Ok someone is actually reading this wtf
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It's Saturday and everyone in the color gang is minding their own businesses, like red taking care of his animal shelter, blue making yet another Netherract farm, Yellow experimenting on the command block staff, TSC trying to sleep, and green with his musical blocks
Green POV (for the first time I made a POV lol)
I'm making a new music block electric guitar, now all I have to do is plug it in and-
Guitar: *the loudest sound you could ever hear in Alan's desk*
"Omg I can't believe I just made that! Wait... HmMmMmMm"
Second's POV: (lmao quick pov swing)
I'm tugging myself in bed and was about to fall asleep, but then this loud guitar sound came up and make me fall off my bed!
"What in the name of Alan Becker was that?"
I looked out my window (he's at the 2nd floor and greens outside) and saw green with an electric guitar
"KEEP IT DOWN GREEN!!!"
"MAKE ME!"
"UGH!"
I walked down and went to the place green was in and take his guitar, snapping it in half then giving the broken guitar back at green
"What the heck man"
"You asked for it"
I then left to get back in bed, leaving green speachless outside, after 5 FREAKING SECONDS of tugging myself in bed... Again... Another bang of music
"I SAID KEEP THE FVCK DOWN!1!1!"
"IDC SECOND IM HAVING FUN!!!"
"FVCK YOU"
"ONLY PURPLE CAN DO THAT"
"WHATEVER"
Then I walked back to bed and even before I sat down...
"BLUE GET BACK HERE!"
"NO I WANNA EAT NETHER WRATH!"
"THATS ENOUGH FOR TODAY!!!"
Yet again, yellow is chasing blue around for eating too much nether wrath
"GUYS SHUT UP HE DOES THIS EVERYDAY YELLOW STOP SCOLDING HIM"
I yelled, after that, finally. A moment of peace, I tugged myself in bed and right when I closed my eyes...
"REUBEN(Reds pig) DONT EAT THAT!"
Red yelled on the top of his lungs for some reason, I walked to the front door where they seemingly was holding my smol cursor plushie, and then I saw my big brother Chosen came for a visit
Chosen: "hey Second, I know you had a bad time sleeping, I honestly feel you bro but you really do need sleep"
In the guestroom (is it Separated or combined?) I can see MT beating the sh1t out of green, I wanted to ask why but then I remembered what he said so
"Why did you come here brother?"
"You had trouble sleeping, so, as a brother I should help you with it"
TCO POV:
After getting everyone beck to their places like red back to the animal shelter, blue with his nether wrath, yellow with the command block and we'll green with purple and MT I tugged Second to bed and give him a sound proof earphone Dark made to keep the merchenaries sounds away, she made 2 so lol
"What story"
"Brother I'm 15!"
"No, your still a baby you need your bed time story"
After a few blabber's I finally get the story he wanted, it's an American folk lore called "water sprite" after finding a book about it I started reading
"Once upon a time, a man lost his favorite axe in the river. After much searching, he sat down on the bank in grief and began to weep.
The Water-sprite heard the man crying and took pity on him. He brought a gold axe out of the river, and said: “Is this your axe?”
The man said: “No, it is not mine.”
The Water-sprite brought another, a silver axe.
Again the man said: “It is not my axe.”
Then the Water-sprite brought out the real axe.
The man said: “Now this is my axe.”
The Water-sprite made the man a present of all three axes, for having told the truth.
At home the man showed his axes to his friends and told them what had happened to him.
One of the neighbors made up his mind to do the same: he went to the river, purposely threw his axe into the water, sat down on the bank, and began to weep.
The Water-sprite brought out a gold axe, and asked: “Is this your axe?”
The neighbor was glad, and called out: “It is mine, mine!”
But the Water-sprite did not give him the gold axe, and did not bring him back his own either, because he had told an untruth"
Finally, after something that felt like ages Second is now asleep, I put the sound proof earphone on him and leave the room, closing the door silently
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Ok... You... The person reading this... I'm thankful for people reading this I really am, I don't even think someone would read this shit post of a story-
I'm not american, I got the folklore from Google and if I did something wrong correct me!
