Bobby woke up to villager staring through the window at him. He stared back, but didn't know what he was doing, although he knew there was something up with him. He swung his legs off the bed and opened his door.
'What do you want? Go away if there's nothing up! Go on then, leave me in peace!' Bobby growled.
The villager couldn't help walking closer to him.
'Is there something wrong with you, sir?' The villager asked.
'Oh my goodness, you can talk!?' Bobby gasped.
'Indeed! You from the nether or something? At least not from around here...'
'Oh I don't belong in Minecraft! I'm from planet earth,'
They both paused for a minute. Nothing but silence for quite a while...
Bobby walked away, until he turned around to shit his door. The villager thought it would be polite to introduce himself.
'Pardon my dear manners, sir! My name's Ford, a pleasure to meet you as always!' Ford said shaking hands with him.
'I never thought I'd say this but my name's Bobby.' Bobby replied.
Ford said he must leave at once as a friend was expecting him. So he strolled of to a rather big house made of iron. He seriously never thought that villagers could make houses that big out of iron, even his door was iron, and his roof was bedrock, that'll save his life for sure! He was starting to like this world quite a lot...
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