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“Okay,” he says. “But don’t let any of their opinions influence your decision. I am asking you and you only.”
Oh my… he is getting down on one knee. Is this what I think it is? Is this the best spot? Am I ready for it? Oh, why don’t my thoughts leave me alone?
He takes my hand with both his hands, as he kneels, and looks me straight in the eyes. He opens his mouth. He is about to do it. I think I am going to faint. This is the moment… THE moment, the one I’ve been waiting for. I am getting a little sweaty. I almost don’t have the guts to look back, but then I look at those gorgeous eyes down in front of me and melt away.
“Bethany, will you marry me?” he says in all sincerity.
“Yes!” I shout, throwing my arms around his shoulders. He is trying to get up to balance our weight, but then falls backwards with me on top of him… in the laundry tub where we were washing the castle lord’s underwear.
SPLASH!
The others are laughing out loud while clapping at this awkward, cute, romantic scene. But no matter how wet I get, I don’t let go. I cling onto him for life and kiss him. He grabs the back of my head and kisses me back. It’s a moment I will never forget.
Entry 20: Happily Ever After
The wedding has been planned. A month later, we are dressed in beautiful attire, surrounded by friends, family, and standing amidst the beautiful flower garden flora where we connected in the first place.
Lord Elruch has allowed us use his backyard for the wedding, and as we say our vows, I wonder if anything will ever take our love away.
I look to the corner. I see my new mother-in-law. Even she is smiling and nodding as to approve of our commitment to each other. It’s the happiest day of my life… oh, excuse me… our lives.
THE END
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Minecraft Wolf
A Minecraft Wolf Diary
By Billy Miner
Copyright @2015
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Contents:
Introduction
Entry 1: The Pack
Entry 2: Winter Storms
Entry 3: Lost
Entry 4: Shepherd
Entry 5: Back at the Pack
Entry 6: Plan B
Entry 7: The End of Hunger
Introduction
It’s the opposite world. In this Minecraft diary about a wolf named Lupus, you’ll find that sheep are not as innocent as they appear to be, and wolves aren’t as vicious and mean as you may think. They are merely struggling to survive.
A sneaky sheep spies on the pack, waiting to tear them apart. When it gets spotted, the wimpy Lupus is expected to prove himself by going after it.
Enjoy the fun story of the wolf [his own account], who figured out how to be smarter, stronger, and sneakier by solving his pack’s problem.
Entry 1: The Pack
“Lupus is the name, sir” I answered the big, grey wolf in front of me. His name was Nightmare, and I soon understood why. His tail was up, as a real leader. And mine was down, submissive to my superior.
“And what is your purpose here, Lupus?” he demanded.
“To protect the pack.”
“Protect the what?”
“The pack, sir!” I yelled.
“Oh, I thought I heard you wrong, because for some reason, I don’t think you understood me right when I told you that that is exactly who you’re supposed to protect. Could you explain what happened here?”
“I can’t, sir. I am sorry.”
“Excuse me? You what? You can’t? Surely there must be an excellent clarification for the destruction that took place here. Would you please enlighten us with what you know?”
“It’s just… I was standing guard in front of the family dens. Everything was quiet. The snow was icy and I could see my own breath. You know how it is.”
“You don’t have to tell me about the weather, Lupus. Just explain why all these dens are so messed up.”
“I didn’t do it. There was nobody here. Yes, okay, I saw something move in the snow. It was white and I was about to check it out when I got called by another wolf to watch their den for a while. When I came back, the moving object in the snow was gone and the dens were messed up.”
“That sounds a little sketchy. Who or what do you think caused this?”
“I have no idea, sir.”
Nightmare came a little closer and rolled his eyes. Then he got into my face and started yelling.
“THEN YOU BETTER FIND OUT!!! I will not tolerate this!”
I was about to ask how I was supposed to discover what happened, but from the look on his face I concluded it was better to shut up. I would figure out a way.
“Uhm… yes, sir,” I said in a quiet voice.
This was an investigation. This was war. The game was on. I was going to do everything in my power to find out who or what was terrorizing the pack. I walked away from the angry wolf leader and went to my own den. I sat there for some time, pondering the sequence of events.
A white object in the snow. What could that be? I couldn’t put my finger on it. I guess it could be anything, if it was covered in snow. But it looked like a different white, an off-white. And why did it mess up the wolf dens?
