TW: None (b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶C̶h̶u̶r̶r̶o̶ ̶w̶r̶o̶t̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶-̶)
"And here we are!"
SoS!Henwy gestured toward the castle. A chorus of awed voices followed.
"We're gonna be living there?"
"This looks so cool!"
"If this is a dream, I don't think I want to wake up."
SoS!Henwy smiled at their impressions, the fading moonlight reflecting off the golden pendant he wore. Alt!Nico found himself more interested in the pendant than the words it's owner was saying. After all, he could just ask one of his friends for help with figuring out the castle's layout. Speaking of.. He looked around. He could see all the people he had personally known, and he was pretty sure everyone with the 'BoD' marking was also here. That meant that all the other groups had been split. Even though Alt!Nico was pretty sure all these people were just copies of him and his friends, they were still people. It had to be hard for them. Of course, he wasn't having the best time either, but separating with some of your close friends over two people you didn't even know...
It didn't seem like something he'd enjoy.
Luckily, thanks to mind reading and some other things that need not be named, the whole Alt!group knew the truth of the matter. Only problem was, as you would expect in any vote between a Biffle and Henwy from one of their series, most people thought SoS!Biffle was in the right. And in a weird way, Alt!Nico... almost felt like he was responsible for this.
I mean, it was my idea to make Henwy the 'villain' of Camp Minecraft.
But he didn't have time for a spiritual awakening -at least not yet. Everyone was heading into SoS!Henwy's Hotel/Castle hybrid building. From what Alt!Nico had heard before he entirely zoned out, the castle (he would have to come up with a better name to call it later) was only made for a maximum of ten people, so the Henwy's and Alxton's were planning on expanding it to accommodate them all. In the meantime, SoS!Henwy had made sleeping bags out of some spare wool for his group (again, Alt!Nico really needed to think of some more creative names) to use if they wanted to turn in- as well as some hammocks, just in case someone would rather stay off of the floor.
Alt!Nico glanced around for a bit, looking for the Sigils he knew. There were only two Sigils who knew the truth of this matter, and one of them was part enderman (he thought), so it wasn't that hard to track Alt!Sigils down.
"Hey Nico," Sigils said as he approached. "do you need help with something?",
Nico shook his head. "Not really. I just had a few questions to ask you."
"Oh?"
Nico wiped the dust off his hat and looked back down at Sigils.
"Okay, so first of all, has anyone done a headcount so we can know exactly who all is here?"
Sigils thought for a moment. Slowly, he shook his head. "I don't think anyone has yet."
"Ok then, second question... you in the mood to go see what SoS!Biffle's group is up to?"
Sigils smirked.
"I always knew you were the type to eavesdrop. I'm in."
Nico smiled back at him.
"Then what're we doing standing around? Let's get going!"
SaphAN: Dude this has been in our drafts for so long
