Author's note: If anything within this fanfiction seems strange, it's most likely because uniqueness is something I always try to incorporate. I try to stay away from the same old stuff I see all the time.

Same old, same old. That seemed to be the motto that my mood went by during the project I was working on. I was making a rollercoaster that went all the way from the height limit to bedrock and back up to the height limit again, where the cart would launch off of the edge and down into a pool of water, which would be down at bedrock. I was at the stage of making the ramp that the cart would launch off of. It was a strenuous project because the ramp was composed of pretty much every block in Minecraft, so it had many multicolored stripes. Being in Survival Mode and all, this did prove to be difficult. I frowned every time the sun fell below the horizon, for it'd always be too risky for me not to return home. Home, to my rather grand castle of wood (which I mostly stole from the nearby village). However, because of the fact that I was so dedicated to finishing the project, and because it was always the same old work every day (finding the blocks, or the ingredients for the block, then making the column, then placing the rail, over and over again), I found nights to be minor inconveniences (or excuses to get other jobs done, like making new armor and new tools).

One night, when I returned home, I found that an Enderman was taking a calm stroll in my castle. I actually squealed with joy. I loved Endermen! They're so epic and cool-looking! This had only happened exactly thrice before. However, to prevent it getting all hostile on me, I looked down at the ground whenever I looked in its direction.

"Make yourself at home!" I cheered as I walked over to my crafting table to make a stone pickaxe. I then crafted it and went back to my bed. I was beat, honestly.

But I couldn't help but notice what was in the Enderman's hands. It wasn't a sand or dirt block, like the ones that other Endermen had left in my castle, which I kept in their exact spots.

This Enderman held a sign. It stood, completely stationary, staring down at it.

It then placed it. He had written me a message. Well… that's new. Already smiling, I read it.

"Don't worry. You can look up at me."

"Alright," I said reluctantly, getting out my iron sword, which was enchanted with Fire Aspect II and Sharpness I. "But if you go all hostile on me, you shall face a fiery death, or at least be kicked out of here!" I slowly lifted my gaze until I was looking right into its vibrant purple eyes. We held that gaze for a while. That Enderman never moved. Never attacked me. It just stood, staring into my eyes. Normally, I wasn't that good with eye contact, but this was a grand exception.

Finally, it looked away, picking up the sign it had placed, and looking at it again. It felt good to be able to move my head freely again, to look in whatever spot I wanted. But what was this sorcery? I clearly just looked straight into the eyes of an Enderman, and I still had all 10 of my hearts!

Then, I saw that it had written another message for me.

"My name's Andy. I see yours is Rachael."

I blushed and smiled back at him. Yep, I knew his gender now.

"Nice to meet you," I told him.

He picked up the sign and wrote another message.

"I'm all alone in this world. My family and friends are all scared of my ability to communicate. They think I'll mess something up."

"Aw…" I said, tears almost forming in my eyes. "I'm so sorry. I think you're great!"

He wrote another message.

"Can I call this castle my home, please?"

"Certainly!" I cheered. "But other Endermen may spawn in here or come in here to retreat from the rain. How can I tell you apart from the others?"

Andy then nodded, walked over to one of my 5 wolves, and stole its collar. The wolf instantly stood up, and I shouted "NO!", for I thought that Andy was going to face an instant demise. Instead of charging at Andy, the wolf looked at me with immense confusion.

"Andy is our friend," I told it. "I'll kill you if you hurt him!"

Then, it stepped back, then sat back down, looking a little scared.

"Anyway," I said, turning back to Andy. "you can sleep in the room behind my chests, furnaces, and crafting table." I pointed to the door that led to that room. "I should be able to sleep if you're all the way over there."

Andy made his slow way over to that room. He looked so adorable in his new red collar! However, before he opened the door, he walked back towards me, scaring me a little. Instead of ramming into me and attacking me like I had actually expected, he picked me up and lifted me a little higher than any Enderman would have lifted an average block. I felt like I was flying. I had not been picked up once since my childhood, so this feeling was magical. I was also impressed at how strong Andy was. I was a pretty heavy girl…

Then, he brought me closer to him and wrapped his arms around me the best he could. I was being hugged by an Enderman, and still never lost a single fragment of a heart. I hugged him back. He then put me down gently and walked back to the door to his new room, opened the door, and went inside. I felt a little guilty for a second. My rollercoaster I was working on started by extending from my castle wall, and also in that room was the ladder that led up to it. I shrugged that off, though, and laid down on my own comfy bed. I couldn't quite comprehend the reason that I couldn't stop smiling, and that there was magic flowing through me that made me feel as if I were in Heaven.

I would eventually learn that his room being the entrance to a carnival ride is something that Andy would not mind at all.

Author's note: No, this has NOTHING to do with Blocky Hill or Out of Nowhere at all. It's on its own. The idea for this came today, when I made a dirt pen for an Enderman that ended up inside my castle. When I returned to the castle from a trip to that rollercoaster project, he was gone, which made me sad. Anyway, what do you think? Reviews are highly appreciated!