Three Friends

Hunter looked around at the scenery. They were in a dark, heavily wooded forest. “Hmmm... This will work. I just need to get unpacked and set up. Hey, Slendy?”

“I’m fine, I just teleported onto a root and kinda slipped, how’d you land?” Slendy asked.

“Without issue. Now then, the first thing to do is get set up. You have that other command block, right?”

“Yup! I never leave home without one!” Slendy announced.

“Cool, spawn in a house. Clear out a good section of land for it. I’m thinking made of brick, maybe two stories and-”

“A fishtank?” Slendy interrupted.

“Sure, whatever. Anyways, two stories and make it a seventeen by eightteen. You can do that, right?”

“Maybe? Let me give it a go, but no promises.” Slendy advised as he began configuring the command block and writing the code to spawn in such a structure, after a few minutes he began clearing the wooded area for a house of that size. After ten minutes of chopping down this interesting wood he hit the enter key to spawn a house, unfortunately it was two by eighteen and seventeen stories high. ”Oops.”

“...Okay, fine, I didn’t want to have any walking room anyways...” Hunter remarked as he began looking for a good place to set up his cauldron and altar.

“Let me try that again… Here we go!” Slendy proclaimed as he spawned in a house exactly the way Hunter wanted it to be, although with a few minor...alterations.

“You expect us to live... in an aquarium?” Hunter asked incredulously.

“Yes, yes I do, no cleats in the house though! Don’t want you breaking a panel and falling in, you could hurt a fish.”

Hunter sighed and began laying out his materials. He would just make a little hut of his own, his friend being unreliable like no other. Luckily, there was plenty of greenery around for the altar to draw from, so Hunter began preparing the area to be converted into a witches’ grove.

“What do you think? Should I mainly use hawthorne again, or switch to rowan for this one?” Hunter asked.

“Sorry what? I can’t hear you over the sound of how awesome this house is!” Slendy replied

Hunter huffed and looked up to the sky, wishing he could devise a potion that granted, even temporarily, higher thought. After looking over his tools and various bits and bobs he salvaged, he realized he needed a few more things that wouldn’t fit in his inventory. Sighing, he set his altar up and, placing a candelabra on top of the red fabric covering the stone blocks, considered it easy enough to find in the dark. After several hours of work he had set up his garden. The grove would need to be filled with a larger variety of plants, but right now he wanted to restock on potions, all of which he had to leave behind.

Once the garden was set up and the seeds were set to grow, Hunter decided that, while he was waiting for the mandrake and nether wart to grow, he’d have to get some stone to make a safe place for him to light a fire under his cauldron. But before that, he needed food and the wheat he brought with him would take much too long.

Taking some purple chalk and using it to draw a circle of glyphs on the ground, he called Slendy over.

“What do you need me to do for you now?” Slendy shouted from the front of his aquarium house and began heading towards Hunter.

“Well, it’s very simple. Don’t erase this chalk, don’t stand in the circle, and don’t let anything get inside the circle, alive or not. It has to be clear. It’s how we can get back here quickly.”

“Alright, so not even insects or how far down the chain of animals are we going down here?” Slendy asked as he sat at the base of a tree near the circle.

“Insects are fine, just don’t put anything in there you don’t want potentially warped elsewhere. That’s otherwhere chalk and I’m going to use it to get back here. I’m going to go gather some plants and look for food.” That said, Hunter takes out a blank waystone and, using the circle on the ground to bind the location, he takes the bound waystone, with glowing yellow rune on it. Just for safety, he bound several more waystones. Taking that and the otherwhere chalk, which was starting to wear down to the nub, he hoped he’d have enough for now.

“Ooooh shiny…” Slendy said as he stared at the glowing circle and the runes.

“Indeed. And useful.” Hunter said as he wandered off, stopping temporarily to call back to Slendy. “I’ll be back before dark, but if I’m not, at least have some lights set up. Wanna keep critters away.”

“Meh if anything comes near me I got TNT on standby.” Slendy said confidently as he held out a block of TNT in his right hand.

The witch scowled. “If you destroy my garden again I’ll... I’ll...”

“Give me an award for best friend ever?” Slendy jokingly suggested.

“I’ll summon a demon and sacrifice your eternal soul to it.” Hunter threatened angrily. “You have a diamond sword, use it.”

“What soul?”

“The one I know you have.” Hunter replied darkly. With that, he stalked off and began his search.

After navigating the forest floor’s various roots and foliage, he finds... “A path? Interesting.”

Following the trail, it takes quite a long walk but eventually he finds a clearing that holds a very tribal-looking hut. From outside he can smell something cooking, but could easily tell it wasn’t food. It was... an herbal brew. He couldn’t quite identify the ingredients by the smell, so he decided to inquire. At least, he thought, I’d have a neighbor practiced in the art.

Hunter raps quietly at the door of the hut.

“Who is the one at the door, is it me you are looking for?” An exotic, female voice called from the other side of the door.

“A fellow brewer, looking for food and ingredients.” Hunter replied.

“I must say that is all well and good, but what brings you to my neck of the woods?” She answers.

“I just arrived, and would like to become more familiar with my surroundings. I assume you’ve lived here a while?” Hunter requested. “May I come in?”

“Yes, yes you may come in, but do tell me, what is of your kin?”

Going to a window, he saw a very strange creature, a small zebra, much smaller than a normal horse. “I have no coven at the moment, and where’d you get that odd familiar?”

“What do you mean by a familiar, and one who seeks a coven is even more peculiar.”

“Well, practitioners should stick together. More hands make light work. And if that’s not a familiar... what is it?” Hunter asked, very intrigued as he opened the door to let himself in as he was allowed. Walking in the hut, he looks around and sees that the only creature inside is the odd zebra. Looking around, he spots the cauldron whose contents still baffled him. “Oh, did you make a mistake?” he asked, assuming that an accident is what transfigured the fellow witch into the odd animal before him.

“I’m not sure what you mean. Has my species been unseen?”

“You... are supposed to look like that?” Hunter replied, in awe. “Fascinating. I guess I just assumed that another witch would be human. Forgive my rudeness.”

“I think you mean no harm or rudeness, please, sit, be my guest.”

“Ah, thank you miss... Now then, a friend and I are in a bit of a fix. We had to suddenly move here and we don’t have a way around the forest.”

“If you are lost and must be found, I will show you to the town.”

“Ah, there are others, good. Please, lead the way.” Hunter said, standing up and leaving the hut, holding the door for the zebra.

“Thank you my dear, but do tell, are there anymore of your kind here?”

“Well, human-wise, yes, Slendy, my friend, is human. I take it that the town is not populated with others of my species?”

“Not that I have ever seen, is your kind always so keen?”

“Around here, no. I suppose if Slendy is the only other one here, I’m the only practitioner.” Hunter says, sighing. “Oh well, please, lead the way.”

The two walk along the trail leading away from the hut and eventually, after a decent trek, are outside the forest and at a large expanse of grass, a small cottage visible some distance away.

“Knock on her door, but be wary. She may find you rather scary. She will help you from here, I wish you the best, my dear.”