Night was beginning to fall as Wilbur finished his dinner of mutton and potatoes. As horrible as night time was, with all the creepers and skeletons and spiders, it was a time of peace and reflection for him. Sure, he lived in a van in the middle of the dark oak woods, but that didn’t stop him from enjoying himself. He would get to read, or write, or just be alone with his thoughts. Tonight, however, he had something more pressing on his mind.

“I need to make some money.” He thought out loud.

“I wanna be rich. Look at yourself Wilbur, you barely have any iron armor on you right now or any iron to spare. And no gold, no redstone, no lapis or diamonds or emeralds or netherite! This is a horrible way to live. I won’t die of hunger or anything, I can always hunt for my food, but it would really be nice to have money to spend on things.

“So the question remains, how am I gonna get rich? What things will people want that I can sell for a good price? Food might be the easiest option, cause I can hunt and grow crops, but literally everyone can do that so I won’t make much money probably. Mining services perhaps? I should get at least a diamond pickaxe before I think of offering my services, so I can mine whatever people need. I would also need good tools to just open a shop of various blocks and items. Maybe, just maybe I might have to go work for someone else’s shop, until I have enough resources of my own. Maybe…”

A noise startled him. Through his open window he heard a spider hiss, and then a cry of either frustration or surprise. That wasn’t good. Grabbing his stone sword from the van, Wilbur pushed open the door to find Tommy, an empty bottle in one hand and a sword in another, standing over the fresh corpse of the spider. His concern turned to anger in a second.

“TOMMY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!” he yelled, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him inside the van. ‘HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE AND WHY ARE YOU HERE?”

“I’m sorry!” Tommy yelped, trying to get his arm out of Wilbur’s grasp. “I just wanted to see where you live and then you were talking out loud and I couldn’t help but hear you and I decided to keep listening and then a spider attacked me!”

“Tommy.” Wilbur said heavily, trying to hold back the rest of his anger. “How much did you hear?”

“All of it, I think. You were trying to find a good way to make money. You know I’d say it’s your fault for talking out loud, you can’t expect me to not listen.”

“That’s… I want to be mad at that but I can’t, I shouldn’t have been thinking out loud.”

“Yes thank you for rephrasing what I just said.” Tommy muttered under his breath.

“I’m gonna be the better man and pretend you didn’t say that. But I’m sorry Tommy, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. You just terrified me cause I thought I was alone, and you should know better than to spy on people. I’m surprised I didn’t see you though out the window.”

“Well I was using an invisibility potion so I was invisible most of the time, but then it ran out and that’s when the spider saw me.”

“An invisibility potion, you say?”

“Yeah, what about it?”
Wilbur thought for a moment. “How hard is it to brew potions, and how valuable are they?”

“Uh, it’s not hard at all, as long as you have like blaze rods and and a brewing stand. And I’d say they’re pretty valuable, setting up poison traps is always fun.

“Tommy, I hate the fact that I’m saying this, but you’re a genius.”

“What?” Tommy asked confusedly.

“If I can become the sole owner of all the brewing stands and potions in the land, or at least the majority of them, I can have a monopoly and get rich from it. Easy money!”

“I mean yes of course, that’s what I was saying, totally.” Tommy replied quickly as he realized Wilbur’s thinking. “But how exactly would you even go about that?”

Wilbur considered for a moment. “With a bit of lying, perhaps. Maybe spread the word about some new disease that gets transmitted through brewing stands, and that I am offering my services to confiscate and destroy them. I’m not normally a liar but my goal here is to become rich. Do you think they’ll believe it?”
“I’m sure some will at least, my pal Tubbo is pretty trusting. And Sapnap, that one guy nobody likes, he’s a bit loose in the head if you know what I mean (But of course I never said that).”

“Hmm, I’m pretty sure there are more people around than just them, but if you say this will work then I guess I have to believe you.”

“Yes you do! And I’m working with you right?”

Wilbur stared. “Uh no, I didn’t invite you along.”

“But Wilbur listen, listen Big Man-”

“Don’t call me that!”

“Sorry sorry, Wilbur, but let me explain. What you have is a great idea, but you’re not gonna make it work without me. You have no cred with these people, you’ve been here for what, a week and a half? Nobody’s gonna trust you enough to hand their items over. No you need me, Tommy Innit, the greatest businessman since Mr. Schlatt himself!”

“Mr. Schlatt?”

“Oh of course you wouldn’t know him, Mr. J Schlatt. You could call him one of the most influential people around, or at least he was until he up and left a few weeks ago. No idea where he went, but he’s got a good bit of money to his name, owns the Schlatt Corporation and all that jazz. Anyway though as I am good at getting people to do what I want through giving them a sheer desire to be rid of me, I think you’ll be needing me for this venture.”

“And what do you want from it?”

“Not much really, I’m less in it for the profit and more here to cheat people. But of course I wouldn’t mind getting some diamonds out of this. Plus keep this in mind, now that I know your plan it might be a bad idea to push me away.”

Wilbur thought about that in silence. “You know what Tommy, you’re right. I can’t believe you actually snuck out here to spy on me, that’s rude on so many levels, but I am gonna need your help to make this work. Welcome aboard, Tommy Innit.” He put out his hand, and Tommy shook it with an expression of excitement and happiness.

