Crafty Girls Fanfic: Angle of Darkness: Part 1

Clove smashed her fist into the sturdy bark and recoiled quickly as sharp pain shot through her arm and pinched her nerves. She huffed in frusteration. This had never happened before. Well, before she had fell from her tree house and crashed into a couple of apple trees before landing on her arm. Clove sighed in frusteration again and rubbed the soreness away. Why did she have to forget to use shift while she was working on another extension to her house? Why did she have to make her house in the tallest jungle tree she could grow? Oh yeah, to be safe from the mobs, that's why.
The faimiler chirping of her friendly rainbow patterened enderman drew closer as Skittlez teleported to her. "What is it this time Skittlez?" Clove asked. The colorful enderman chirped a bit more in response. Clove imedatily perked up and smiled. "That's a great idea! I'll go and call him now." Skittlez chirped satisfyingly to himself and picked up his block of cobble, and teleported away again.
 Clove made a dash to her tree house. The sun filtered through the apple orchid's leaves, signing that it was about noon. The minecrafter made her way up the tall ladder, and onto the spiral staircase that lead to the front doors of the massive tree house. Once Clove was at the doors, she pushed a wooden button, triggering the redstone which sung the iron doors open, allowing for her to enter. Clove quickly slipped her iron sword off out of her belt and walked over to the phone. The device soon made the same rining tone as it alerted the Admin that somone was trying to reach him.

Barley was ripped away from his day dreams as he heard the phone ringing on his desk. He sighed in relife, knowing that it was just the phone, not one of the other Admins. He glanced at the caller I.D
Clove Endflame.
Barley scowled alittle. He didn't remember meeting any Clove in the lobby, but then again, so many players come and go now a days, it gets extremely difficult to keep track of them. Yes, the Admins had a list of all the players who played on the server, but Barley was too lazy to check it at this time. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear.
"Hello? Barley_Ball777 speaking."
"Hey, this is Clove."
Barley almost imeadlity remembered who it was. Clove Endflame. She joined the server just a few months ago. She had been lucky so far, considering that no one had greifed or trolled her yet. No wounder that Barley didn't remeber her almost imeadtly. She never calls, due to the lack of problems with the area she settled in.
"Oh! Clove! What's up? I haven't heard from you in, like, forever! Now, what seems to be the problem?"
"Well, I had fell from my house and landed on my arm. It's keeping me from working. Do you think you could help?"
Barley scowled into the phone. "Sorry. I'm just the Watch Admin. I don't have that kind of authority yet. You need to talk to Sunset, or one of the other Admins."
"Isn't atleast one of them on?"
"Nope. They're dealing with an important matter right now which contains claffiyed subjects that even I'm not allowed to know about."
"Let me guess; their holding a meeting."
"Ding ding ding, we have a winner."
Barley could hear Clove sigh into the phone. "Well, thanks for letting me know. When do you think that they'll be back on?"
"Soon hopefuly. I'm about ready to fall asleep."
Clove chuckled a bit. "Yeah. I'm getting tired of haveing this stupid injury keep me from working."
"I recomend haveing an apple or two. Maybe some steak. See if that helps." Barley wanted to contuine the conversation. Anything to keep him from his boredom. Unfortantly, another phone rang just as he finished his sentence. "Sounds like you've got work to do. I'd better not hold you up. Talk to you later?" Clove asked. "Yeah, talk to you later." Barley said and hung up.
The Watch Admin swung around in his chair and checked the caller I.D.
Tomboy77
Oh boy.
Barley cringed. He had gotten about six calls from her in the past week, and with each call, it seemed that the minecrafter was loseing her patience with the griefers that were constantly bombarding her and her friends. And fast.
Barley gingerly picked up the phone and held it up a couple of centimeters away from his ear. "Yes Tomboy? What happened this time?" He asked carefuly, not wanting to tick her off even more than she might already be.
"They did it again. Please, do something about it. It's obvious that they aern't going to stop." Tomboy's voice was a deadly calm as she talked.
Barley's heart just about stopped in its path. Non of the other Admins were here and he didn't have the authority to ban anyone yet. "Um..W-well, the other Admins arn't exactly here right now and they wouldn't tell me why and I can't ban anyone yet because I don't have the authority yet, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, pleaaaaaseee don't kill me!" Barley begged. There was an uncanny silence between the player and the Admin. Barley knew what was coming for him. A years worth of getting chewed out for not being able to do anything, but report the problem.
Instead of a rageing minecrafter, a deafted sigh flitered through the phone. "Alright. Just please, tell the other Admins as soon as you can." Barley relaxed a bit. "I will. You won't be griefed anymore as soon as they get back. I promise." The phone call ended with a simple click from the other side. Barley placed the phone back down and began writing on a sheet of nerby paper with a pen. 'Clove Endflame needs her arm healed, and Tomboy77 is still getting griefed.' He clipped the note up on the wall and leaned back in his chair. Hopefuly, this would be the last of the troubles for today.

