A/N: So hey once again! I thought I would go ahead and do a one-shot about how mobs feel about being murdered everyday and a bit of their story! I hope you enjoy and review on what you thought!
"Welcome to the Dr. Steve show! And today we are talking about the topic of the story of mobs, why the attempt to murder us minecrafters and just how they feel about this whole situation. Anyway, first up on the Dr. Steve show, we have the Creeper!"
As the creeper walked in, it looked down as the people boo'ed at it repeatedly.
"H-hey... ..." The creeper said nervously
"Haha, it appears somebodys abit nervous, anyway creeper welcome to the show and lets get started. Just why do you always terrorize minecrafters and are pretty much the symbol of hate in minecraft?" Steve asked
The creeper looked down clearly frustrated at this.
"Well, I wouldnt exactly say im the SYMBOL of hate... much... and I just walk upto the minecrafter, typically friendly and I...I attempt to hug them... But then I realize I have no arms... And its just... that thought... I just lose it and well, blow up basically" The creeper replied rather casually
"Ok then... so that appears to be it from the creeper today. So lets wish the creeper good-bye and wish him the best."
Most of the audience is silent and then out of nowhere a man decides to shoot the creeper with a bow. Which instantly causes chaos and... the creeper blows up...
"OK OK, we will be back in a few moments... after this break..."
"And welcome back! Before the break we talked to the creeper and the creeper had a very... interesting exit I suppose you could call it. Anyway, we now have the Zombie coming up." Steve said. "Also be careful... dont say anything about what he looks like... hes rather sentimental about that." He whispered.
As the zombie entered most of the audience were silent but part of the audience could be seen murmering about it.
"So, zombie how do you feel about being a un-dead fiend of minecraft?"
"Un-dead fiend eh? Thats what you think of me... a fiend huh? Wanna see just how much damage I can do to you?" The Zombie countered viciously
"Woah woah woah, I didnt mean it like that... I uh..."
"What? You think because your so much better then me because your alive? Eh? Cmon then, I can take you. Right here right now."
"Sorry audience! A slight... difficulty here, be back soon"
The zombie is seen being taken off stage screaming. A few seconds later a bit of blood is splashed onto the stage.
"...Ok then... last but not least, we have the skeleton! Welcome him in!"
As the skeleton walks in he is seen glaring at the audience with his bow ready.
"So skeleton, hows minecraft going for you?"
"This is gonna be quick, and im getting the hell out of here. I can just tell half them minecrafters are just waiting for a chance to kill me. I dont like this. Anyway, my minecraft life is terrible, every godamned two seconds I turn around and see a minecrafter sneaking up behind me with a godamned sword... I mean seriously?! Why swords? Weak kids... cant even wield a bow..."
"Hmm... ok I can understand that. Any reason why you dont like minecrafters besides that?"
"They... they are just so realistic... sometimes I just get sad when I notice their skin... and the bodies... I mean, bones are awesome and all but... Sometimes I just think.. Damn, it must be great having a functioning body..."
"Ok then, thanks skeleton for that... emotional speech. Anyway, thats all folks! Tune in next time!"
The skeleton is seen walking off the stage rather emotionally.
Well, thats all. Sorry if it isnt the best, its only my second fan-fic and im having a bit of difficulty thinking up ideas, if you have any that you have but dont have the time to write, ill happily do it! Please review what you think!