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Geoff had been sweeping for pigs through the forest near Achievement City when he saw the man. He held no tools and wore no armor.
He’s feral Geoff thought as he followed the man, who was wearing a roughly stitched creeper-looking cloak. He listened to the man hiss and click. Does he think he’s a creeper? Geoff thought as he watched the man try to imitate the gait of a creeper, which confirmed Geoff’s prediction. Geoff tried to stifle his laughter as he watched the creeperman’s lopsided walk. And when the creeperman proceeded to trip over his own legs, it became too much for Geoff and he let out his trademark laugh.
The creeperman turned and Geoff saw that he wasn’t so much as a creeperman but a creeperboy. He looked to be the same age as the lads. His sandy hair stood up on end, like it had been through a dozen explosions, and his green eyes were wide and clouded with distrust but he watched Geoff with curiosity.
“Hey buddy, you okay,” Geoff said trying to break the awkward silence. The creeperboy tilted his head. “You have no idea what I’m saying do you?” Geoff scratched his beard thoughtfully as he watched the creeperboy. The creeperboy blinked a few times and seemed to come to the conclusion that Geoff was not a threat and noticeably relaxed.
“There we go, now I’m just going to take a step towards you. So don’t freak out okay?” Geoff said. He flashed a nervous smile as he took the said step. The creeperboy just stared intently and clicked in a way that sounded confused. Geoff took this as a chance and tried to quickly take steps closer to the creeperboy. But in doing so he failed to notice the large hole until he fell into it.
“Damn it,” Geoff lightly cursed as he swept the dirt off himself. He tried jumping out of the hole and then climbing up one of the walls and after a few minutes he knew that he would have to dig himself out. “dicks,” Geoff mutter looking down at the only tool he had brought; a sword. By hand, digging himself out was going to take at least 20 minutes and by then the creeperboy was going to be long gone.
“The one time I decide to travel light-“ the beginning of his ramble was cut short with a coughing sound. “The fuck is that?” Geoff said. The hole darkened and Geoff looked up and saw the creeperboy with the biggest shit-eating grin he had ever seen and the coughing transformed into something similar to laughing.
“YOU ASSHOLE,” Geoff yelled playfully. “ Stop laughing and Help ME!”
All traces of amusement on the creeperboy’s face dissipated and all that was left was a sober seriousness. “Help.” the creeperboy said nodding.
“Uh yeah… help.” Geoff said slightly shell-shocked at the sudden development. He talks?
“Help.” The creeperboy said determined and his head popped away from the top of the hole.
“Uh… creeperboy” Geoff called. He waits for a hiss or a click or, hell, maybe some speech but nothing until he hears soft shuffling and feels dirt being lightly tossed onto his head. “God damn it. What are you doing now.’’ Geoff huffs but is slightly relieved that the creeperboy hadn’t left. The creeperboy’s head pops into view once again and looks down at Geoff expectantly. “Dude your getting dust in my hair” Geoff said as he brushed the dirt. The creeperboy seems to understand and he rolls his eyes and begins working again. Not only an asshole but a prick too…
A while later Geoff hears a soft rumbling on one side of the hole until finally it collapses. The creeperboy watches Geoff carefully as they stumble out of the hole. “ I owe you.” Geoff says smiling and stretching. Geoff blinks a few times getting accustomed to the sunlight when he sees it. A diamond-fucking- shovel. “Holy dicks dude, why in gods name did you make a diamond shovel that is suck a fucking waste… and I totally forgot you have also no understanding of English except for the word help.” Geoff said rubbing his hands through his hair.
“Help?” the creeperboy says looking over Geoff carefully.
“No dude I’m fine.”
Geoff and the creeperboy stare at each other for a few moments until the creeperboy catches a scent of something. He leans intently towards Geoff and in particular Geoff’s breast pocket. “It this what you want.” Geoff said taking out the last cookie of the morning’s batch. The creeperboy tilts his head again. “Uhh… it’s food. It’s good.” Geoff pantomimes eating the cookie before he hands it to the creeperboy. The creeperboy’s hand slowly reaches out and takes the cookie from Geoff’s hand. He licks it and Geoff can see that he had gotten a bit of the melted chocolate. The creeperboy’s eyes go wide in amazement before palming the entire cookie. After messily eating the cookie, the creeperboy looks at Geoff obviously expecting more.
“That was the last one, maybe if you come with me then you can have more.” Geoff said trying to use his hands to communicate as much he could. Geoff had to show his friends this guy. One he would be a great asset to the city, I mean who knows the world better than a creeper, and two he was already one of the most interesting people he had ever met and the guy had only said one word to him.
Geoff looked up from his internal ramblings and saw that the creeperboy staring at him again. The creeperboy had been having his own internal conflict; either stay a safe distance from the stranger or to have another cookie. And Geoff had guessed that greed had won due to the creeperboy edging towards him.
The creeperboy got closer and closer until his nose was practically, but not touching, Geoff’s pocket. “We’re practically touching dicks here, I don’t have any cookies” Geoff said playfully pushing the creeperboy away.
The creeperboy gasped and pushed Geoff away from him before huddling into a ball. The creeperboy looks up and begins clicking and hissing in pure terror and returns to an even tighter ball.
“Oh shit.” Geoff mutters before taking a few cautious steps towards the creeperboy, “Dude, you aren’t a creeper. Your not going to blow… people don’t do that… except Michael but that’s figuratively.” Geoff shakes the tangent from his head and carefully places his hand on the creeperboy’s back. The creeperboy flinches. After a few moments, the creeperboy looks up into Geoff’s eyes. Geoff’s heart sinks a bit when all he can see in the creeperboy’s eyes is dizzying confusion.
Geoff looks away, not knowing how to console the young man, and notices that the sun had begun to go down. “Dicks, its already this late.” Geoff said. “You coming?” Geoff says waving his arm to try and communicate the phrase.
“Hey Geoff! Where are you? We needed pig hours ago?” calls Ryan. Geoff sighs and looks at the creeperboy’s eyes bulging with fear. “GEOFF!” Ryan calls again.
Geoff looks towards the sound of Ryan’s voice for an instant and when his eyes return to the spot he isn’t surprised that the creeperboy had ran for it but that didn’t stop him from being pissed.
“God damn it.” Geoff said as Ryan came into view.
“Where were you?” Ryan asked.
“None of your damn business cocksucker. Now give me all your god damned coco beans.”
“Why?” Ryan said slightly started at the boss’ outcry.
“Cause we are going to make some mother fucking cookies.”