Fanon:The 3 Nubs (Part 1)

The 3 Noobs (Part 1)
HerrmooPeople and Moovron Swiftfoot watched jealously as ThePokegeek5000 had his daily bowl of rice. It was a luxury that everyone longed to have, as rice was well known as the best food in this server. But as HerrmooPeople and Moovron were servants, they almost never got any. The higher ranked servant, Witherboss got some about once every two weeks. HerrmooPeople and Moovron got some once every 6 weeks. It was a tough life, but they managed. Mainly by doing this. “O great master Pokegeek5000-” “YOU DIDN’T SAY THE!!!! ARGH!!! Leave the room this instant!!” Well, that wasn’t the way they managed. Usually it went more like this: “O great master ThePokegeek5000, we bow down to you. Also, it has been a while since we had any rice. May we please have some??” Poke got flattered and gave them rice, even though they had had some last week. (He had a bad memory.) But with their masters rage right now, HerrmooPeople was sure they weren’t gonna get any for a while…

Weezel sat down to his breakfast of rice. He could only afford to have it once a week, but it was a great luxury that he always was happy for. He knew that some others didn’t have the luck to have rice, so he always said thanks to the great god Sidney (And to Mc Grabby) before eating. When he went outside, a bull came rushing at him. Weezel sighed, and put down a pit trap right where the bull was headed. With obvious practice, Weezel put the spike right where it would kill the bull. But before it did, a player zoomed across the screen, then did what would have been a insta kill on a player and stole the gold. Hackers, thought Weezel.

Saltcanmoo was enjoying a nice bowl of rice. It wasn’t that he was rich, it was that he lived in his brother Weezel’s basement. And Weezel had rice. Not much of it, but enough so that Saltcanmoo didn’t go crazy in his longing for it. Just then Weezel burst down the stairs. He saw Saltcanmoo eating his rice. As most people would in this situation, he got angry. :/ “WHAT THE MOOO ARE YOU DOING EATING MY RICE!?!?!” Saltcanmoo hesitated. “Um… If you say so???” That wasn’t the right thing to say. “THAT’S MY TAGLINE, DARN IT!! COPY CAT!!! ALSO, NO ONE GETS AWAY WITH EATING MY RICE!!!!” That had been a week ago. Saltcanmoo had since fled the house. He hadn’t had rice in that entire time, and had been treated terribly. He sighed, and realized that this could be the rest of his life. And that was when he saw the hacker.

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