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Wither's POV~

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When I got home, all I could think about was Skeleton. How adorable he is when he's flustered, and how cute he is in general. These thoughts make me blush a bit, but I easily brush them off.

Maybe I should see how he's doing, I thought. But, maybe he's mad at me?

After what had happened at school, Skelly refused to talk to me. Either he was too embarrassed, or he was really angry at me. Sighing, I decide to give him some space before talking to him again. Oof, I really miss him...

Learning new hacks in my spare time, I learn how to make potions that shouldn't exist. The first potion is labeled 'Fire'. Is that just a potion of fire resistance...?

I decide to drink it to test it out. Seconds later, my hands ignite with flames. My eyes widen as I realize that the potion gives me a temporary fire power. Exiting my house, I shoot flames everywhere. The flames haphazardly scatter, creating weird patterns.

After about half and hour, the potion wears off. Another potion sits there, labeled, 'Telekinesis'.

I can already do that, I thought, rolling my eyes. Ooh, maybe I'll give this to Skelly~

...After I test out a few more potions, of course.

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Zombie's POV~

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Herobrine and I watch in shock when an arrow lodges into Skeleton's skull. Skeleton doesn't seem to think much of it- he charges at the other skeleton, and draws a sword.

A sword.

When did he learn to use a sword? I thought skeletons only used bows-

Herobrine was just as shocked as I was. Woah, and what's with the weird enchantment on it...?  I thought, my eyes widening.

"That sword is enchanted with the wither effect- but only wither skeletons have them-!" Herobrine whisper-shouts. "Wait, what? Then how the hell does he have it?!"

"He must've killed a wither skeleton in order to get it," Herobrine replies, "But how did he get into the Nether?"

...What the hell is the Nether-

"Uhm, what's the nether...?" I ask, and Herobrine gasps. "You don't know what the Nether is?"

"No-" I was cut off by the shouting of the other skeleton. "Just bring me the wither skeleton, stupid skeleton!" Skeleton shakes his head and shouts, "Never!"

This angers the other skeleton. It growls and shoots three arrows at Skeleton- all the arrows were shot at once. Gasping, Herobrine jumps into the scene and stops the arrows mid-air, before turning them back into the direction of the other skeleton. The other skeleton manages to dodge the attack.

Skeleton uses this as a distraction- he throws his sword like a javelin, and it hits the skeleton in the ribs. Instead of groaning in pain, it groans in annoyance. "How the fuck do you keep doing that?!" It screeches, before turning into a pile of inventory. 

My brave friend pulls the arrow out of his head and discards it to the ground. "Zombie, are you okay?!"

"Am I okay? I should be asking if you're okay!" I shout, hugging him. He groans in pain before saying, "A little looser, please."

"Oops, sorry." I apologize, rubbing the back of my neck. Skelly's skull started bleeding out, and I gasp.

Herobrine notices this right away and creates some splash potions of regeneration. He throws them at Skeleton, and he heals almost immediately. "Thanks for coming back for me, Zombie," he whispers.

"Always," I reply, hugging him gently.

"Skeleton, where did you learn how to use a sword?" I ask curiously. 

"Yeah, and how is it infused with the wither effect?" Herobrine adds. Skeleton rubs the back of his neck sheepishly before saying, "Wither gave the sword to me, and taught me how to use it."

"He did? Omg, he's so into you!" Skelly facepalms and blushes a bright pink. Herobrine nods in agreement before teleporting us both home.

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Skeleton's POV~

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I land on my bed with a soft thump, and I lay down. My skull still throbbed a bit, despite the potions Herobrine gave me. A few drops of blood trickle down my skull.

All I could think about was Wither. I felt bad for ignoring him earlier, but I was super mad at him. Wishing I could talk to him, I sigh sadly.

I draw my sword and practice on my own. Repeating the movements and steps that Wither taught me, I was actually getting noticeably better.

After a few hours of practice, I place the sword back into my inventory before crawling into bed. I use my palm to gently wipe the blood on my skull. It stung, but it was bearable.

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I woke up to the sound of someone teleporting.

It was late afternoon- who the hell could it be at this hour? I panic a bit and draw my sword. Holding it out defensively before myself, I wait until the intruder comes into view.

Once the intruder's foot enters my view, I waste no time before throwing my sword at them.

This time, I hear someone teleport behind me. "Boo," they whisper.

