#minecraft fictive

you apparently

Definitely. Wouldn't you?

TW: Very descriptive Minecraft dog murder, reader is highkey evil, not proof-read

Pairings: Ben x Evil!Reader

w/c: 916

a/n: was gonna do this as a smau with multiple creeps but idrk how to do them soo.

You and Ben were on the floor of his bedroom, his tv screen bright as you both played Minecraft. He was giving you a tour of his quartz mansion, beaming as he walked through the halls. “Annd this is my second library that leads to Ben Jr’s room.” You turned to look at him, having no idea who Ben Jr. is. He noticed and sighed dramatically, going through some complex puzzle to open a door that led to an oak wood room that was decorated with red and light touches of gold. On the luxurious, overcomplicated bed sat a white dog with a green collar. “His favorite color is red but I just HAD to give him a green collar, he is my dog after all.” You hummed and looked back to your side of the screen, finishing the touches of your house. 

After a few minutes Jeff stumbled into the room, rubbing his face harshly and sniffing. He blinked at you and Ben a few times before slurring out his words, “I need you to come look at something for me.” He crossed his arms and leaned on the doorway, watching Ben expectedly. “Yeah, I was waiting for ya. He broke the microwave and needs me to fix it.” He added the last bit when you gave him and Jeff a confused look. 

“Go on then.” You shrugged, turning back to the screen. As soon as he left the room you let a smirk break out across your face. What Ben didn’t know is that you had been trying to find an opening to enact your revenge on him. A few weeks ago you had built a little hut for the enchanting table out of wood and dirt. When you showed Ben he just laughed and set your hard work on fire, so you’d been letting your fury build up beneath your skin while you waited. You picked up his controller, hoping he’d be too focused on fixing the microwave to sense what you were doing. You made his wolf stand up and follow you as you built a lava trap with a single iron bar above it that his dog sat on. While you waited for him you thought over whether you should do this or not; the wolf was an innocent creature who had nothing to do with his father’s sins, but on the other hand what Ben had done was so horrid that the death of an innocent being might be worth it. 

When Ben walked back into the room you were sitting on his bed, legs crossed and fingers intertwined mischeviously. He started to giggle at your odd display until he turned to the tv screen, his face falling in despair. “What— what are you doing!?” The screen glitched and you sat up quickly, shaking your head. “Stop messing with it before I kill him!” You stood up, holding his controller carefully in your hands. “This is revenge, Benjamin. Revenge for what you did to my enchantment hub all those days ago..” 

Ben glared at you, looking as if he wanted to laugh but holding it back due to the situation. “That was like three weeks ago, you can’t do this to my sweet baby angel!” 

“It’s too late, Ben! I told you how long it took me to build that hut, and how I put all my heart and soul into it!” 

“It was a dirt hut!”

“Don’t patronize me Ben, I know it was just a dirt hut. It was the dirt hut of love though, something you obviously wouldn’t understand.” You sat back down on the bed, crossing your legs and trying to school your face back into calmness. “This has to be done. I’m sorry.”

Ben fell to his knees, crawling towards you and grabbing your upper leg and forcing tears out his eyes. “I do understand! Ben Jr. is my version of the dirt hut of love, he’s the only good thing I have in this world! Don’t do this.. I know you don’t want to.” You stared at him for a few seconds, tears would be building up in your eyes if this weren’t about a virtual wolf. You sniffled once before holding up the controller and moving your finger to the right trigger button and slowly pressing it, hitting the wolf down. You watched Ben swiller on his heel, yelling as he watched his one and only child fall into a pit of molten lava. He fell to his knees, his head falling into his hands as he pretended to sob. “Junior… my son..! How could you..?” 

You jumped when you heard a raspy voice come from the doorway, “Can’t you just revive it with your digital voodoo magic?” Jeff was standing there, his face light with amusement as he watched Ben pretend to break down. Ben sniffled and looked up at him, shaking his head slowly. “It won’t be the same, Jeff..”

“Yeah, it would—“

“You don’t get it. You’ve never felt the joy of having someone you could call yours, like junior was mine.” Ben stood up, wiping his dry face and snatching his controller from you. “I won’t forget this.” 

A few days later you went back into Ben’s room to play with him, only to find your house burned down to the ground and all your animals gone. When he turned his back you deleted the world and left the room, refusing to talk to him for almost three days.

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