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You watch as your friends chase each other with insane amounts of energy for people your age. You blink lazily before a punch lands on your shoulder. You jolt as you flip around to see one of your closest friends.
“Yo bro, have you played Minecraft?”
You stare at them in disbelief. Who hasn’t played Minecraft before?
“…yeah?” Their grin lights up as they excitedly ramble on about stuff from Minecraft. You sit quietly, letting them rant but not really listening either.
“-Yeah so there’s this cool new mod called Verity and you should play it, I think you’ll like it!”
“Hm, what?” You look at them before their words sink in. They roll their eyes.
“Whatever, just play it, Kay?”
“Fine fine, whatever…” you wave them off.
Later when you get home, you drop your bag onto the floor of your bedroom and make a beeline for your pc. The name “Verity Mod” replays in your mind like a ringing bell. Curiously, you boot up your pc and download it from the link your friend sent you.
Sighing as you watch the download logo spin, you toy with the buttons and shit on your pc and monitor. As the download reaches 100%, you feel a strange floaty sensation as your gaze tears back to the pc. As if you got a blinding concussion and a headache deal package, you feel yourself shrink and enlarge before warping into a strange warmth. You curl into yourself, holding yourself tightly as your eyes flutter shut.
You could drown in this warmth.
Unfortunately, the universe has other plans for you. As if amnesia called to you, you wake with no memory of the day. You shakily sit up on the grassy plains as your head spins. You shiver as a slight breeze picks up. You look around, panicky as you realise you have no idea where you are. You stagger up, steadying yourself against the gnarled oak tree. You recognise this place slowly like a jigsaw, you’re in…
“Minecraft?!?” You hold your head in your hands, hoping that this is just a dream.
Your laboured breathing cuts short as you hear a muffled voice shouting.
“What the hell…?” You murmur, looking around. Unease settles like a boulder on your shoulders as you start walking. The voice gets louder, shouting for someone to-
“HEEEYYY OPEN THE BOOOOXXXXX :(“
you flinch as you look down. A beat up cardboard box shakes.
You fall to your knees as you open the box with trembling hands, sweat dripping down your forehead. You yelp and jump back as a yellow sphere pops out and spins to face you. Its face is a big smiley.
Weird, but okay…
“Helllllooo! I’m Verity! Your personal helper friend! Ask me anything, I know every-!” The- thing?- Verity stops as he falls back into the grass, sizing you up briefly.
“Oooh! Who are you?”
Defensive, you blurt out.
“Shouldn’t you know that? If you know everything?”
He giggles a little.
“I suppose so, but that doesn’t mean I should skip introductions!”
“Whatever, I’m [name]…” you stand up steadily, picking Verity up in your arms.
“Hiyaaa! :D” his smile never wavers. Creepy, but whatever. You set him down gently as you feel him squirm a little. He looks up at you. REALLY looks at you this time. Even at his short height, you’re pretty short for the average Minecraft player!
“You’re not an adult?” He asks, curious. You stare at him, bruv are you serious?
“No…?”
At your response, he thinks quietly for a minute.
“Uhh, you good bro-“
“Turn around for me!” He says, all smiles. You glare a little. Whatever.
You shut your eyes tightly as you spin around to not face him. You hear a slight cracking noise and a hum before he lets you turn back. Now, he leans down to look at you.
“Whoa-?” You murmur as you step back. He looks… almost human. He’s dressed in brown slacks and an off yellow dress shirt with a tie that looks like it’s just for decoration. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and he wears a thin black belt. He pushes up his thin framed glasses to look at you properly.
“Hiyaaa!” He repeats, all smiles as if he isn’t 7 foot tall.
“Hi” you echo back. You tug your jacket closer to you as your own black faded jeans and worn out converse kick at the ground. Your black and white shirt hidden under your comically large jacket while a shiny studded belt sits loosely around your hips.
You haven’t actually looked at yourself yet as you feel around your face, you’re wearing eyeliner that makes you look less girlish and more boyish and an army green ushanka.
