*3rd pov*
Its peaceful within the hunters base...
Shark and Unspeakable are talking while relaxing on a couch, moose is restocking some resources.
The rooms are tinted in an orange-pink hue from the sunset...
Sabre comes up the stairs of the basement, holding a bag of.... Something.
He walks over to where the kitchen area is.
"hey guys? Do we have a food chest??? Maybe a seperat one?" the blindfolded hunter asks.
"uh, yeah, to the left of the chest labeled 'meat'" unspeakable answers him with a questioning look.
"whatcha got there?" shark asks as he looks at the mysterious bag sabre's carrying.
"uh, a bag-" is all that he says and opens the chest.
He stops for a moment and closes the chest without putting anything into it.
"welp-imma try if I can cook this. Do any of you wanna try some?" the man of the basement asks his fellow players.
Unspeakable already knows what that in sabre's hand is and declines the offer.
"nah, sorry... I'm not sure if that stuff's safe to eat." he simply answers as he goes back to what he was doing before, which was sharpening a dagger.
Shark looks between an uninterested Nathan and an innocently smiling Sabre.
"I'll trust Nathan-so... None for me." moose butts in as he returns from the storage room.
Shark sighs and makes his decision.
"I'll give it a try" shark answers as he eyes the bag curiously.
"Alright then! I'll make some stew out of this" sabre cheers and rummages through the suspicuos bag.
Shark goes back to talking with Nathan, trusting his friend not to poison his food.
Carefully sabre takes one larger piece of meat and cuts it into smaller, more manageable pieces.
He puts the suspicious bag into the chest from before, returning his attention to the meat again.
The meat is unlike normal mutton or beef.
This one in particular... Is green.
It's dripping with red liquid which the hunter easily just washed off with water.
"okay... Now... I'll just try using a rabbit stew recipe but switch the rabbit with this..." the blindfolded hunter mumbles as he gathers some bowls, carrots, baked potatoes and mushrooms on the kitchens crafting table.
He adds the pieces of meat and the crafting table does its thing.
Combining most of the ingredients and creating a neat steaming stew.
"hm... Beside the green colour... Looks edible." he humms as he starts to craft another bowl for his friend.
Holding two bowls in his hands, Sabre heads over to the couch.
"dinners ready" he calls to his friend as he sits down on the cozy cushions.
Shark takes the bowl he is handed, looking at it with interest.
Nathan sits a bit further away from the two on the couch, eyeing the suspicious stew.
"pff hehehehe Nathan-you good man??" moose suddenly asks, leaning on the back of the couch, watching the two hunters eat their stew
"what-uh- me???? I'm good! I'm fine!" unspeakable trys to play it off but he knows he can't fool moose for long.
Moose just snickers at the answer and goes back to watching the two other players.
"huh... This is not radioactive is it??" shark asks just before he trys to take a bite.
"should be good" Sabre simply answers as he takes his first bite.
The human chews for a moment... Trying to figure out what his opinion on the strange meal is.
"and? How is it?" moose asks a bit impatient as he jumps over the couch and sits down next to sabre.
"it tastes.... Good... The taste reminds me a lot of veal... Kind of on the edge of beef..." sabre trails off as he takes another piece.
"it's a bit tough and stringy... But overall not bad, I could've seasoned it a little better...it has a tinge of bitterness to it." Sabre concludes, just deciding to enjoy his meal as he slurps away at the brew.
Shark humms at the description and makes up his mind on eating it
After taking a few bites he happily nods, enjoying the stew.
" mmmgh~ this is really good! I should not have doubted you sabre" shark speaks with full mouth as he stuff more into it.
"well damn-now I want some too!" moose whines as he he takes a whiff of that smell.
"I'll make you some-hold on-" sabre says as he gets up to make some more.
"are you sure you want none Nathan??" he calls over from the kitchen.
"yah! I'm good!" he answers looking at the stew and then at the basement door.
Nathan pauses for a moment, unsure if he should say anything.
"shark... Do you know what you're eating right now?" Nathan finally asks his shark friend redirecting his attention back on sharpening a dagger.
"yes" shark chokes out with a full mouth.
"cus I th- Wait- you know??" Nathan asks suddenly.
'Of course he knows. Why wouldn't he know. Shark is smart. He can connect two dots right in front of him' Nathan facepalmes at his thoughts.
"yep. I know about the whole butchering hobby Sabre has taken up. And I know he made stew out of that steve. But I'll still enjoy it. Good soup-" shark mumbles as he finishes his bowl.
"oh-...okay. I guess if you're okay with it" Nathan says as he turns his attention to moose
The moment shark mentioned that butchering hobby, something clicked in his head
Moose, lost in thought about this new found information, looks down at sabre's bowl on the small table that goes with the couch.
After a few minutes of thoughtful silence, he sighs and sits back on the couch.
"I've made up my mind. Gimme some. I'm a hungry litol boy!!! >:DDDD" moose calls over to the kitchen excited.
"I'm coming - just a moment!!!" sabre calls back as he rushes over with two more bowls.
He hands one to shark, who immediately digs into the stew and moose doesnt wait too long to try it either.
The only Sound in the room that could be heard was the sound of some delicious steve stew being enjoyed by a bunch of friends.
What a lovely bonding time :)
After finishing his bowl of stew, moose puts it onto the table, voicing some of his thoughts.
"hey sabre... If I were to- theoretically- work together with shark to get you some more steve's- would you butcher them for us?" moose asks, curiosity laced in his voice.
"uh... Depends on the steve I guess..." sabre answers vaguely as he finishes his own bowl.
"depends?" moose repeats his words.
The room which was in comfortable silence before, now changed to a more tense silence.
An awkward silence even.
"I have made one or two friends... I- wouldn't butcher them. I think" the blindfolded player elaborates.
Taking mooses' empty bowl, he heads back to the kitchen to wash the dishes and put them away.
">:0 I can't believe this! You're replacing us already!!" moose calls over to the hunter in the kitchen.
Shark suddenly seems to be struck by an arrow of worry.
"sabre... Don't make this another herobrine case" warns the hunter as he grabs his empty bowls and brings them to Sabre.
"don't worry! I'm not gonna get that attached... Hopefully" Sabre mumbles that last part quietly.
But it seems shark caught that silent word and meets Sabre with more worry.
"I won't. Promise." sabre reassures his friend.
"if you ever need help with those steve's, just know, we're always right behind you, weapons ready to start a war." shark proudly announces as he gets some encouraging 'Yeah's and 'woooo's from the people on the couch.
Sabre smiles at his friends...
He's happy.
So what's that strange feeling in the back of his mind...
He knows somethings up...
He knows someone's watching.