Part 6 of Mindcrack Fanfic: This is Terrible News!
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mindcrackloveYay! Part 6! This one was fun to write. I finally have a title! It is referring to one of Beef's catch-phrases, "This is terrible news!" I can't immediately produce a video with this in it, but I've heard him say it several times. Anyway, thanks for reading and here we go!
Part 5
Part 4
Beef’s POV
I sat in the storage room of the Elusive Chicken (the inn that I built at spawn) trying to figure things out. Energy, separate dimensions, wishes and dreams… Doc had explained it to the best of his ability, but I still couldn’t fully wrap my head around it. It was, though, less confusing by far than the thoughts and feelings from my own brain that I had currently been trying to decipher, but failing miserably.
“Ugh!” I stood up and started walking up the stairs to the upper floor of my inn. I knew she wouldn’t be here; she had gone to explore Spawn Town. I stared out the window pensively, still wrestling with the unclear thoughts that refused to untangle themselves and show their true meaning. It was maddening.
I watched her walk slowly along the gravel path, staring around her as if our mostly-abandoned spawn village was the most amazing place she’d ever been. There was an unusual attitude about her; she seemed to treat every moment as if it was a gift, something to treasure and enjoy. Nothing seemed to bother her, as far as I could tell, and she always appeared to be optimistic about any situation. Even being thrust into a world she knew nothing about with no one to trust and nowhere to go hadn’t thrown her off. She was definitely smart, that I was sure of, and she had the most beautiful blue-grey eyes…
What? No, that’s not right. She’s way younger than me.
There’s no way I could actually…
It couldn’t work…
Could it?
Anna’s POV
I breathed slowly and evenly as I walked around Spawn Town. I had heard somewhere that it was supposed to be relaxing… but it wasn’t working. I tried to push the thoughts of the day out of my head. Admittedly, it had been the strangest day, besides the day before of course, that I had experienced in a long time. So many thoughts ran in circles through my head. I tried to focus in on one thing, anything, but everything else came spilling right through, obscuring it and making it impossibly confusing. I glanced up at the inn, which I now knew Beef had built (I know, right?) and giggled at the chicken standing on the signpost. At least the little things could still distract me.
The sun gradually sunk past the horizon and turned the sky to a violently beautiful display of color and light. It was one of the first times I had really been able to enjoy a sunset. To be completely honest, I had really enjoyed the last two days. Sure, it had been startling and maybe a bit weird, but this place was so good! I felt so safe, (which was surprising considering the fact that I was surrounded by adult men about which I knew nothing and a strange world that didn’t work the same way mine did) mostly because of Beef. He really was a sweetheart, and he was kind and generous and smart…
No. I can’t go there. There’s way too much of an age difference for that to work.
Besides, he doesn’t…
I mean, I don’t…
Do I?
I sighed and started making my way back to the Elusive Chicken. It had been a long day, and a good night’s sleep would do me good. I opened the door, closed it behind me, and started to make my way upstairs. The sun was completely down now, and the stars glittered in the sky. I paused at the window and stared. I had always loved the stars… But then again, they’re what got me here. I can’t trust them anymore. But, when I thought about it, showing up here wasn’t all bad, was it? Max’s face appeared in my head and I immediately had to hold back tears. Yes, everything about coming here was wrong. Who knew what kind of trouble he’d gotten himself into… or Uncle Harold for that matter. I turned and headed for my room, ready to pass out. The events of the last two days had completely worn me out, physically and emotionally. I almost got to the end of the hall, but stopped in my tracks at the sound of his voice.
“Hey…” he said softly.
I turned around, trying to not show that I was close to crying.
“Are you okay?” He stood at the top of the stairs in his black shirt and jeans, with no apron. It seemed odd, but I didn’t really think about it.
I sniffed. “No.” I hadn’t wanted Beef to see me this way, but I just couldn’t find it in me to lie to him.
