Steve and the chicken
Steve was always lonely. Many of his family and friends were wiped out by hideous creatures, and he had to live with his uncle. he loved his uncle. Always they went on adventures and went exploring, in the strange mists and valleys of minecraftia. On his 15th birthday, his uncle was ambushed while returning from a walk in the forest, and died. Steve was alone again.
He left his humble town, to live on the legacy of his uncle. He found other small villages of different shapes of sizes, and left in awe at the sights he had seen. Giant Mushrooms, amazing mountains. And he enjoyed every second of it. But in his heart he was never truly happy. Lonliness was hidden away. He had built an amazing house, had met many people and seen wonderful sights. Yet something was missing.
He needed someone, something. In his tragic life, he only ever wanted someone to love. But he was afraid of losing people. He didn't want to meet someone who was doomed to die. So he re-thought his plan. He thought about getting a pet, but he wasn't very keen on dogs. the idea hit him. He had always admired chickens. As a child, he used to go down to a local farmers house, just to hear their innocent clucking.
He went out of his house. And walked for many miles, finally coming across a group of chickens. In the middle of the group, he saw a single egg. Left in the grass as the other chickens pecked at the grass. He picked it up, and ran back to his home. He built a fence in his garden and waited for the egg to hatch. Looking after it, and keeping it warm. As the shell cracked open, he had a large grin on his face. He now had someone.
The chicken grew, it ran around the garden, pecked happily at the grass and ate while steve leaned on the fence, watching happily. He was truely happy now. The chicken stared at steve occasionally, and he believed it was saying 'thank you' in a way to him. The chicken lived a long, happy life. It enjoyed the large space of Steve's garden, and started laying eggs of its own.
All of them new friends for Steve. He treated them like family. The chickens lived happily among Steve. When the first chicken eventually died due to its old age, Steve created a sort of memorial. But he was never sad for long. Because he was not lonely anymore.
