Clawing Through the Blocks (A Collaboration with @-PYROMXNIAC)

Chapter 3

Early the next morning Jack woke up Techno. "Hey. Do you wanna wake up the others by yelling top of the morning with me?" Jack whispered with a chuckle.

Technoblade snickered. "Oh, definitely. It's gonna be the best way to wake these sore losers up."

"Alright on three." Jack giggled as he stood on top of his bed. "One..... Two.... Three!"

"TOP OF THE MORNING!"

Technoblade joined in, laughing loudly after he shouted. Dream jolts up and groans. "Patches, not now..." He grumbled. Wilbur growled and glared at the both of them. "It's 6 am, what the fuck do you two want?"

"Nothing, just for you all to wake up."

"No.... Five more minutes." Mark groaned.

"It's too early." Stampy whines.

"Well, choppity chop chop, nerds. If you all need to get the hell out of this game, then hurry your butts up and prepare." Technoblade yelled.

"Hey, hey techno." The Pink-haired man turned his head to Tommy. "Yeah?"

The teenager held up the middle finger and lied back down again.

"They're right though. We need to get up and figure out what we need to kill to get out." Dan grunted as he got up and stretched.

"...Can I at least have three more minutes of rest?" Tommy grumbled, tucking the blanket over his head. Wilbur only shook his head and snatched the blanket off of Tommy. "When they say to get up, get up."

"How are we gonna like... Sanitize though? Is that a thing in this hell hole?" Technoblade asked.

"I don't think it is. We'll find out once we start to smell though." Jack said as he played with his sword.

"Mmh, alright." Dream nodded. Technoblade walked over to Dream's bed and pulled the other by the legs. "Okay, now we have everyone awake, Should we start looking for a village?" Wilbur asked.

"Only a reasonable option. Maybe there we'll find out what we need to do." Stampy said as he got up and adjusted his hoodie. "Not to mention, free loot, am I right?" Technoblade smirked. "Iron Golem might attack you if they caught you stealing." Dream replied, with a hoarse voice. He took his hoodie off and tied it to his waist. He ruffled his dirty blonde locks and exits the shelter they made.

Tommy fixed his bed and stretched, making a strained noise. "Good fucking morning!" He looked at Technoblade, who returned the gesture. He walked up to him and puts a hand on the pink-haired male's shoulder. "Thank you and Jacksepticeye for waking me up." He said in a bittersweet voice.

"He's sarcastic, for your information. Sorry about him." Wilbur informed.

"He's not the only one," Mark grumbled as he got up.

"Hey better to start the day early than late!" Jack said as he left the shelter.

"I'm hungry," Tommy muttered. "I got some pork, you want some?" Technoblade offered. "Raw or cooked?"

"...Cooked." The man hesitated to answer. "Alright, give me." As the men shared pork, Mark pulled out some cooked beef he had from last night.

Meanwhile, outside, Dream couldn't help but get his pickaxe out and started to mine some stones. He hummed, as he got his work done. "This should be enough.."

"Alright let's head out. I'm sure we have some walking to do." Dan said as he left the shelter. Stampy quickly made some iron boots and put them on before leaving.

"Should we take the beds with us?" Wilbur asked. "Or, should we leave it here? We should be able to make a new spawn out of those."

"Let's take them. Better safe than sorry." Mark said as he picked up two of the beds.