This one took a while, haha! Took a little bit to actually get motivation to write it, and now that it's done it's a bit... bleh. But hey! A new character has been added! Yep, a chicken is a character. It doesn't make sense, but that's just the way I play minecraft. I am so goddamn pro. c:
Anyway, read on and review! Tell me what you thought. ^^
Ari huffed, surveying the damage. Quite a bit of their house had been blown away by the Creeper, and while Vreagon cursed and picked things up around the house, hoping to at least save something, she knelt down, touching the soft earth that had been revealed. Most of it was dark brown, darker than she'd thought it would be for being so deep down... but the rain they had gotten a few days prior had apparently been enough to soak the ground, even sinking through this far. She sighed and jumped into the hole, pulling dirt away and down toward her, avoiding each avalanche with a yelp.
It took hours before they were able to cover up the hole. Vreagon and Ari growled and stared at the obvious injury to the dirt before sighing and moving away, heading to the mines to dig up more of the precious material they needed, planning to rebuild the place altogether. May as well - when one thing ends up going wrong, you may as well fix it and make it better.
It was hours before the two emerged from the darkness, both bearing bruises and scars. Ari walked with a limp, aftereffects of a zombie grabbing her from beneath the bridge the two had built above the pit - apparently, zombies could now either fly or something was higher up than they thought. Ari smiled at Vreagon as he carried the last block up out of the mine, huffing as he set it down. "Christ," He started, breathing deeply, "that's heavy..."
Cluck!
"...was that a chicken?" Ari asked, her brow raised. Vreagon blinked, listening closely-
Cluck!
"...Sounds like it..." The two stood, following the sound. Ari couldn't shake the feeling that it was close, really close, and she slows as she rounded the back of their house, looking out toward the darkening forest.
"Looks like we'll have to make quick fixes to the house," Vreagon stated offhandedly, still searching the area for mysterious Chicken. Ari nodded regardless of being out of sight, and turned to look at him from the other side-
"Cluck!"
"...Found it." Ari began to laugh, walking into their house through the damaged wood, looking down at the little white chicken staring up at her.
"Cluck!" it squawked, making the girl laugh even harder. Vreagon followed her laughter and shook his head, calling for Mor to help him rebuild. Ari stared at the creature and leaned down, sitting on her knees and staring at it. It stared back, even as she attempted to shoo it away - it seemed to purposely avoid the large hole it had crawled through to begin with. It flapped its wings and floated up toward her crafting table, sitting on it happily and staring at her. She slowly smiled, walking forward and touching its head. It clucked again, waving its wings about as if in excitement. She giggled, running her hand down its feathered back.
"...I like you. You can stay." She murmured, smiling and looking up at Vreagon's loud throat-clearing.
"So we're keeping the chicken, then?"
"Well, we do need eggs."
Vreagon sighed, nodding and laughing. "Alright... we'll fix the house and then work on a fence..."
"There." Vreagon grinned and looked at his handy work, rubbing his hands together with a loud clap! as the chicken squawked and fluttered about it. It only hit the roof of the little home it had, but it was enough to excite it into even more movement. Ari giggled and made her way through the fence, closing it before entering her 'pet's new home.
"What are you going to name it? It looks like a 'spot' to me," Mor joked, grinning and looking at his brother, who clearly held his laugh in when Ari turned to glare at the two men.
"No. Are you kidding me? Spot? Really? No... I think I want to name him..."
She looked over, noting his intent stare. She raised a brow, lifting a piece of bread to eat -
Only to have the chicken in her lap seconds later, eyes on the food. "...I think he's hungry."
While Vreagon and Mor roared in laughter from outside (and silently questioning just how the girl thought eating in a chicken's presence was really a good idea), Ari smiled and broke off a piece, handing some to the little creature. "...Duck. Your name is Duck."
"...why Duck?"
"Fits him~" Ari stood, munching on a piece of bread as she closed the fencing in the chicken's home and the gate, making her way to her bed. "C'mon, time for bed."
"..." Vreagon looked at Mor, who held is best confused expression. The younger looked up, "...was she always this odd?"
Vreagon shrugged halfheartedly, putting his hand to his forehead, "I'm getting the feeling that the answer to that is 'yes'."
"Women." Mor huffed, shaking his head. "Can't live with them-"
"Can't figure out why they named a damned chicken 'Duck'."
"Exactly."