This is the 1007th time someone's writing something like this on Wattpad(I DIDN'T CALCULATE, IDK HOW I GOT THAT NUMBER) but the mobs have different personalities.
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Me: STRAY, YOU HAVE A DARE!
Stray: I'm here already *reads dare*
My POV: Is that the first time someone's been on time to read the dare?
Stray: I don't think Wither will get a nosebleed... BUT I WILL TORTURE MY COUSIN WITH THIS-
Me: WTF-
Stray: SKELLY!
Skelly: WHAT IS IT, I'M BUSY!
Stray: Busy... yeah... YOU HAVE TO COME HERE RIGHT NOW-
Skelly: Ugh, fine... *enters room* Now what...
Stray: I'm forcing you to wear a maid dress today!
Skelly: Where are the windows? I'm jumping through one...
Stray: I mined them...
Skelly: SOMEONE, HELP!
Stray: LMAO
AFTER 2 HOURS OF GETTING SKELLY INTO THAT THING
Stray: OMG Skelly you're so annoying...
Skelly: Get me out of this thing...
Stray: Nope, you're in that for the rest of the day, as penalty for nearly shoving an arrow down my throat.
Skelly: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WERE FORCING ME-
Stray: RESPECT YOUR ELDERS-
Skelly: I will, when you GET ME OUT OF THIS THING-
Stray: I wear rags all the time-
Skelly: YOU WEAR THAT SINCE YOU LIVE IN SUCH A PLACE-
Stray: Shut up.
Stray: WITHER, COME HERE-
Skelly: PLEASE DON'T-
Stray: Skelly, shut up... WITHER-
Wither: I'm just gonna listen to Stray, it can't be that bad...
Skelly: It IS bad, go away!
Wither: Well, I CAN HELP- *enters room*
Stray: NOW GET MARRIED- *throws Ender Pearl and leaves before Skelly can kill him*
Skelly: STRAY, WTF-
Wither: Umm... *blushing, nosebleed*
Skelly's POV: We don't even get payed for this...
Wither: Okay.
Skelly: Your 'okay' didn't work.
Wither: THE 'OKAY' NEVER WORKS-
Skelly: YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO REACT BEFORE OR AFTER SAYING IT-
Wither: Oh. Yeah. I knew that.
Skelly: WHAT IS GOING ON, WHO GAVE THE DARE-
Me: It was Kay...
Skelly: Wither, did you get Kay's address?
Wither: No, not quite yet...
Skelly: I'M JOINING IN ON THE SEARCH-
Wither: Um... maybe I'll search tomorrow...
Skelly: OH, SHOOT, I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ALLOWED TO TAKE THIS OFF- STRAY, YOU'RE SO DEAD-
Me: So... that didn't go as expected... and Stray is hiding in the bathroom right now... Wither is trying to calm himself down, and Skelly is um... well, he's trying to get his arrows into the bathroom stall... without anyone calling it suspicious activity.
BYE EVERYONE, HAVE A BETTER TIME THAN THIS SCHOOL-
Zombie: REMEMBER, WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HOW YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE-
