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I love how much of a troll this man is when Homer is trying to sell Stampy to him, since he doesn't have a name, I'll name him Stanley "Stan" Framptom!
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Never sure whether or not to call Stampy an f/o or a nf/o. I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this before but he kind of skirts the line since it's mainly the character/persona I'm attracted to. And in fairness, he was literally an animated character at one point. But I just call him my nf/o so people don't yell at me.
You seemed kind of embarrassed by the first few chapters of your Stampy fic and I just wanted to say I thought it was the sweetest thing in the world. I could feel the genuine excitement and passion for your interest in every word and it was so charming to read something that reminded me so much of how earnestly I used to write when I was younger. I wasn't super into Stampy's videos as a kid, but the way you wrote him even at 11 feels very true to form and the interactions between him and your main character were adorable.
Sorry to randomly gush out of nowhere. Have a lovely day!
This means the world to me, thank you! And my inner child is beaming, as well.
It is always a bit nerve-wracking to post old works publicly on the internet, especially since I grew up sort of embarrassed that I liked Stampy to that degree (for those who didn't read the story, it was a self-insert, it very much had romantic overtones) but I'm slowly building up confidence to continue off of the world I built out of passion. I wasn't sure how it would be received by people who don't personally know me.
The story did continue past those first 9 chapters, however I don't like the direction it took story-wise so I might either rework it or not post it at all. I want to work on new stuff with the same duo, so probably the latter.
Nonetheless, this was a very sweet thing to wake up to! Have a blessed day, anon! 🐱⛏️
Fun fact: The Minecraft world I based the Stampy & Flora fic on back in the day still exists! It's just on my Xbox 360, which is surprisingly not dead, it's just not plugged in at the moment.
(Hello everyone! This is an old story I made when I was younger. I was a preteen by this point, about 11, and obsessed with Stampy for a good couple of years. It is a little bit cringey, (in fact VERY cringey) but I still enjoy the character interactions quite a bit.
It serves as the start of my AU/RPF yumeship anyhow, so I thought it was important enough to post.
Also this is technically a RPF yumeship fanfic. It kind of skirts the line due to it being Stampy the character/persona as opposed to Joseph Garrett the person. But I am marking it as such just in case, as I classify it as such. If you don't like that sorta thing, feel free to leave now. With that said, let's get into it!)
You may want to bookmark this post in some way, shape, or form, if you intend to read it in its entirety, because I will be putting the full story here, and it is quite long.
I woke up on my normal bed in my normal Minecraft world. I could hear the pumping engineering of the room nearby, which was my parents' crazy workshop. I could hear the oinking of the pig in the contraption called "The Piginator". Basically it's a minecart that went around and around with a pig inside, activating all the other equipment in the room. It was noisy all the time, 24/7... sometimes I wished it would just take a break. Sadly, redstone works, and it won't stop until you break the wiring. But that stuff's impossible to break, since it's complicated and HUGE, contraptions connected from one to the other.
I walked out of my bedroom door, which was a secret painting, to see all of my dogs barking and having a good time. Approximate number of dogs? 52.
"Aw, hi, Wilda!" I said, petting one of the dogs, who was named Wilda.
My emotions were interrupted, as always, by the clicking of the redstone in the other room.
"Ugh, will that machine EVER stop?!" I groaned, annoyed at the loud noise.
Jesse, one of my other dogs, barked loudly.
"Oh, Jesse! You're right. Time for breakfast!" I said, getting out some food.
I gave Cookie, my dog that has little brown spots on him, well, a cookie.
I gave Cupcake a cake, frosted the way she likes it.
And so on until all... well, let's just say until ALL of my dogs had eaten.
"Okay dogs! Now time to pick what's new 'round here with the doggy treat mixer-upper!" I said, pointing to a machine in the corner of the room.
I stood on the pressure plate, and a porkchop went flying out.
"I guess that's more breakfast for you guys!" I said, picking up the porkchop and feeding it to the dogs.
I smiled as all the dogs barked happily at me. I suddenly realized that today was the day I went to my nearby campsite for a few fun hours.
