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It was dark. Steve was tunneling along searching for diamonds. He did not care where he was going; he had just had a heated discussion with his mother, who had "banned" mining for him. He'd show her. He would bring back the largest amount of diamonds his mother had ever seen, and then she would apologize and allow him to mine as much as he wanted. Little did he know that his mother was not afraid that he would die from creepers. or lava, or anything else, except for the Thing. The Thing had never been clearly seen, it was always just fleeting glances of two bright, glowing eyes. When the ones who reported sightings went for another mining trip, they never returned.
The Thing watched, gleefuly as young Steve tunneled along I'll have some fun with this one before I have lunch. The Thing thought.
Steve stopped as he came across gold ore. He pulled out his Iron Pickaxe and mined it, only to find that the ore had been above lava, and that it just fell right in. He flung his Pickaxe to the ground and sat down for a moment, drank some milk, and then carried on with mining. The Thing smiled to itself in its small cove, and then hurried off to set up his next prank.
Steve tunneled for a while, and then came across gravel, a lot of gravel. He just stood there and waited for what seemed like hours. The Thing tittered to itself. Steve looked up. "Hello?" Steve said. "Who's there?" No answer. Steve shrugged and said, "Huh, guess there's a creeper nearby. And there was, but not the green type. The Thing was getting hungrier. Just wait until he's done, and then we'll pull our best card! The Thing thought to itself.
After another hour of mining, Steve found a fairly large deposit of diamonds. "This will do nicely!" he said.
He mined it up, and then turned around and headed home. The Thing hurried along the tunnel, and started plucking the torches off the walls. He giggled like a little girl, but then stopped himself as Steve said, "Who IS that? Show yourself!"
The Thing smiled in the darkness, he would show himself. "Wait!" Steve said. "Who took out all my torches?"
Steve stormed along in the darkness, then started climbing the ladder that would take him to his house. The Thing blocked the ladder on both ends with obsidian, making it impossible for Steve to escape. "OUCH!" Steve shouted as his head hit the obsidian. "That hurt! Who did that? Come on, show yourself. I'll fight you!" Steve pulled tight the straps on his leather armor and drew his stone iron sword.
"Alright" The Thing said in a smooth, calm voice. "I'll show myself." He came out of his hole, but all Steve could see were two bright eyes. Steve quickly placed a torch on the wall, and was startled by what he saw. The Thing was an exact copy of himself, except for those two bright white eyes. The Thing had the same skin color, the same light blue shirt and dark blue jeans, the same black hair, the same flat nose. Everything was exactly the same. "Who are you?" Steve asked bravely. "I do not know" The Thing replied. "But I do know who you are and what you are. Your name is Steve. And you are lunch." Steve stood aghast and stared at the Thing. "Dude? Don't you recognize me?" It was his twin brother, Bob.
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The Thing watched, gleefuly as young Steve tunneled along I'll have some fun with this one before I have lunch. The Thing thought.
Steve stopped as he came across gold ore. He pulled out his Iron Pickaxe and mined it, only to find that the ore had been above lava, and that it just fell right in. He flung his Pickaxe to the ground and sat down for a moment, drank some milk, and then carried on with mining. The Thing smiled to itself in its small cove, and then hurried off to set up his next prank.
Steve tunneled for a while, and then came across gravel, a lot of gravel. He just stood there and waited for what seemed like hours. The Thing tittered to itself. Steve looked up. "Hello?" Steve said. "Who's there?" No answer. Steve shrugged and said, "Huh, guess there's a creeper nearby. And there was, but not the green type. The Thing was getting hungrier. Just wait until he's done, and then we'll pull our best card! The Thing thought to itself.
After another hour of mining, Steve found a fairly large deposit of diamonds. "This will do nicely!" he said.
He mined it up, and then turned around and headed home. The Thing hurried along the tunnel, and started plucking the torches off the walls. He giggled like a little girl, but then stopped himself as Steve said, "Who IS that? Show yourself!"
The Thing smiled in the darkness, he would show himself. "Wait!" Steve said. "Who took out all my torches?"
Steve stormed along in the darkness, then started climbing the ladder that would take him to his house. The Thing blocked the ladder on both ends with obsidian, making it impossible for Steve to escape. "OUCH!" Steve shouted as his head hit the obsidian. "That hurt! Who did that? Come on, show yourself. I'll fight you!" Steve pulled tight the straps on his leather armor and drew his stone iron sword.
"Alright" The Thing said in a smooth, calm voice. "I'll show myself." He came out of his hole, but all Steve could see were two bright eyes. Steve quickly placed a torch on the wall, and was startled by what he saw. The Thing was an exact copy of himself, except for those two bright white eyes. The Thing had the same skin color, the same light blue shirt and dark blue jeans, the same black hair, the same flat nose. Everything was exactly the same. "Who are you?" Steve asked bravely. "I do not know" The Thing replied. "But I do know who you are and what you are. Your name is Steve. And you are lunch." Steve stood aghast and stared at the Thing. "Dude? Don't you recognize me?" It was his twin brother, Bob.
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