I wasn’t sure what to do, so I left my own den and walked around, trying to find anything.
There! Paw prints.
Wow, those are weird. They don’t look like wolf paw prints at all. It was like they were caused by an animal with hoofs or something. Strange. I hadn’t seen any of those around.
Entry 2: Winter Storms
I still hadn’t found anything, and Nightmare was demanding a report each day. It was tough to tell him every time that I still didn’t know what caused the dens to collapse. It was all just a big mystery.
I kept searching and came across another moving white object. I followed it, but it disappeared. And then it started snowing. A thick layer of snow covered the ground, the trees, and everything in the environment. It snowed really heavi
ly, and I couldn’t see much.
I ducked, I was going to sit there and wait until the snow would gone.
But it didn’t happen soon.
It snowed for hours and hours, or maybe not. I lost track of time. But either way, I knew it was a long time. It was white everywhere, and time was not the only thing I was lost track of. I couldn’t see the moving object anywhere either.
Again, I had to go back and report to Nightmare, which was not my favorite thing to do. I came to the edge of giant cliff, where some of the wolf dens had been dug. It was one of those spots from where you could see most of the valley and surrounding areas.
“I suppose you have nothing for me,” Nightmare asked when I arrived.
“I am sorry, sir. I followed a moving white object.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Why would you do that? The snow is white. How are you ever going to find a white object in white snow?” he asked.
“Well, it just moved,” I said.
“Okay, never mind. Just look over here. Look at the mess this white object of yours created, or anything else that might have done it.”
He pointed to the dens near the grove of trees. It was a big mess. The tunnels had collapsed. The snow was piled up in front of them, and even tree trunks were blocking some of the exits. What was going on here?
I walked around and observed the scene. Some mother wolves are looking worried; cubs were crying, and males were questioning families what had happened. Then I saw it.
“There,” I said. “See that? Those are paw prints. They look like them came from hoofs. It must have been some kind of herbivore that tried to confuse us or cause panic.”
“Are you serious, Lupus? That doesn’t add up. Get your act together and start making some sense.”
“Yes, sir.”
I didn’t feel like insisting on what I discovered, so I just let him wander off and continued my research. The prints really looked like hoofs. A horse? A cow? A goat perhaps? I looked around and tried to focus on any movement, but it was extremely difficult, because it was snowing a little again and it soon became something close to a blizzard again.
Aha!
I saw it.
Sheep. Tons of sheep. They were standing in a group on the other side of the ravine. There must be about a hundred of them. What were they doing? It’s like they are in a meeting or something. I couldn’t see very well because of the blizzard but I knew what I saw.
Entry 3: Lost
Instead of reporting to that annoying Nightmare who thought he was the best wolf on the planet, I decided to track those sheep down myself. So my venture was bound to end up on the other side of the ravine.
I needed to find a way around it, and I stopped every half hour or so to see where I was at, and how far it still was to the other side. It took me a while to reach a point where I thought I was on my way there.
But then the snow got even worse. The blizzard covered my sight completely. I didn’t see where I was going anymore. I was completely lost and had no clue how to continue from here.
I dug a hole in the ground again and hid underneath it to keep myself warm and protect me from the falling snow. It was already getting dark when it stopped. The layer was thick. It required more effort to walk through it. It was hard, but I had a goal. I wanted to find those sheep and let the pack know where they were, so we could attack and fill our stomachs. I know most of us were getting pretty hungry, and we needed to find food quickly. The sheep were going to help us last through the next few days, or even longer, so we wouldn’t starve to death.
There it was! I found it! It was the bridge between one end of the mountain and the other. If I would cross this bridge, I would definitely be near the sheep. It was dark, it was scary, but I wanted to reach my destination, and the full moon made the bridge clearly visible, so I crossed it and arrived at the place where the sheep used to be.
Hey, where did they go?
I looked around him anxiously. I heard an eerie sound. Where it was coming from, I did not know. But after some time, I noticed that it was coming from all different directions.
I got a little nervous. What was that?
Suddenly, it attacked me.
“Awoooo!” I howled.
The thing that attacked me was not alone, because here was another, and another, and another… they were endermites!
