Player and Y/n were putting the finishing touches on rebuilding their farm.
Player: And there. The entire farm is operational again.
Y/n: And it only took us 20 minutes.
Vetterham: Yeah, the creeper that blew up this place was a major jerk.
Player: All creepers are jerks.
???: Wow, dude.
They turned and saw a creeper.
Creeper: That's seriously unchill.
Player: No, no, no! Please don't blow up! We just rebuild everything!
Y/n: You aren't talking our farm! Not without a fight anyway!
He drew his stone sword.
Creeper: Dude, is that all you think us creepers care about? Exploding innocent players houses and farms? Some of us actually care about developing local infrastructure.
Player: Wow. Really?
Creeper: Nah, I'm just here to blow up all your cool stuff.
He was about to blow.
Player: No!!!
Y/n: Gotta make a wall!
Y/n build a dirt wall in front of him and the creeper blew up everything and Player got damaged.
Vetterham: Yikes. Good thing you we're here to shield me from the blast.
Y/n: Sorry, Player. But I only had enough time to make one wall.
Player: It's fine, Y/n. Forget this place. Come on, guys. We're hitting the road.
Y/n: To go where?
Player: I've had enough with the rural life. We're gonna go live in the big city.
Y/n: Okay, let's give it a try.
Vetterham: Nice, montage time.
One montage later.
The three were standing in front of a village.
Player: Look at it, guys. Isn't it beautiful?
Y/n: It certainly is.
Vetterham: That village over there? I mean, I guess.
Player: It's got everything you'd ever need. Tons of food, nice warm beds, cuddly little cats. Not to mention the townsfolk are so wise and well-spoken.
They saw a villager and he went "huh".
Vetterham: Yeah, there's some real Einsteins.
Y/n: (Whispered: Let's just avoid them, Vetterham.)
???: Hello, fine Sirs.
A Tradesman walked up to them.
Tradesman: I am the Tradesman. Could I perhaps interest you in a trade? I have several valuable items I could part with, given I'm supplied with enough emeralds of course.
Player: I don't have very many on me.
Y/n: Yeah, me neither. What do you want to trade?
Tradesman: How about some corn flour?
Player/Y/n: No.
Tradesman: Melon seeds?
Y/n: I'll take a some.
Tradesman: Lovely. Two emeralds please.
They both traded.
Player: Y/n, why would you waste your emeralds on seeds?
YOU ARE READING
GameToons x Male Reader. (Disontinued)
Fanfictionand taking place in all of the GameToons Adventures and player is getting a little help from a very special and unexpected friend also Among us Y/n is going to be blue or black or cyan but that's because there the colors I play in among us and not a...