“Come on.” He led me down the opposite hallway and turned, opening the last door on the left. I followed him into the room, and the door was left open. This made me relax a little. I sat lightly on the corner of the double bed, and he sat beside me, with enough space to keep it from being too uncomfortable. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to…”
“No, no, you deserve an explanation.” I took a deep breath and began my story. I talked about my uncle and his drinking problem, about Max and my plan to adopt him when I turned 18, I talked and talked and talked. I didn’t mention my father, he didn’t need to know that, but I told him just about everything else. By the time I finished my spiel, I was exhausted, but I felt better. It felt good to get everything off my chest.
“Wow. That is one heck of a situation you’ve got there.”
I nodded, keeping my eyes on my lap.
“I’ll do anything I can to help you get home. Whatever you need, just ask.”
Finally I looked up at him. I wasn’t sure how to feel about this. I smiled weakly and said, “Thank you. That really means a lot.”
Suddenly there was a knocking on the front door, downstairs. “Beef! Beef, I need to talk to you!”
“Oh, there’s Zisteau! I’ll be right back, stay here.” He stood up and left the room. I yawned and blinked. I really needed to go on to bed. It was getting late…
Beef’s POV
“What is it Zisteau?” I opened the door to see a very excited, but worn out, zombie pigman.
“We know where they are. We found ‘em. And where is your apron?” He said.
“What, you think I wear that thing all the time? And found who?”
“The B-Team! Who else?” Zisteau looked at me as if I had just asked for the answer to one plus one. “Geez, Beef, where have you been? Stuck with your head in the ground?”
“I’ve just been a little, um… distracted.”
“Well, distractions or not, we’ve got to go after them. We’re leaving tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” This was no good. It didn’t feel right to leave Anna alone. “I can’t go. I’ve gotta stay here.”
“Beef, you can’t just ‘not go’. We need you. We’re this close to getting them. We’re finally going to be able to put them in their place.”
“You don’t need me. I’m sure you’ll do just fine. I mean, it’s just Bdoubleo and Generikb, right?”
“Wait, Beef, this isn’t about whats-her-name, is it? Guude warned me to steer clear of her. He also told me you and her had kind of a thing going. So, when’s the wedding?” Zisteau smiled his usual jokester grin.
“Shut up. I’m just helping her get back home, that’s all.” I briefly considered slamming the door in his face, but decided against it. Zisteau may be a funny guy, but you don’t want to mess with him. His wrath was feared far and wide.
“Okay then. You two have fun!” He laughed heartily as he turned and left. I sighed, annoyed. I couldn’t help but face it. He was right. I was falling for her. I made my way back up the stairs and to my room, where the door was still open. Expecting to find that she had already left for her own bed, I was surprised to see her lying there; fast asleep on top of the covers. She was so small, I noticed, compared to the bed. Such a tiny frame… She looked delicate, fragile, but there was much more than that. She was beautiful. I dismissed the thoughts. There was no way it could ever work out between us.
I sat on the bed next to her, careful not to wake her up. I decided I would stay there a while, just to make sure nothing happened. Or at least, I told myself that.
Anna’s POV
The sounds of birds singing outside a nearby window woke me from a deep sleep. I didn’t want to open my eyes. I was so comfortable, warm and contented… It was then, as my sleepy brain ran its gears and slowly took notice of its surroundings, that I detected the slow, consistent rise and fall of something just beneath me. Someone breathing. I didn’t have to open my eyes, I knew who it was. I would have gotten up, but I liked where I was, safe in his arms. I smiled to myself, hoping we could stay like this a little longer.
Beef’s POV
I was pleasantly surprised to wake up with Anna asleep in my arms, her head on my chest. It just felt right, like she was meant to be there all along. I stared at the ceiling, feeling more peaceful than I had felt in a long time, especially compared to the past few days. Now, it seemed, the scrambled thoughts that had plagued me before were all gone, replaced with one simple realization; Anna was perfect. I loved her. And there was no way she would ever be mine.
