*Mark's POV*

Before I go into too much, let me introduce my friends: Scrooge the Enderman, Bill the Creeper, and Alex the Zombie. Scrooge was the smartmouth of the group. Yeah, he was smart, but he always had to be so… extravagant about it. Bill, unfortunately, was the amorous one. Every evident hole in the ground represents one attempt at flirting. Every single hole. There wasn't really anything special about Alex, except that he was the lazy one.

Oh, I almost forgot! I'm Mark the Skeleton! Alex and Bill go to me for advice, like, all the time. Heck, even Scrooge has once or twice, so yeah, I'm the brains here. How else was I destined to kill a player with a bow?!

Anyway, today, we were kind of in a predicament. It was nighttime, and storming. Alex had been hit by lightning and wasn't dead, but had been knocked out.

"Err…" he groaned when he finally woke up. "What happened?"

"Lightning strike," said Scrooge. "I told you, thunderstorms aren't as safe as they seem!"

"Daw, shut it!" Alex snapped. He then saw my bow and grabbed it right out of my hands.

"Hey!" I shouted. "Give me my bow!"

Within a few seconds of saying that, an arrow slammed right into my forehead, knocking me over.

"Sorry, Mark," Alex called. I heard him shoot a couple more arrows.

"That's nice," I growled, getting up. "Now, may I please have my bow back?!"

"But this one's mine!" he countered. Scrooge saved the day, it seemed, by stealing the bow from him as if it were candy from a baby.

"But you're not a Skeleton, Alex," Scrooge said. "You must have lost your memory from the lightning!"

"Wait…" said Alex. "…Oh, I remember what to do!" He stood up, then slowly and dramatically inched his way over to us.

"Hssss…" he said. Then, he went "Booom!" and fell backward onto the ground. "Terrified?"

"Hey!" Bill shouted. "I DON'T act that dumb!"

"CALM DOWN!" I shouted. We all knew what happened when Bill got mad. There are some other holes somewhere else to commemorate those moments. Thankfully, he calmed down.

"Alex," Scrooge sighed, shaking his head solemnly. "You're not a Creeper, either."

"Well, then, what am I?!" Alex asked.

"You are a Zombie," I reminded him.

"What do I do?"

"Just run into people."

He inched closer to me until he ran into me, hurting me a little.

"Not me, ya dolt!" I shouted.

"Are you serious?" Alex asked with disbelief. "Is that all I do?!"

"…Yeah, pretty much," Scrooge, Bill, and I said simultaneously.

"I need to have a talk with the boss," he said, walking away.

"But," said Bill. "We don't have a-"

"Just let him go," I snickered. "I wanna see how long it takes him to figure it out."

All 3 of us watched him walk far, far away, laughing as quietly as we could, shaking our heads at the same time.

Author's note: What do you think? I saw one of these and thought "Why not make a series of oneshots for Minecraft?" I'm not necessarily sure when it'll end. It's not really a challenge or anything. Just a collection of oneshots that will be updated every Wednesday. Did I start off on a stupid note or no? Reviews are appreciated!