits me. I, however, do not give up unfortunately. I try again and succeed up until I drop the pickaxe on my foot. "FUCK" Mob jerks his head to look at me and starts laughing HYSTERICALLY.
"What." I glare at him, laughing so hard he shakes.
"YOU!" He laughs some more "you--" he takes a break laughing "--cussed!" I frown.
"I didn't mean to.. it was an ACCIDENT! Its not that funny!" I continue glaring.
"It is HEE-LARRY-US! You never cuss! Ever! Aw man I gotta have you hold more heavy shit." He wipes his eyes of LITERAL tears and finishes mining the coal. I throw a piece of coal at him, and then another, and another, and then I'm out. He snickers at each one.
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A few hand holdings and snickers later, Mob has two stacks of coal just from this little cave. I gave up completely on helping, but we get there.
Mob walks towards the staircase and I don't follow. I let him get a little farther before I yell after him, "it's the begining of the night! You left no torches on the way here." I see him slowly turn and walk back towards me, "you DON'T wanna leave anyway? Recklessly? You-ly?"
"Nah I'm a bitch I'm staying here" I giggle. "Where we sleeping cuz I didn't bring monopoly?"
"You.. don't even know how to play monopoly? DO YOU OWN BOARD GAMES? YOU MAKE ME SIT AROUND YOU BORED ALL THE TIME??" I raise my voice instantly, not purposefully, but I do. I am bored ALL of the time and he just owns board games?
"Alright pipe down Shakespeare, I've always had them. Also WHERE are we sleeping?" He turns around and scouts. He walks over to where the moss is thickets and flops down on his back. His tail flicks beside him. He notices me staring, "I know damn well your not sleeping while standing, find a spot."
I walk over next to him. I crouch down, circle for a second on all four, and curl up like a cat. I'm uncomfortable so instead I stretch out, flip onto my side towards Mob, and curl back up. I may or may not continue staring. I'm behaving with a lack of thought because Mob immediately knows and turns his head towards me.
(AN: Mob is in infact an enderman hybrid in this fic if you skipped over the tag! I know I would've lol anyway get back to it)
"For why are you staring at me?" In response I can only grow red in the face and look down. "Its cold as hell.." I hear him mutter afterwards. The minute I allow my eyes to close I fall asleep, dreaming of only my favorite person I'm afraid to admit.
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And now I'm awake. Before Mob, like always, and he's curled slightly around me now. Head just barely over mine, his arm forms the only gap between us but yet his other one holds an inch or two above my hip. I'm aware of this all at once. I'm also aware that my tail steadily beats behind me against the stone.
I count down, and Mob wakes up stunned. I can quite literally feel his heart speed up. He pulls away, rolls over, gets up and stretches as fast as I've ever seen him move. I get up as well once I'm freed, "goodmorning?" I say in an awkward tone. Mob turns slightly to look back at me.
"Yeah.. morning." He walks straight toward the exist, pulls out some cobble, and bridges up. Leaving me, yet again.
"Mob! For everything's sake I'm stuck down here again! I have two coal and you took my pick??" I complain.
"Spawn something Mann ion know" he says as a solution.
"Its the PRINCIPLE!!" I shout, but I spawn a stack of diamond blocks and bridge up with them. Right after I delete the blocks after making sure Mob has seen them, just out of pettiness. And it works because I can see sheer annoyance on Mobs face.
"You bitch." And I just grin.
We end up at the surface and Mob immediately asks me for directions, "where exactly is my base.. :D?" So we're back in a good mood at least! I hold out my hand, and he takes it. This has become a really common occurrence throughout these couple of days.
This time we walk at a regular pace. Right next to each other. Can I sweat? I forget if I can or cannot.. oh everything I hope I can't sweat. Per usual, there are wagging bee colored blurs behind us that eventually slow. We walk in relative silence until we get back to Mobs base.