I was yanked from my thoughts by the almost imperceptible sound of a contented sigh. I was puzzled. Was she waiting for me to wake up? Surely she wouldn’t just stay there, would she?
“Anna,” I whispered, hoping I wouldn’t wake her if she was still asleep, “are you awake?”
“No…” came the reply.
I grinned. “So, where are we right now?”
“We’re in the Elusive Chicken, and I’m totally still asleep.” She spoke softly, but I could hear the smile in her voice.
“That’s not what I meant…”
“I know. I was just hoping I could stay here a little longer…”
“You can stay here as long as you like.”
She giggled. “Really?”
“Mmhmm.” I could hardly believe the conversation I was having. This couldn’t be real; she didn’t feel that way about me… I decided that whether it was a dream or not, I was going to enjoy it for as long as I could.
“Does this mean it’s not going to be awkward between us anymore?” she asked.
“I sure hope so.”
Anna’s POV
I couldn’t help but smile. Everything seemed to be working out perfectly… except for the fact that Max was still in my world, alone and vulnerable. This dampened my spirits whenever I thought about it. I didn’t know how I was going to get home, I didn’t even know where to start, but for the time being, I was happy. I felt selfish to be enjoying myself when Max was at home with Uncle Harold, but I couldn’t help my feelings. Even the constant worry of finding a way to get back to Max wasn’t enough to pull me down anymore. Here I was, lying in the arms of a man I had met only a couple of days ago, and yet, it seemed like we had been friends for a long time. I knew it wasn’t right. I wasn’t even 18 yet, (although my birthday was in a month) and he was, what, in his 20’s? It shouldn’t have worked, but somehow, it did. And I didn’t mind at all. It wasn’t sexual, just comfortable, which allowed me to relax. We were just really, really good friends. I think.
Part 5
Part 4
Beef’s POV
I sat in the storage room of the Elusive Chicken (the inn that I built at spawn) trying to figure things out. Energy, separate dimensions, wishes and dreams… Doc had explained it to the best of his ability, but I still couldn’t fully wrap my head around it. It was, though, less confusing by far than the thoughts and feelings from my own brain that I had currently been trying to decipher, but failing miserably.
“Ugh!” I stood up and started walking up the stairs to the upper floor of my inn. I knew she wouldn’t be here; she had gone to explore Spawn Town. I stared out the window pensively, still wrestling with the unclear thoughts that refused to untangle themselves and show their true meaning. It was maddening.
I watched her walk slowly along the gravel path, staring around her as if our mostly-abandoned spawn village was the most amazing place she’d ever been. There was an unusual attitude about her; she seemed to treat every moment as if it was a gift, something to treasure and enjoy. Nothing seemed to bother her, as far as I could tell, and she always appeared to be optimistic about any situation. Even being thrust into a world she knew nothing about with no one to trust and nowhere to go hadn’t thrown her off. She was definitely smart, that I was sure of, and she had the most beautiful blue-grey eyes…
What? No, that’s not right. She’s way younger than me.
There’s no way I could actually…
It couldn’t work…
Could it?
Anna’s POV
I breathed slowly and evenly as I walked around Spawn Town. I had heard somewhere that it was supposed to be relaxing… but it wasn’t working. I tried to push the thoughts of the day out of my head. Admittedly, it had been the strangest day, besides the day before of course, that I had experienced in a long time. So many thoughts ran in circles through my head. I tried to focus in on one thing, anything, but everything else came spilling right through, obscuring it and making it impossibly confusing. I glanced up at the inn, which I now knew Beef had built (I know, right?) and giggled at the chicken standing on the signpost. At least the little things could still distract me.
