Steve was quite impressed with the loot. As Steve turned to walk out, he was startled by the sight before him. A 1.9 block tall blacksmith wearing the darkest apron stood before Steve. Just as the blacksmith was about to speak, a chirpy baby villager waltzed in. "Mr. Blacksmith! Mr. Blacksmith! There is a wandering trader outside and he would like to see you!" Just as soon as the baby villager popped up, he sunk back outside to play with the other baby villagers. The black smith turned back to Steve, he was less angry and more stern, "I will let you off the hook today, but if I catch you stealing from me or any other villagers I will throw you into the well!" With those quick words the blacksmith walked out. Steve was a little shaken and he thought about putting the items back, but he reasoned that he needed them more then the blacksmith did. Steve scampered out side. As soon as he made it out, Steve realized how much time he spent with that crazy blacksmith; it was almost noon! Steve immediately sprinted to the nearest tree. He swung at and it cracked! Steve then pounded the tree with a flurry of blows until the tree block was his. Steve walked up to an abandoned house, looked into the house, and saw that it was empty except for a small table and bed. Steve slowly opened the door so not to stir up dust. Steve creeped into only room of the house. Good thing was that there was a old and decaying bed for him to sleep in (at least for this night)! Steve looked at the 3 by 3 block space, 3 of the 9 blocks were taken by the bed and a table. Steve sighed, "If only I had a friend..." Steve creeped out of the abandoned house. As dusk was beginning to fall on the land, the monsters slowly slithered out from the caves and crevices.
Ps. I would like the thank Hig-Pig for reminding me that I had a fanfiction so, TY Hig-Pig! look for his vid on Youtube by searching "chumpatrol3 dog world"