In response to AmyMiss's review, don't worry. I know the last chapter was a little random, but I will try to be more a little more serious from now on, ok?
Scree and I began running toward the sound. Wait, running? "Scree, why can't we just teleport there?" I asked. "We can only teleport to people or places we already have seen." Scree replied. "Oh. Good to know." I said. We continued running until we heard the voices more clearly.
"Stop it! You're hurting him!" a voice said. We were in a forest now. In a small clearing, we saw a very strange sight. There were three almost-full-grown child zombies surrounding a younger child zombie who appeared to be trying to protect the chicken behind him.
"Hey!" scree shouted, "Leave them alone!" "Three against two isn't fair!" I added in. the three larger ones looked up at us. "Why should we." One of them said. At the same time, scree and I both began to extend our jaws and faintly scream. Fear filled the three bullies' eyes. They were completely terrified.
"Come on," the largest of the three bullies said to the others, "he isn't worth it." And with that, they left. We walked over to the other kid zombie. The one with the chicken. "Thanks for helping me." "No problem. They didn't hurt you did they?" I asked. "No, but I think they hurt frank." He looked down at the chicken as it made some little clucking noises.
"The chicken's name is frank?" scree asked. "Yeah, that's his name." the zombie said, "My name is ben." "Ben, why do you have a chicken? Is it your pet or something?" frank squawked when I said pet. "He's not a pet, he's a mount. I ride him." Ben said. "Does that mean you're a jockey?" scree asked. "Yep, I'm a chicken jockey." Ben replied. "You mean like spider jockeys?" I asked. "Yeah, except I'm not a skeleton and frank isn't a spider." Frank clucked in what I thought was agreement.
"Why did you save me?" ben asked. "Because we're starting a Minecraft rescue team." I said. "Does your team have a name?" ben asked. "Well, according to Kate, it's team random." Ben giggled a little bit. "Why team random?" he asked. "Well, being a player stuck in the world of Minecraft as an enderman is a little random in my book." I said. Ben looked at me a little weird.
"Well, thanks for saving us from those guys, anyway." Ben said. "No problem, just try to be safer from now on." I said as we parted ways. I wondered if we'd ever see him again.
For those of you who don't know, a chicken jockey is in fact real. It's a zombie child riding a chicken. It's only in newer versions though, so don't try to find one if you're playing an older version. (I tried to find one on 1.5. oops)