“How old are you?” Verity asks, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
“14…15?” You respond, looking around, meanwhile Verity stands still, stunned. You walk to the nearest tree, breaking it and collecting the wood. After standing there with the wood in your inventory, you turn to him.
“How do I access my inventory?”
“Flick your left wrist! It should open for you!” He responds, demonstrating himself. You try it and you see it.
“Thanks…” you mumble. You now have wooden planks and a crafting table!
“Ooh! Good job!” Verity says approvingly.
“Shut up, I know how to play Minecraft.”
“That’s not very nice… :(“
“Whatever…” you run around with Verity following like an obedient dog. Irritated, you call over your shoulder to him.
“Make yourself useful! Can you get like, stone and more wood?”
“Okay!!” He grins before disappearing- literally.
You grumble as you gather more materials to build a base. A few minutes later, Verity reappears with the required materials. He drops them into your inventory.
“Thank you!” You hum happily, smiling at him as he grins.
“No problem!”
An hour later, you have a sturdy house! It’s nothing extravagant, just enough for you and Verity, who insisted on sleeping in the same room as you like a scared baby.
“Bruv, sleep in your own room!” You scowl, watching his eyes go wide in fear and shaking his head wildly.
“Bro…”
You sigh in irritation as you sort through your chests. You jump as you hear…music?
“Verity is that you?” You glare as he nods. Taking a deep breath, you speak softly.
“Please, turn it off.”
He obliges as you take your stone pickaxe.
“I’m going mining, where’s the nearest cave, Verity?”
“Try looking 150 blocks east and then 170 blocks north! I’ll come with you!”
You shrug as he follows you again.
As nightfall approaches, you can barely hold your own pickaxe as you walk sleepily. Verity follows quickly. You sit down on the ground and put your pickaxe in your inventory. Yawning, your eyes shut into sleep. Verity stares at your sleeping figure, half drowning in that jacket as you rest against the rough jagged stones.
“I-“ Verity seems to buffer as he watches you sleep. He giggles quietly before walking in a circle around you like a curious cat.
Verity huffs in slight annoyance as he realises that you’re not going to wake up any time soon. Steadily, he kneels down and slips an arm under your neck and your legs. Carrying you, he takes you out the cave and into the grassy plains. Moonlight spills softly as the crunching of dewy grass echoes throughout the wide expanse. Your breathing evens out as you wake up slowly.
Groggily, you mumble and Verity stops walking, looking down at you.
“Heya! :D” he smiles softly as he sets you down against a wide gnarled tree root. You look next to you as Verity sits next to you.
“Hi…” you mumble, rubbing your eyes awake. You’re starting to get used to life inside Minecraft with verity!
As you look up at the stars, you smile dreamily. Verity looks at you curiously before looking up at the moon, bright but dulled by the clouds. Lost in his own thoughts, you put a hand on his shoulder.
“Yo, dream boy. What’s in that head of yours, huh?” You say light heartedly before regretting it. You hear soft sniffling and a small sob from Verity.
“I- verity? I was joking! are you okay? Did I do something wrong?” You ask, panicked as you hold his shoulders.
Verity wipes his eyes before murmuring.
“S-sorry, you’re just…” he trails off, shy.
“…spit it out?” You urge him on, curious.
“You’re really nice to me, everyone else is either rude or just ignores me.”
Oh! You pause, unsure what to say. Uhmmmm… oh shitttttt
“I- I’m sorry verity, I promise I won’t be like that!” You murmur as verity looks at you like a scared child.
“Honestly…” you murmur, leaning closer to his ear. “You’re lowkey like an older brother to me!”
His eyes widen before he laughs and grabs your hand. Yelping and laughing, you jump up as you and verity run your way back to base. Giggling, you fall onto your bed and verity falls onto his on the other side of the room.
“Night Vee!” You murmur, smiling.
“Gnight [name]…” verity sighs fondly, like an older brother.
THE END!~
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