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  • She laughed along with him, wiping a tear from her eye she was laughing so hard. "If I see a creeper I'll lead it to your house," she teased.

  • He suddenly became serious, staring at her. "then I'll raid your house and kill are your animals and feed their meat to the deepest lava." He said creepily, unable to stop the smile coming onto his face.

  • "then I'll kill you repeatedly, get dogs, and let them kill you repeatedly, and then I'll blow up your house and steal your crops, and give your armor to the zombies," she said, grinning.

  • He rolled his eyes. "Oh really? I'll just kill your dogs before they kill me!" He huffed, puffing out his chest. God knows he thinks he's strong, but only in mine craft. "I'll then throw everything you owned into a Ender portal." He proclaimed.

  • "I'll lead a Ghast to you and let it burn you to a crisp!" She squealed, running out of ideas. She grinned, knowing she wouldn't have actually lead a Creeper to his house to start all this drama.

  • "No fair!" She squeaked, bounding up from the table and leaping after him. "My legs are shorter than yours!" she whined, dodging some old people as she continued the chase. She slipped past the glass doors, desperatly attempting to get to his car first.

  • He chuckled, flinging open the drivers door and sitting down. He watched her with a amused look. "Oh no need to whine. I would beat you even if you had long legs." He said, starting up the car.

  • She climbed in with a fake scowl. "You're a butt." Was all she had to say. She locked the door and buckled herself.

  • She hated the awkwardness that lingered in the air. "If you get into my house and steal my iron ingots again, I will kill you," she said, trying to lighten the mood.

  • He opened and unlocked the door before shuffling into the house. He glanced around, stretching out. He hated the awkward feeling that now took up the air. He made a mistake-- well not a real mistake-- but why did he get punished for it. "Let's just go play." He sighed.

  • She followed him in, nodding. "Yeah." She hated the awkwardness as well. She hoped they wouldn't drift apart. He was a great best friend, and she wanted to keep it that way. She highly doubted he wanted anything more than that.

  • He went up to the consol, quickly turning it on with a dark sigh. he threw her a controller, running his fingers over his hair before sitting down on the couch. He started the game up silently.

  • He started up a map, sighing and letting his head loll back as it loads the chunks and such. "Now this is awkward." He said, speaking out suddenly.