Hermitcraft AUs, Oneshots, and Jazz

(M) Unlikely 2: The Boat

9/20/20

If you haven't figured it out, the Unlikely multishots are basically interactions between hermits that I think would get along, but never really hang out together all that much. Hence, the word 'Unlikely.'

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Jevin was bored.

Jevin felt quite undeniably and horrifically dreary.

This was the only thing on the blue slime's mind as he sat on the edge of his base, looking out over the deep blue ocean. The sun's warmth seeped into his skin, even through his signature white hoodie. His chin rested on his hand, and his legs swung out over the edge of the endstone bricks.

He wasn't in the mood to work on his base, as he had just done so for several hours. He had no other projects to work on, as well as no farms he could make. He didn't need to go to the shopping district; he had just gone yesterday. No one was online, meaning he couldn't hang out or mess with anybody. He couldn't even go to his pocket world, as it was required for someone to stay on the server at all times, due to a previous incident.

Jevin groaned and flopped down on his back, arms spread out, looking upwards. He was busy having deep thoughts about the universe to entertain himself, though all it did was make him sad about existence.

Thankfully, Jevin was broken out of his existential crisis by a short buzz coming from nearby. He turned his head to find his communicator, lying on the ground next to him.

Still lying down, Jevin reached over and brought the small screen to his face.

ZombieCleo has joined the game.

Aha! He was no longer alone on the server. Was this the cure to his immense crippling boredom that he could have easily solved by going to the minigame district?

As Jevin stood to his feet, he began to run ideas through his head. Should he prank her? Should he offer to help her with a project? He never really talked to Cleo all that much; he didn't know how to approach her. Plus, they didn't have much in common anyway.

Then it struck him. Of course! It's so obvious! Jevin grinned; he had a great idea. There was one thing that the two had in common that no one else had.

Now how to pull it off? That was the real question.

Jevin pulled out a book and quill and filled several pages with possible ideas on how to pull off his vision. Finally, narrowing down to two ideas, he decided to combine them to create the perfect scene.

Jevin speed-walked to his storage room, unable to contain his excitement as he grabbed a few shulker boxes and filled them to the brim with the necessary supplies.

Perfect. He somehow had everything he needed, meaning he didn't even have to grind for supplies. He rubbed his slimy blue hands together—time to get to work.

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Cleo was working tirelessly on her hermit zoo. She just finished a very complex exhibit, involving many armor stands.

The undead hermit sighed; she was exhausted. She snapped her glowing armor stand book closed, relieved to be finished, and satisfied with the product.

Cleo finished putting away her supplies, attempting to clean up the small chest monster she had created. She stretched before returning to the main area of her zoo. Though, as she reached the open space, she heard rockets.

She checked her communicator, seeing only Jevin was online. She raised an eyebrow. She had never interacted with Jevin much; I wonder what he's up to, she thought to herself, suspicious.