"Okay, Cookie, you can come with me today. I know how much you love the campsite!" I said, telling Cookie to stand up.
I opened up the wooden door and let Cookie go first.
I placed down a boat on the river, which was thinly coated with ice, thin enough for a boat ride.
"You're okay with swimming, right Cookie?" I asked, turning to Cookie.
Cookie nodded and barked happily, shaking his brown and white fur.
"Okay then! Whee, let's go!" I said, jumping into the boat.
I watched as the world moved behind me as I sailed towards the campsite. I could see the campfire burning in the distance, and the green tent already standing.
"That's weird. I thought I put away the tent." I said, climbing out of the boat once on land.
Cookie sniffed the fire and barked.
"Cookie, be careful around that! Don't make me make you slide on your bum." I scolded.
Cookie whimpered and backed away.
"Wait... you're trying to tell me something, aren't you? But it's impossible that something would be wrong... I'm the only player in the game!" I said.
Cookie kept barking and jumping up and down.
"Cookie! Speak, boy! Lead me to the trouble!" I said, leaning down to pet Cookie.
Cookie ran off in the meadow's direction.
I followed him, my brown hair flowing in the wind. Surely Cookie was just being naughty. Surely there was nothing wrong with the meadow.
Then, I saw it.
A big iron building standing in the middle of the meadow.
Sure, it was hideous upon the beautiful trees and flowers, but there wasn't any sort of danger around it. Yet, it was suspicious. I had built everything in my world, and this had never been spotted while building Wilda's wild treehouse.
"Cookie, it's just someone's home. I think we should stay away from it." I said, holding Cookie in my hands.
Cookie just looked at me with beading eyes. Perhaps there were some tennis balls inside of there that he wanted to get to.
"Fine, I'll check it out." I said, walking towards the building.
A sign hung next to the iron door.
I read it aloud.
"Princess ruin, eh? Hmm, well, that sounds lovely, I admit. But what if someone actually LIVES here...?" I read.
Cookie looked up at me and whimpered.
"You're right. I won't know if I don't try." I said, stepping on the pressure plate.
But I had forgot to read the last sentence of the sign.
"Oh no! We're trapped in here!" I shrieked as the door locked behind me.
I quickly scanned the ruin for a way out. There was nothing but a library in the corner. Someone had tricked me... but who?
I saw that a painting hung on the wall amidst the bookshelves, and it was so close to the floor that someone could walk through it... just like the painting I had at home.
"Maybe there's an opening?" I said, touching the painting.
My hand went right through, so I knew there was something on the other side.
I walked through the painting and saw nothing but a one-block fall into water at the bottom.
"Well... it couldn't hurt to try." I said, falling down the hole (falling down, falling down, falling down in musical harmony :3)
I suddenly realized I had been tricked YET AGAIN!!!! But now, at least, I knew who it was. And believe me, I wish I didn't.
"OH MY GOSH!!! HIT THE TARGET?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" I shrieked as soon as I saw the culprit.
...
I tried to hit Hit the Target with my bow and arrow, but I couldn't. You know why? That trickster tricked me straight into a cage! The iron bars just couldn't be broken, because I had left my pickaxe at home. I hadn't expected to mine anything, so getting out wasn't an option.
But none of this made sense to me. Hit the Target wasn't invited into my game, and I wasn't even connected to a server. Yet, he somehow managed to catch me mid-happiness. And by that, I mean he ruined my special camping day.
Suddenly, an orange cat with a diamond sword and iron boots came from a different doorway. I had recognized him almost immediately, and when I did, I gasped so audible that it was echoing through the halls. And by that, I mean the halls of the dungeon.
I had recognized him. I could barely speak when I did.
It was Stampy himself!!!!! And I was really, really pumped to see him. Why? Because he'd made Hit the Target go away thousands of times before. But the real question was, what were EITHER of them doing in MY world?
Stampy chased Hit the Target off without saying a word. I was so impressed, that I just kept my eyes locked on the action.
When Hit the Target left (probably for a long, long time ):D), Stampy used his pickaxe to free me from the cage.