The sun gradually sunk past the horizon and turned the sky to a violently beautiful display of color and light. It was one of the first times I had really been able to enjoy a sunset. To be completely honest, I had really enjoyed the last two days. Sure, it had been startling and maybe a bit weird, but this place was so good! I felt so safe, (which was surprising considering the fact that I was surrounded by adult men about which I knew nothing and a strange world that didn’t work the same way mine did) mostly because of Beef. He really was a sweetheart, and he was kind and generous and smart…
No. I can’t go there. There’s way too much of an age difference for that to work.
Besides, he doesn’t…
I mean, I don’t…
Do I?
I sighed and started making my way back to the Elusive Chicken. It had been a long day, and a good night’s sleep would do me good. I opened the door, closed it behind me, and started to make my way upstairs. The sun was completely down now, and the stars glittered in the sky. I paused at the window and stared. I had always loved the stars… But then again, they’re what got me here. I can’t trust them anymore. But, when I thought about it, showing up here wasn’t all bad, was it? Max’s face appeared in my head and I immediately had to hold back tears. Yes, everything about coming here was wrong. Who knew what kind of trouble he’d gotten himself into… or Uncle Harold for that matter. I turned and headed for my room, ready to pass out. The events of the last two days had completely worn me out, physically and emotionally. I almost got to the end of the hall, but stopped in my tracks at the sound of his voice.
“Hey…” he said softly.
I turned around, trying to not show that I was close to crying.
“Are you okay?” He stood at the top of the stairs in his black shirt and jeans, with no apron. It seemed odd, but I didn’t really think about it.
I sniffed. “No.” I hadn’t wanted Beef to see me this way, but I just couldn’t find it in me to lie to him.
“Come on.” He led me down the opposite hallway and turned, opening the last door on the left. I followed him into the room, and the door was left open. This made me relax a little. I sat lightly on the corner of the double bed, and he sat beside me, with enough space to keep it from being too uncomfortable. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to…”
“No, no, you deserve an explanation.” I took a deep breath and began my story. I talked about my uncle and his drinking problem, about Max and my plan to adopt him when I turned 18, I talked and talked and talked. I didn’t mention my father, he didn’t need to know that, but I told him just about everything else. By the time I finished my spiel, I was exhausted, but I felt better. It felt good to get everything off my chest.
“Wow. That is one heck of a situation you’ve got there.”
I nodded, keeping my eyes on my lap.
“I’ll do anything I can to help you get home. Whatever you need, just ask.”
Finally I looked up at him. I wasn’t sure how to feel about this. I smiled weakly and said, “Thank you. That really means a lot.”
Suddenly there was a knocking on the front door, downstairs. “Beef! Beef, I need to talk to you!”
“Oh, there’s Zisteau! I’ll be right back, stay here.” He stood up and left the room. I yawned and blinked. I really needed to go on to bed. It was getting late…
Beef’s POV
“What is it Zisteau?” I opened the door to see a very excited, but worn out, zombie pigman.
“We know where they are. We found ‘em. And where is your apron?” He said.
“What, you think I wear that thing all the time? And found who?”
“The B-Team! Who else?” Zisteau looked at me as if I had just asked for the answer to one plus one. “Geez, Beef, where have you been? Stuck with your head in the ground?”
“I’ve just been a little, um… distracted.”
“Well, distractions or not, we’ve got to go after them. We’re leaving tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” This was no good. It didn’t feel right to leave Anna alone. “I can’t go. I’ve gotta stay here.”
“Beef, you can’t just ‘not go’. We need you. We’re this close to getting them. We’re finally going to be able to put them in their place.”
“You don’t need me. I’m sure you’ll do just fine. I mean, it’s just Bdoubleo and Generikb, right?”
“Wait, Beef, this isn’t about whats-her-name, is it? Guude warned me to steer clear of her. He also told me you and her had kind of a thing going. So, when’s the wedding?” Zisteau smiled his usual jokester grin.
“Shut up. I’m just helping her get back home, that’s all.” I briefly considered slamming the door in his face, but decided against it. Zisteau may be a funny guy, but you don’t want to mess with him. His wrath was feared far and wide.