The tiny creatures were jumping on my back, my chest, my face… there were at least a dozen that nibbled away at my skin. I was trying to shake them off. I scratched one with my claws, bit another one with my sharp teeth, and threw one in the air with my tail. But they kept coming. I had to think of something or they would overwhelm me and leave me dead in the cold snow.
I let my gaze wander for a few seconds, enduring the painful biting of the little endermites. Then I saw it. There was a small pool of water. Several pieces of ice were floating in it, but it wasn’t covered by ice, so I decided to jump in it. I ran towards it and jumped.
Splash!
It was freezing. I hated it. But the endermites were letting go. They couldn’t stand the cold water and slowly drowned or froze to death.
That was close.
I looked around and saw the endermites go away to a different location, ready to attack more victims. I slowly climbed out of the pool and shook off all the water. My fur went “poof” and I looked as if I had just been electrocuted. I thought it was funny.
Then I made sure I went all the way around the spot where I had seen the endermites and began looking for the sheep again.
Entry 4: Shepherd
I walked and walked. I assumed the sheep would be around somewhere, since I was on the other side of the ravine. I thought about the pack and how much respect I would earn if I would get there and tell them where the sheep were. I was already picturing myself being carried on their backs and being fought over by the females. Others would make me their leader and kick Nightmare out. It would be so cool!
A little later, I found the sheep. My mouth fell open. There were hundreds of them. I was right. They were the ones who messed up the dens.
I walked close to them and listened, hidden in the snow.
“Did you see the looks on their faces when their dens were broken?” one of the sheep said.
“It was priceless,” another said.
“They can’t see us because we are white,” one of the sheep said. “We can easily get away with this without getting caught.”
“Oh yeah?” I thought. “Let’s see about that. I am going to tell the others where you are, and then it will be a feast.”
But then something happened I didn’t expect. I saw a few humans.
“What are they doing here?” I thought.
They were walking through the snow towards the sheep. There were four of them and they had a couple of dogs. Before I realized what was going on, the men were shouting and guiding the dogs to run around the sheep. The sheep were startled, but they were scared nonetheless. All of them panicked, walking in the same direction.
I figured the men must be shepherds. I stayed hidden and watched as the shepherds led the sheep away. They were leaving the area, away from me, farther and farther away… but I kept following them from a distance. Luckily the dogs didn’t notice me with their keen sense of smell.
Hiding behind a tree, I saw the men putting the sheep within a fence. The dogs were barking as loudly as they could, and all the sheep went in. Then the shepherds closed the gates. The sheep were inside the fence.
“This is terrific!” I thought. “They can’t go anywhere now. All we have to do, is come here and slaughter them. They’re trapped like sardines in a can. I am going to tell the others.”
Entry 5: Back at the Pack
I started on the journey back. The snow was slowly disappearing a little here and there, so that it made it easier for me to find my way towards the pack of wolves I came from.
“Guys! Guys!” I shouted. “I have good news!”
Nightmare leaped in front of me.<
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“Good day, Lupus. You’ve been gone for a long time. Please tell me that you found out who messed up our dens.”
“Even better than that,” I said proudly. “I found out who did it, where they are, and how to get our revenge.”
“Speak before I lose my patience.”
“Well,” I began. “I was wandering around in an attempt to find out who had insulted me like that, when I was suddenly attacked by endermites.”
“Endermites did this?” Nightmare asked.
“No, let me finish.”
“Excuse me, but could you just skip all the nonsense?” another wolf asked.
“Certainly,” I said. “As I was saying, I was attacked by endermites, but I knew I had seen sheep there. They must have moved to escape from the endermites. Anyway, when I looked a little further, I found hundreds of sheep. They were talking about how many dens they had destroyed and the fact that we can’t see them in the snow. But before I could do anything, some shepherds came and guided them into a fence.”
“Sheep?” Nightmare asked. “Interesting. And you said they are surrounded by a fence now?”
“Yes.”
“Even more interesting,” Nightmare says, looking at the others. The others chuckled. They all knew what they were thinking: Sheep meant food.
“Lead us there and I won’t bother you again,” Nightmare said.
“No problem,” I said obediently. “Follow me and we’ll have enough to eat.”
Ten wolves followed me anxiously and excitedly to see the yummy meal they were about to devour. We walked all the way around the canyon and arrived at a hill overlooking the place where the sheep were locked inside the fences.