"So... are you gonna talk, or am I saving a crazed wordless lunatic?" Stampy asked.
"No, I can talk. I just... can't believe you're here." I said, still in awe.
"Did you really think I would stand by while Hit the Target stopped picking on me and went onto OTHER people? Not gonna happen." Stampy said.
"Well... all I can really think of and say right now is thank you." I said, shuffling my feet.
"You're welcome. Now, we better get out of here. This place is nothing but trouble." Stampy said.
"First of all, YES, it IS full of trouble, but secondly, how are we gonna get out of here?" I asked.
"Simple. We mine our way out. The walls are cobblestone. You're lucky you weren't trapped with obsidian or bedrock. Those things are harsh." Stampy said, getting out his pickaxe and mining out the walls.
"You know where my house is?" I asked, impressed.
"I traveled through ALL of your world while getting here. Of course I know where your house is." Stampy said.
"Well, that's very considerate." I said.
"By the way, what's that huge thing at the roof of your house?" Stampy asked.
"Oh, that's my Coronation Station. I go there to celebrate holidays and weddings. I'm planning Cookie's and Cupcake's right now." I said.
"Who's Cookie and Cupcake?" Stampy asked.
Cookie barked.
"Well, that's Cookie. Cupcake is at home." I said, patting Cookie on the head.
"You have a lot of dogs then?" Stampy assumed.
"Well, yeah. I have so many, I'm starting to build houses for them. Wilda is the lucky first." I explained.
"Wow. Half as many dogs as me?" Stampy asked.
"No, even MORE. About 10 times the amount of your dogs." I said.
"Reached the breeding limit yet?" Stampy asked.
"Almost. One or two more then that's it." I said.
"Be careful around meat, then." Stampy said.
"Oh, I am. For breakfast, I give the dogs human stuff, like cake and bread and mushroom stew." I explained.
"Then you must be in a really tight position." Stampy said.
I looked at the walls, seeing that the cobblestone is taking longer to break.
"STOP! Don't break that block!" I screamed as Stampy reached for the block.
"What's wrong with it?" Stampy asked.
"That's a silverfish stone! If you break it, a silverfish will come out and attack us." I said.
"Expect me to know that next time, then." Stampy said, walking down the staircase he made.
"We can just nerd pole up. Got any blocks?" I said.
"Yep. Couple stacks of orange wool." Stampy said, pulling out the blocks.
I held onto Stampy as he nerd poled up until we were at the surface again.
Stampy broke through the iron door, setting us free into the meadow.
"So, what now?" I asked.
"I don't know. Maybe you could tell me what and where things are?" Stampy suggested.
I led him to the area where my house was.
"So this is my house, based off of your design." I explained, widening my hands expressively.
"Very nice. I like how you have automatic comical noises." Stampy said.
"Actually, that's my parents' workshop. They invent all sorts of crazy things." I said, suddenly embarrassed.
"Good to know. I have a secret base that makes even more noise than that." Stampy said.
I smiled. I could tell Stampy was a lot like me, even though I'm a human and he's a cat.
...
"Okay, so that's all of my world. What do you want to do now?" I asked.
"We should plan." Stampy said.
"For what?" I asked.
"Attack. Hit the Target is a really clever villain, and he'll do anything to get an evil dog army." Stampy said.
"That's terrible! I know my dogs would never turn on me like that." I said, cupping my hands over my mouth.
"Well, if their life counted on it, I'm sure they would." Stampy said.
"No, Stampy! Don't say that! You're going to make me cry!" I shrieked, tears swelling up in my eyes.
"Well, it's true. Hit the Target would kill each and every one of your 100 dogs if they didn't want to turn on you if he stole them." Stampy said.
"I know... but we need to protect them." I said, putting my hands over my eyes.
"Don't act like a scaredy-cat. I know what I'm doing when I say I'm going to stay and help." Stampy said.
"ARE you going to stay and help?" I asked.
"OF COURSE I AM!" Stampy said.
"Ooh, sassy-lassy." I teased.