I scream and turn around. Wither was laughing his ass off. Ugh, seriously?! I growl in annoyance and shout, "You scared the shit out of me!" Wither snorts and continues to laugh.

Taking a seat on the floor, I cross my arms and pout. Wither pokes me and says, "Skellyyy, don't be upset..."

I ignore him and turn around defiantly. He pouts and says, "C'mon, Skelly. You can't seriously be mad at me."

"Oh yeah?" I growl, "Bet."

"Okay, I'm sorry Skelly. Please don't be mad at me, I didn't mean to scare you," he pleads. I want to forgive him, but my pride tells me to ignore him. "Hmph," I mumble, not facing him.

"Wait, Skelly, what happened to your head?" Wither asks suddenly. I don't reply and continue to ignore him. Pouting, he says, "Skelly, please respond. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me?"

I can't stay mad at him forever, I thought. "...I only forgive you because I love you," I mumble. He hugs me and pats me skull gently. "Are you going to tell me what happened?"

"Uhm, so, I might've encountered that skeleton again-!"

"What?! Why didn't you call me?!" he shouts. "...I don't know, I guess? Weren't you in the Nether anyway...?"

"Yeah, but if you call my name, I'll come no matter where I am," he says reassuringly. I hug him back and whisper, "it was looking for you though..."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it told me to bring you there so he could kill you," I reply, recalling the memory.

"..."

"...Uhm, Wither?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Are you okay? You kinda just froze," I ask. He nods quickly and changes the topic. "Did you throw the sword at it again?"

Blushing, I reply, "Yeah, I actually did. But Herobrine kinda saved me."

"He did? How?"

I explain the whole story to him, and he quietly listens. "Wow, Skelly," he says at the end, "You really are fearless."

"I know," I say. He chuckles and pecks the top of my skull. "Goodnight, Skelly."

"G'night, Wither."

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I wake up to soft snoring. Opening my eyes completely, I spot a carefree Wither. Blushing, I attempt to stand up, only to find that he tightens his grip. I sit back down and rest my skull comfortably on his shoulder, watching his sleeping figure.

I hear the sound of someone knocking on my door. Zombie, why... I was enjoying watching Wither sleep...

Oh, shit! He can't see me with Wither! I attempt to awake the cute skeleton, but he remains fast asleep. I can hardly move out of his grasp.

"Skelly, it's me. I'm coming in- we're going to be late if you don't come down here right now!" Shit, shit, shit-

"Skelly, wake up-" he stops when he spots Wither snuggling up next to me. "Uhm, h-hi?" I wave sheepishly. Zombie gasps and whisper-screams. "Omg!" He takes pictures and sprints out of my house. I'd chase after him if I could, but I couldn't get out of Wither's grip.

Groaning, I mumble, "I'm never going to hear the end of this..."

"Wither?" I say, shaking him gently. "We're going to be late."

He opens his eyes almost instantly and mumbles, "Yeah, okay." He was seemingly half-asleep, and I gently elbow him again. "Witherrr... wake up please."

Without notice, he picks me up bridal-style and teleports to school. I blush at the sudden action. He gently places me on the ground and hands me a cake. "What time is it...?" he asks groggily. "Uhm, it's 8:55. We're a few minutes early."

Loud screeches were heard inside of the school. "What the fuck is going on now...," he mumbles. "Wither, uhm-"

When Wither opens the door, everyone screams like a fangirl. "THE SHIP HAS SAILED OMG!!" Ghast screams. Pigman smirks and nods in agreement. Wither just rubs his eyes, confused with the whole situation. "What the fuck..."

I blush in embarrassment and glare at Zombie. "W-what are you talking about...?" I ask innocently. Enderman laughs his ass off and the other mobs continue to fangirl. Wither goes to his desk and puts his head down, falling asleep almost immediately. I grab Zombie's phone and dart out of the classroom. "Skelly, how dare you!"

Looking through his camera roll, I delete all of the pictures before I stop running and return the phone back to him. "Ha." I stick my tongue out and he pouts. "Skelly, that was mean..."

Shrugging, I reply, "Well, in my defense, I never gave you permission to take pictures of me sooo..."

Wither teleports behind me, and I shriek. He starts laughing and I gently shove him. Zombie winks suggestively and I elbow him in the stomach. 

"Are you guys dating?" he asks suddenly. My face turns red as I turn away. Wither blushes a hint of pink as well before replying, "Depends~"

Huh? What does he mean, 'depends'? I thought-

"Skelly, will you be my boyfriend?"

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