“So I know what we need to do Wilbur, just give me a bit of time. Meet me at the town square tomorrow morning and I’ll have a plan ready.”

And meet they did, as the sun rose to shine light upon a new day. Wilbur had iron armor that he had gotten partially from Tommy and partially from his own mining and crafting, and Tommy was outfitted with the same.

“Good morning Tommy, you have your plan ready?”
“Of course I do Wilbur, you know you can count on me. Now- did you just snicker at me?!”

“No no, totally not.” Wilbur reassured him while holding back the rest of his laughter.

“Hmmm. Anyway my plan, the first person we need to go to is Tubbo. We can expect him to at least hand over his potions and brewing stands, and if needed I could probably get more out of him.”

“That sounds a bit, what’s the word, not unethical but like you’re just using him for your benefit.”

“No no no, that’s not true at all. I would do anything for Tubbo, but he never asks for stuff. It’s a perfectly good friendship don’t you worry.”

“Alright, if you say so. So are we going to Tubbo then?”
“Yes I’ll take us to his house, it’s not that long of a walk.”

A short time later, they arrived at a small spruce cabin, not grand in any sense of the word but pretty nonetheless. Gardens of flowers outlined the path to the door, and Tubbo was in the midst of planting more. He noticed their arrival, stood up while dusting his hands off, and waved.

“Watch this.” Tommy said and walked up to Tubbo. “Hey Tubbo, buddy, my pal, how are you-”

“What do you want this time?” Tubbo replied, knowing his friend far too well.

“Oh. Your brewing stands and potions preferably.”

“Ok! Follow me Tommy, you too Wilbur” he said as he ushered them into his house.

“I told you this would work” Tommy whispered to Wilbur. They followed him into his cabin and down a set of stairs, which led to a room full of stacked chests.

“Alright, let me see, I don’t bother keeping these organized so this may take a minute.” Tubbo began rummaging through his stuff. “Diorite, andesite, torches, my books, a map to who knows where, ah here they are!” he exclaimed, grabbing and then throwing his potions over to them. “That’s some invisibility, strength, a couple poisons, yeah that should do it.”

“You’re a real friend Tubbo, you know that?” Tommy said with a smile.

Tubbo beamed. “Thank you and you too! If you need anything else let me know, I’ll see what I can do!”

“I like your enthusiasm,” Wilbur said, also smiling now. “You’ll be the first person I go to if I need help, how does that sound?”
“Sounds great!” Tubbo exclaimed, leading them back up the stairs. A bit more pleasant chatter and then Wilbur made his way to the door, opening it just in time to see two men just a few feet away. He took a step back in surprise, and they did too.

“Sapnap? Fundy?” Tubbo called out in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting you today.”

The man in front was Sapnap, one of the closest friends of Dream. He was average height and strongly built, with a white bandanna surrounding his short black hair. His hazel eyes were deep and penetrating, but the most intimidating part was the full enchanted netherite armor he wore on him. To have that much power required many long hours of work and sacrifice, but it was a price Sapnap was willing to pay.

And then there was the other man, Fundy, nicknamed The Fox for his ability to dodge and weave through enemies with ease. He looked a lot like Tubbo, except that he was older by a few years and had a deeper voice. He wore a black and gold trenchcoat with a matching hat; he had designed it himself and in his mind was the greatest outfit ever made. He was also often called upon to help with the building of new structures due to his skill at architecture and planning.

“Well what is this? We were just stopping by to ask Tubbo if he could help us with a project, but here’s Tommy Innit and the new guy, Wilbur Soot.” Sapnap said, raising an eyebrow at the potions in their hands. “What have you got there? Why all the potions?”

Wilbur didn’t know much about Sapnap, but a glance at Tommy’s eyes conveyed one thought to him: Heck.

Various Terms

Creeper- Green creature thing that hisses and then blows up, basically a walking tnt trap.

Skeleton- I think this is self-explanatory, skeletons with bows

Spider- Ok so like these are not your normal spiders, these are about 3 feet tall and maybe 2 ½ feet long, basically they’re big and a threat if you’re not careful.

Iron- Good for armor and tools

Diamond- Better for armor and tools

Netherite- Best for armor and tools (See a pattern here XD)

Redstone- A kind of thing you can mine that works as like the electricity for Minecraft

Lapis Lazuli- Another thing you can mine for enchanting armor with cool things

Emeralds- Can be used for currency or to just trade with villagers

Potions- Can be brewed for all sorts of things. Poison, Invisibility, Strength, Fire Resistance, etc.

Brewing Stands- What you use to brew potions

New Characters

Sapnap- 21 years old. Average height. Short black hair. Sapnap is a determined man, willing to go as far as he needs to accomplish his goals. Dream and George are his closest friends, and at one point was close with Tommy but due to reasons they parted ways. Skilled in bow and axe combat.

Brain Type: ISTJ

Fundy- 21 years old. Average height. Short brown hair. Fundy is a master planner, he can visualize designs and structures in his head and then replicate them perfectly. While he believes that words can win wars just as well as fighting, he doesn’t shy away from physical combat, and thus keeps himself in good physical shape and practices daily with the bow.

Brain Type: INTP

CHT-the Greatest Generation

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