"I came around to save you and your dogs, so I intend on keeping all 101 of you safe." Stampy said.
"Can't my parents do something about this?" I asked.
"Nope. They're not going to understand." Stampy said.
"Right. So, are we the 101 dalmatians or something?" I teased.
"100 wolves in the pack and a human alpha." Stampy said.
"You really know how to describe things. Ever think about writing stories?" I said.
"Sometimes. But I don't have the patience to write any." Stampy said.
"Truth be told, you would be a really good author. I would purchase a million of your books if I could. You know, I write stories all the time. Maybe I could give you tips!" I suggested.
"Thanks, but we really gotta prepare. It's only a matter of time before Hit the Target attacks again." Stampy said, pulling out some armor.
"Why do you guys hate each other so much?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Stampy asked.
"I don't know. I just... think that maybe you two should make up over a cup of tea. Oh, chamomile is nice." I said.
"No siree. We do what we need to in order to get him outta your world." Stampy said.
"Then where will you go?" I asked.
"Well, back to my world. I wouldn't stay here longer than I have to. I mean, it's lovely but it's not something I would spend everyday in." Stampy said.
"I spend everyday here, and I don't have a problem with it." I said.
"I'm me and you're you." Stampy said.
I giggled a little. Stampy was a little more complicated than I thought, but that only made him more realistic to me.
...
I led Stampy inside of my house, with all my dogs barking for attention.
"Whoa, WHOA, girls and boys! Dogs of the house! Stampy is friend, not food!" I said as my dogs jumped for Stampy.
"They sure are jumpy." Stampy said as he watched the dogs obey me.
"Yes, but they listen to me. I'm arranging Cookie and Cupcake for a date tonight." I said, patting Cupcake's head.
"Don't you think this is a bad time for that?" Stampy asked.
"No, not at all. Cookie and Cupcake really need this. So I'm sure Hit the Target will stay away... At least long enough for Cookie and Cupcake to have a puppy." I said.
"Fine... where is this date?" Stampy asked.
"It's at the food 'n' fuel train station. Cookie and Cupcake really like it there." I said.
"Then let's get this over with." Stampy said, putting on a tuxedo.
...
I sat Cookie and Cupcake down at a doggy table.
"Okay you two, steak coming right up!" I said as I took their order.
I walked over to Stampy, who was cooking up some meat in the kitchen.
"Two steaks, extra crispy!" I said, putting the order on the counter.
"You don't need to tell me, I'm already cooking it." Stampy said, handing me two steaks.
I giggled and brought the steaks over to Cookie and Cupcake's table.
***TRANSLATION IN DOGGY BARKS***
"What did she sign us up for this time?" Cookie barked to Cupcake.
"I dunno, but that steak looks good. Maybe she wants us to breed?" Cupcake said, wagging her tail.
"That would be nice. I've loved you for a long time. Plus, we're still trying to get a pup. Maybe tonight's the night." Cookie said.
"Okay then." Cupcake said, panting happily.
***BACK TO HUMAN***
I watched as Cookie and Cupcake happily ate their steaks and barked with satisfaction.
They inched closer together, about to kiss, when suddenly...
SOMEONE GRABBED BOTH OF THEM, SEPARATING THE KISS?!?!!?!?!?!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! Stampy, it's Hit the Target! He's got Cookie and Cupcake!!!!" I yelled for Stampy.
Stampy made a mad dash to me.
"Oh no he doesn't! This is a romantic night, does he think he can ruin it?!" Stampy said, growling under his breath.
"I think he thinks he can. Can he?" I said, looking at the desperation in my dogs' faces.
"No, he can't. I know Cookie and Cupcake love each other, and Hit the Target would do anything to separate them." Stampy said.
"I wasn't planning for him to even attack!" I said, not having a plan made up in my mind.
"Well, don't have an asthma attack! Just breathe in and out." Stampy said as I started to stop breathing and my heart stopped.
"I just... I can't imagine what he'd do to them!" I said, a shiver in my voice.
For once, Stampy actually looked worried. It was obvious he didn't have a plan either. All our armor and weapons were left at home, and we didn't have a way out of this mess.
