I gazed out my glass-pane window out onto the dark viridian land. My farm was doing well, all my crops were fully grown, and now I had a job to do tomorrow. The sun had just set. I could still see a tiny sliver of red where the bright, shining block had gone down. That meant that the mobs were beginning to spawn.
Across the way, I spotted a few spiders and skeletons. Thank Herobrine they weren't combined. I decided to go to bed, as hunting would be virtually impossible with a newly dead iron sword. As I walked off to my bedroom, I could see something totally different through the window above my furnace: glowing purple eyes. Frightened, I quickly hopped into bed, but the thing was now INSIDE my room. It looked around, and then threw a lapis lazuli block my way.
Was this a sign of gratitude?
Suddenly, in a flash of purple sparkles, it left.
I pulled my book from the chest at the foot of my bed. It was a mob identification guide, the newest copy to boot. I flipped quickly through the pages until I came to the last page:
"Species: Enderman.
Height: 3 blocks.
Habitat: ?
Drop Use: Finding a stronghold
Tactics: Little is known about these rare creatures, but we do know that they attack and have the ability to teleport. They also carry and put down blocks from your house, structures, etc.
Enderman, huh? I'd never seen one before, but the name sounded familiar. Ah, yes, we were learning about strongholds in school last month. Ender pearls could make Eyes of Ender. My friends and I were holding a contest to see who could make the most Eyes of Ender and find a stronghold first. Maybe I could slay that...thing...and win.
It was decided.
I would craft a sword in the morning and defeat it at night.
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The blocky sun rose quickly the next morning, or at least it seemed to. I hopped out of bed and grabbed my pick and crafted a sword. There's a trap door in my house that goes straight into a mine. Flipping open said door, I slid down the ladder and searched for an iron ore vein (I had some time to kill). Suddenly, there was a loud BANG from outside and I heard a bonk immediately follow. The Enderman from last night teleported into the mine and crouched in a corner.
It looked like it was in pain.
I grabbed my sword. This was my chance. As I walked closer, it made screaming noises and stopped moving. It knew it was going to die. I put my sword down, crawled closer, and said, "You're not like the other ones, are you? You didn't attack me." The book was wrong. The Enderman stretched out its long, black arm and touched my shoulder. It pointed up, and I could see water leaking through the roof. It shivered as though it was afraid. I nodded. "So you're afraid of water?" It made a noise that sounded like it was happy that I could understand it.
"Would you like to stay in my house until it stops raining?"
"BONK!"
And that was the beginning of something beautiful. Soon, I helped the Enderman every time it rained, and eventually he lived with me full time. I taught him how to turn his BONK into BOND into BIND into RIND into RINE into SINE into STINE into STEAM into STEVE.
And I named him Frienderman.
