The Oneshots About the Mobs
Chapter 1:The Zombies and the Testificate
A.N. This is my first fanfic, and...well, no hate pls. This is just a bunch of oneshots about the different mobs. Enjoy. #VillagerNews
It was a silent and peaceful night in a forest in Minecraft, well, because it had just night and the mobs haven't started spawning...
Let's skip a bit to after they do, shall we?
In a nearby NPC Village, Villager Frank stared outside his window, the zombies haven't started to come. Yet. He slumped against the wall, sighing. The Iron Golems were busy at the other side, guarding everyone else. Frank was the only one who stayed where there was not that much light...pretty stupid of him, right? He took one more peek at the window. Several Spiders were crawling outside, and the Iron Golems were too far away to notice them. Frank wanted to step outside and run to the other side, to the light the safety with everyone else. But he stayed by the window, frozen in place. He took a third peek at the window and finally saw them, the zombies. They came in groups of three or more, he backed up against the wall. His heart pounded wildly against his chest, he felt that the zombies could hear it. He heard their moans and the Iron Golems still didn't come, they should've noticed that he was in danger...
Suddenly something banged on his door, Frank's eyes widened in shock. The zombies found him and they were knocking his door down. He wished he could climb up the ladder, except he had a birth deformity, his arms were joined together. He stared up at the opening in the ceiling, the zombies banged on the door some more. He jumped surprised, 'What now?' he thought to himself. He put his foot on the first step of the ladder, the door made a banging noise. He strained to balance as he put his other foot on the second step, but he fell over. As he fell, the door fell down, and the zombies went into his so-called 'refuge'. The zombies slowly walked towards him, their rotting stench filling his nose. He recoiled from the aroma, and tried to headbutt a zombie, but the zombie merely shook it off and bit him, the others joined it and bit Frank, they continued to until he lay on the ground, dying.
His skin slowly turned green, he started to lose consciousness. Frank weakly lifted his head and looked at the other side, the only safe part. But he saw nothing, only more zombies and iron ingots on the ground.
A.N. Okay...that was a bit short but I think I did pretty well...Maybe