Suddenly, a quick plan formed up in my brain.
I snatched the dogs back with all my might, succeeding in getting them back.
"Nice move!" Stampy said, smiling.
"We need to get out of here. Hit the Target could take the train and travel ANYWHERE in my world!" I said, holding onto Cookie and Cupcake.
Cookie and Cupcake growled at Hit the Target.
"Who does that guy think he is, ruining our special day!" Cupcake growled.
"I don't know, but he doesn't look like he has any treats." Cookie scowled.
"We really need to get out of here." Stampy said, leading the way.
Chapter 5: Dog-Gone
Stampy and I ran to my house, Cookie in Stampy's paws, and Cupcake in my hands.
"What are we going to do? He's invincible with that track!" I said.
"What do you mean?" Stampy asked.
"I mean that he can travel anywhere. He's probably already on his way here. Plus, by all your video proof, he can get anywhere pretty quick with no trail." I explained.
"Yeah, he does that." Stampy said.
"We should check on the other dogs." I suggested.
I opened the door to my house and waited for the greet of barking dogs.
[cricket, cricket]
"What?! Why aren't my dogs here?!" I shrieked.
"I don't know, maybe Hit the Target already got them." Stampy said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.
Suddenly, I heard barking from the wall.
I released Cupcake from my hands and went behind the big painting hanging from my wall.
All my dogs were happily munching on the cake on my dresser, thankfully.
"They're all okay! Thank the lord!!!" I said, relieved.
"Um, what did you do with Cupcake and Cookie?" Stampy asked.
"I put them down. It's okay, the house is safe." I said.
Suddenly, I heard faint whimpering and growling from the other room.
"Oh no..." I muttered, coming out from the painting.
My dogs were tied up on the ground with thick ropes, and their collars changed color from red to black. Standing inches away was Hit the Target, with diamond armor and a golden apple.
"Oh no, he has a golden apple AND diamond armor! We can't get him out of here if he's that strong!" I shrieked.
Hit the Target instantly noticed us and grabbed Cookie and Cupcake, running out of the house.
"HE'S GETTING AWAY!!!!!" I shrieked.
"After him!" Stampy declared.
The chase is ON!!!!
...
Stampy and I chased Hit the Target, all the way back to the meadows, where his fortress was. Something new was beside the fortress. It was end stone, with cups to hold something... it was an End Portal Frame! If Hit the Target was to go in there, the Ender Dragon wouldn't even HAVE it!! Worst of all, it could hurt Cookie and Cupcake! And on their date night, SERIOUSLY!!!!
"Stampy... That's an End Portal Frame!" I shrieked.
"I know what I see when I see it. I'm not a noob." Stampy said.
"I know, I was just WARNING you." I said.
Hit the Target pulled out some Eyes of Ender, and lit the portal.
"Hey! Back off from the portal!" I yelled, pulling out my diamond sword.
"Oh my goodness gracious ME!! WHERE did you get THAT?!" Stampy shrieked.
"I always have it on me just in case of these things. Hey, YOU'RE the one that said to be prepared." I said.
Hit the Target must've been frightened, because he released Cookie and Cupcake... RIGHT INTO THE PORTAL!?!?!?!
"OH NO!!!!" I screamed.
I kneeled down next to the portal and looked down into the deep stars that took Cookie and Cupcake into the floating island that I couldn't see from here. HOW terrifying...
"Are we going to get them, or what?" Stampy asked.
"Stampy... I've never FOUGHT the Ender Dragon before. How do I know that Cookie and Cupcake will be safe with that thing?!" I said.
"Do you have a bow and arrow on you?" Stampy simply asked.
"Yep. With Flame IV on it. Pretty sweet, and it's got Power II as well." I said, pulling out my shining purple bow.
"Then we should have no problem." Stampy said.
I smiled at Stampy. It was like he always knew what to do. Well, in this case, he was pretty much an expert, considering how many times he had beated the Ender Dragon's tush before. There was Cave Den, Sky Den, Quest, Super Happy Fun Times, and so many more times.