“Okay then. You two have fun!” He laughed heartily as he turned and left. I sighed, annoyed. I couldn’t help but face it. He was right. I was falling for her. I made my way back up the stairs and to my room, where the door was still open. Expecting to find that she had already left for her own bed, I was surprised to see her lying there; fast asleep on top of the covers. She was so small, I noticed, compared to the bed. Such a tiny frame… She looked delicate, fragile, but there was much more than that. She was beautiful. I dismissed the thoughts. There was no way it could ever work out between us.
I sat on the bed next to her, careful not to wake her up. I decided I would stay there a while, just to make sure nothing happened. Or at least, I told myself that.
Anna’s POV
The sounds of birds singing outside a nearby window woke me from a deep sleep. I didn’t want to open my eyes. I was so comfortable, warm and contented… It was then, as my sleepy brain ran its gears and slowly took notice of its surroundings, that I detected the slow, consistent rise and fall of something just beneath me. Someone breathing. I didn’t have to open my eyes, I knew who it was. I would have gotten up, but I liked where I was, safe in his arms. I smiled to myself, hoping we could stay like this a little longer.
Beef’s POV
I was pleasantly surprised to wake up with Anna asleep in my arms, her head on my chest. It just felt right, like she was meant to be there all along. I stared at the ceiling, feeling more peaceful than I had felt in a long time, especially compared to the past few days. Now, it seemed, the scrambled thoughts that had plagued me before were all gone, replaced with one simple realization; Anna was perfect. I loved her. And there was no way she would ever be mine.
I was yanked from my thoughts by the almost imperceptible sound of a contented sigh. I was puzzled. Was she waiting for me to wake up? Surely she wouldn’t just stay there, would she?
“Anna,” I whispered, hoping I wouldn’t wake her if she was still asleep, “are you awake?”
“No…” came the reply.
I grinned. “So, where are we right now?”
“We’re in the Elusive Chicken, and I’m totally still asleep.” She spoke softly, but I could hear the smile in her voice.
“That’s not what I meant…”
“I know. I was just hoping I could stay here a little longer…”
“You can stay here as long as you like.”
She giggled. “Really?”
“Mmhmm.” I could hardly believe the conversation I was having. This couldn’t be real; she didn’t feel that way about me… I decided that whether it was a dream or not, I was going to enjoy it for as long as I could.
“Does this mean it’s not going to be awkward between us anymore?” she asked.
“I sure hope so.”
Anna’s POV
I couldn’t help but smile. Everything seemed to be working out perfectly… except for the fact that Max was still in my world, alone and vulnerable. This dampened my spirits whenever I thought about it. I didn’t know how I was going to get home, I didn’t even know where to start, but for the time being, I was happy. I felt selfish to be enjoying myself when Max was at home with Uncle Harold, but I couldn’t help my feelings. Even the constant worry of finding a way to get back to Max wasn’t enough to pull me down anymore. Here I was, lying in the arms of a man I had met only a couple of days ago, and yet, it seemed like we had been friends for a long time. I knew it wasn’t right. I wasn’t even 18 yet, (although my birthday was in a month) and he was, what, in his 20’s? It shouldn’t have worked, but somehow, it did. And I didn’t mind at all. It wasn’t sexual, just comfortable, which allowed me to relax. We were just really, really good friends. I think.
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Date: Monday, January 21st, 2013 02:14 pm (UTC)I'm slightly jelosue of Anna just now :3
I'm really liking this interdemetional stuff, I'm thinking of a new story hopefully using it! :3
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Date: Monday, January 21st, 2013 03:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Monday, January 21st, 2013 03:57 pm (UTC)Just need to plan this story now!
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Date: Monday, January 21st, 2013 08:46 pm (UTC)Awwwwwwww so cute
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Date: Monday, January 21st, 2013 10:45 pm (UTC)