Tomboy leaned against a wall of the wooden house and grimanced at the missing block of wood in the floor. That was going to bug her sooner or later." Well? Are the griefers going to get banned, or not?" Beans asked from the chest he was filling up again. "We have to wait. The only Admin on is the Watch Admin. The others are gone for some reason, and they wouldn't tell him why." Tomboy informed. TTsnim frowned and Alice crossed her arms over her chest. " Well, whatever the Admins are doing, I'm sure that it's for our beneifts." TTsnim said. She always perfered to look on the bright side of things.
The sound of the door opening could be heard, along with the frightened pleads of another player. The sounds drew closer, as Herobrine and Mr.Free entered the room. Herobrine had caught another griefer by the looks of it. The griefer looked white as a sheet, and trembled in fear. The greifer had black hair that looked a bit weird on the side of his head. He had a beard as well, and brown eyes. He had on just mainly black clothes. His shirt though had a pointed silver arch on it. He had on dark blue gloves and dark blue boots as well. A gold and purple amult was wrapped around his neck.
"Please don't hurt me! I wasn't griefing! I swear to Notch I wasn't!" The minecrafter begged. Tomboy's eyes widened as she reconized the player. "You're AntVenom!" She exclaimed and broke into a grin. The player looked up at her. "Yes. Yes I am, now if you don't mind, could you please tell him to let me go? I wasn't trying to do anything! I was just passing by!" The youtuber asked. " He was planning on stealing your things while you went mineing." Herobrine explained. " No I wasn't." "Tssss." Mr.Free agreed with Herobrine. "That sounds like griefing to me." Alice said. Beans pulled out an iron sword and pressed it against AntVenom's neck. "Were you, or were you not about to grief us. If you don't tell the truth, well, let's just say that it won't be pretty." Beans threatened. Ant paniciked. "Okay, okay! So I was going to grief you, but obivoulsy I can't now." Beans withdrew his sword and sheathed it. "See? No one has to die if you just tell the truth." "Tssssss..." Mr.Free hissed from his postion in the room. "The sun's going to set soon." TTsnim translated. AntVenom cringed a bit. " We are NOT letting him stay." Beans snapped. " Oh, comon! This is AntVenom we're talking about! He's practicly famous! We can let him stay for one night, right?" Tomboy begged. " Please?" TTsnim added. Beans glared at the two. " One night. That's it." He said, and stormed off to go and refill the other chests that had been griefied. Herobrine let go of AntVenom. "I'm goning to go and farm for a bit." Herobrine informed and left the house. " Thank you. I really owe you one." AntVenom sighed. Tomboy shrugged it off. " It's fine. There should be a few extra bedrooms in the house. Mr.Free will show you where they are. "Tsss!" The derped creeper protested. "Comon Free. He is our guest after all." TTsnim said. Mr.Free slumped and walked over to AntVenom and gave him a short tour around the house. Once AntVenom and Mr.Free were out of earshot, Tomboy, Alice, and TTsnim grinned at eachother. " Well, things just got intresting!" Alice said.