"Then we might as well go in. Let's make sure this guy over here can't get through with us." I said, pointing at Hit the Target.
"Well, there IS a glitch with worlds nowadays that once the portal has been used by four people max, it'll close and it can't be lit again." Stampy explained.
"Then how will we get OUT of the End, exactly?" I asked.
"We defeat the Ender Dragon. Plus, I'm really craving some Ender Dragon omelettes, you?" Stampy said.
"Eh, I like mine scrambled." I said, shrugging.
I paused for a second. Fry an egg when you can HATCH it? Which is cooler?! Er...
"Actually, let's hatch it!" I suggested.
"Ew, why?" Stampy asked.
"Because then we can train it to defeat Hit the Target! Forever!" I said, clapping my hands together.
"Hmm, good idea! I like it! You're not so bad if you don't count the annoyingness." Stampy said.
"HEY!" I huffed.
"I'm just joking." Stampy quickly said.
I just smiled. There wasn't much time to talk. Especially considering Cookie and Cupcake's fate hanging in the balance at our fingertips.
I hopped into the portal. The stars that lit it carried me off to the deep beyond, where I would be greeted by a yellow-ish stone-built floating island.
...
I arrived at the floating island of the End, and saw a few very tall pillars with feeding crystals at the top, the ones that give the Ender Dragon a quick revive when fighting users. I saw Stampy right beside me, and he looked actually quite terrified. That surprised me, considering he had gone through this many times before.
"Stampy? What's wrong?" I asked.
"I've done this before, but not with Hit the Target on my tail." Stampy said.
"Stampy, Hit the Target is still in my world. He's not in the End. I can guarantee you that." I said, rolling my eyes.
I whirled around to see a large purple ball of dragon breath heading towards me. I ducked, my hair flinging straight up. Some of it got burnt a little, but I was fine.
"That was close... whew." I said, wiping the sweat off my forehead.
"Where do you think Cookie and Cupcake are?" Stampy asked.
"I don't know, this place is HUGE!" I said, rubbing my hands together in worry.
Suddenly, I saw Cookie and Cupcake poking out from behind a pillar.
"COOKIE! CUPCAKE! YOU'RE OKAY!!" I shrieked with happiness, running over to them.
That's when I saw an enderman, about to hurt them.
I swooped in and slashed at the tall black creature with all my strength. The enderman fell to the ground, it disappearing in a cloud of dust.
"Niiiice fighting skills, gurl!" Stampy complimented as I picked up Cookie and Cupcake.
"Thanks." I said, stroking Cupcake's head.
I suddenly heard a huge roar from behind me. I whirled around to see the dragon flapping its way towards us.
I took out my diamond sword and slashed at the creature. Almost instantly, a beam connected to the Ender Dragon from the nearby feeding crystal.
"Dangit! It's gaining health!" I said, putting Cookie and Cupcake down.
"We need to shoot the crystals... Otherwise, our attacks won't do any damage to it." Stampy said.
"Yes, but the ones with the iron bars we will have to climb to get. It might make sense to have a plan." I said.
"Since you might be used to piling up, you can get the two with the iron bars. I'll get the ones that are out in the open." Stampy explained.
I nodded and got out a stack of pink wool (I love the block, so I have it on me no matter what the setting). I sprinted to one of the pillars and looked up.
The pillar was at least 30 blocks tall, and it was the tallest of all the pillars. I started placing the soft pink blocks under my feet until I reached the top.
From the top, I could see the entire floating island of the End. I could see an explosion in the distance as Stampy's arrow hit one of the open crystals.
I looked at the crystal next to me. It was a pink gem enveloped in glass, floating over a bedrock podium, and trapped in an iron bar cage.
I mined the iron bars, then paused to look at the crystal for a bit. It was beautiful. Sadly, it did misdeeds, just like the dragon. I swung my sword at it, and it exploded.
The explosion pushed me back, and in a flash, I was dangling by one hand from the edge of the obsidian pillar.
Suddenly, the dragon shot his purple breath venom at me, and I found myself falling...
