Don't rage at me if you don't like the story, instead give me advice. I hope this is successful. Revews help make my righting skills better. I hope you like it. I will try to make this a comedy. :)
As he white silky moon rose into the air, Steve went to bed, in his house made of cobble stones, making it hard to sleep. But next morning, he was gonna slay a Wither. It was his second main goal in Minecraft, behind slaying the Ender dragon.
Next morning, Steve got up and took out 4 soul sand and three wither skeleton heads out of his chest. He put them in the coreect formation but nothing happened. "What the heck steve said. He trying again. Nothing happened. He went to the nether and got the materials again nothing happened. It was night time (AGAIN.) So he went to bed. Right before he went to bed he heard some voices.
"Nightpaw, get over here." A cat whispered.
"Why." Another cat said back to the first one.
"Because I'm cooler than you."
"Don't brag."
"Just get the hell over here."
"Fine"
Steve went outside and saw two ocelots.
"It's a freaking twoleg." One of the ocelots said.
"Holy crap, run." The other one said
"Why don't we just throw cake at him. The coolercat said.
"Good idea."
A few seconds later Steve was covered with cake. "Curse those Ocelots. Also, they got away!" Steve said, running towards a jungle.
See you guys in Chapter two. I hoped you liked chapter 1! *5 hours of typing later* ! *Hand brakes.* :)