"C'mon! You gotta aim for my head!" Areo said once again. We'd been at this for an hour. Training. Practicing. Just chucking emerald blocks. But Areo said if I could manage to hit him in the head with five emeralds in a row, at once, or in general, he'd give me a new block. So its worth it. "How many times have I hit you again Areo?" I asked. "One. Just once." Areo replied while dodging more emerald blocks. He catched a couple, maybe seven. But he just dropped them. This is quite boring, I agree. But due to budget cuts, its gotta be. Cy was talking to Brown in the house, he was cleaning, and Brown was drinking his milk. Still. He was pretty mature, considering he's thirteen and could have pretty adult conversations with Cy, who was thirty-two, I believe. As I continued to throw emeralds, I thought about something. Areo never specified what KIND of emeralds. Which means I could break the block into nine different emeralds, where I assume about three will hit him. I guess its worth a try. "King, you sure you wanna keep going-" I threw an emerald block at him, he prepared to dodge it, but right as he was about to, I split it up into nine different emeralds. Two hit him. I did it again, another two. That's five. I just did it one more time for funsies though. "Wow uhm...that was uh...unexpected..." Areo said after I had hit him with six emeralds and missed one thousand two hundred and six blocks. He gave me an new block for my staff when we got in the house. "A command block?" I asked. "Yup. Painted green by our friend Pastel." Areo said while handing me the new block. "Thanks Dad!" I said excitedly, realizing I hadn't really called him 'Dad' yet. "Anytime kid" Areo replied, then walked back to his room. To do whatever he does in there...I do wonder what it looks like. I haven't come in yet... --------------------------------------------------------------------------- @Yellow_AB's OC, Pastel was mentioned, congratulations! This was definitely not late, trust.