...
"AHHHHHHH! Man, could this day get ANY worse!" I screamed as I fell.
I fell, and I fell, and I fell some more. Jeez, there's a lot of falling going on here.
Suddenly, I was saved! Catched! Stopped from falling!
I looked and saw that Stampy had saved me for the second time in a row!
"Stampy... you saved me!" I breathed, barely able to believe it.
"I wasn't going to let my friend fall from so high that I would see the message 'Flora fell from a high place'." Stampy said, putting me down gently.
I remained quiet.
"I knew I was saving a wordless lunatic." Stampy said, shaking his head.
"No, it's just... that's the second time TODAY you've saved me." I said.
"Well, maybe you'd like to thank me for that..." Stampy said.
Cookie and Cupcake were standing under us. As always, I knew what they were saying. As you wish, a quick translation.
***Translation***
"They look so cute together!" Cupcake barked sweetly.
"They're gonna kissy-kiss!" Cookie barked, jumping up and down.
***Back to human***
"I don't know what they're saying, but I think they're encouraging us." Stampy laughed.
"You know what? I think you're right." I giggled.
Ooh, we're leaning. Closer. LEANING CLOSER!!!
Suddenly, the Ender Dragon roared so loudly that it broke our romantic thoughts.
"Man, this ALWAYS HAPPENS!!" I shouted.
"Forget smoochie-poos. We've got puppy-dogs to save." Stampy said, taking out his diamond sword.
I nodded and took out mine.
We charged toward the dragon. It saw us coming and fired purple acid at us.
"Man, my day stinks so far. No offense." I said after getting hit by the painful liquid.
"None taken." Stampy said as he whacked the dragon with his sword.
My health was really low, and I had no food. I kept battling, though.
Suddenly, Cookie and Cupcake charged in and BIT the dragon. It's health became very low.
"What! Huh?!" I shrieked, confused.
"Your dogs are helping us!" Stampy said, smiling as Cookie and Cupcake bit the dragon's tail and wouldn't let go.
Suddenly, the dragon burst into a million XP balls, and an egg was standing on the bedrock podium now.
"Got a piston?" I asked, looking over to Stampy.
"Are you kidding?" Stampy said, grinning as he got out a piston.
...
Stampy and I broke the egg with the piston, and it appeared in my inventory.
"That egg IS kinda cool." Stampy admitted.
"Glad you think so." I said, smiling.
We jumped through the portal and got carried back to the Overworld by its stars.
...
I woke up in my bed, at home. I was alone, though. Stampy wasn't there.
My heart started racing. This was not the ending I wanted, to lose my new friend just like that.
Suddenly, I realized my dogs were crowded around me. They were still filling up my small room.
"Dogs... where's Stampy?!" I shrieked softly.
I just WISHED I could see him again...
The Ender Dragon egg was still in my inventory. I sighed. It just wouldn't be the same without Stampy.
I suddenly had an idea. Stampy changed texture packs by just wishing (Quest reference! Luv that series), so maybe it works the same way when I wish for Stampy to be here?
I concentrated for the longest time, but no sale.
I saw a book on my nightstand next to my now half-eaten cake. I opened it. It said:
Dear Flora,
Thank you for the lovely time here. I truly wish I could stay, but I disconnected due to your lack of Xbox Live (Ha ha, very funny). I will connect to the server when I can, and I'll try to get back in to your world. I would say a pun, but it's SNOW time for that!!! Ha! Get it?
Love,
Stampy
I giggled when reading Stampy's snow pun. But then I realized he couldn't return...
Suddenly, the dragon egg started shaking, and blocks went everywhere!
I was about to get a baby dragon.
Congrats! You just read the cringiest thing known to man in its entirety. I'm thoroughly impressed with your willpower! (Seriously, WHO reads Tumblr posts that are this long?!)
I will be writing more in the near future. Even though this is old and the whole story started a long time ago, I still love Stampy and intend on posting about him. I'm just a lot more skilled now. I hope you will look forward to it! (And perhaps you actually do if you've read this far!
