Chapter 2: Unexpected Visitor

When she finally reached her home she smiled slightly. It was very small and snug, but lovely otherwise. She had somewhat clumsily managed to cut down a few trees. She used cobblestone for the base of the home, if there was one thing she had a lot of it was cobblestone. She doubted anyone would even know it was missing. Every day they brought home more of it.

Her father and all her older brothers all worked in the mine shaft. Her mother had of course been a miner type as well, although with all the children in the house she was often busy enough keeping them in line. Kaico herself was the outlier. Though she disliked admitting it. Where her siblings were born with pickaxes, she was with a book. She preferred designing when her siblings preferred caving.

Her father would have shipped her off long ago, however, her mother was quite protective of Kaico.

Kaico herself was only partially aware of this constant protection over her own life. She knew only that she had become a disappointment.

When Kaico got to the door of the house she was feeling tired and hungry. She slipped inside and remembered she was yet to find a torch to light the house, nor had she added the windows. Instead, she heaved the door open, stumbled through the darkness, and managed to tumble into her bed. She lay there staring at the ceiling, the book still clutched to her chest. Of course with her luck, she had trouble sleeping.

Sometime in the night, she heard a sound outside. It was a quiet whoosh. She groaned and got up, it was pitch dark inside, she peered through the windows of the door and saw nothing except the trees that ringed her home. Then suddenly she felt a presence behind her. She spun and saw pitch black, her eyes traveled upwards, and stopped when she saw the purple glow. She let out a small scream before realizing what it was.

She leaned against the door, breathing a huge sigh. "What are you doing here?" She asked the Ender.

It chirped at her and lay something down at her feet. Whatever it was it smelled familiar. She put a hand on it feeling its smooth surface and knew what it was.

A melon block.

Her stomach rumbled.

"You brought this for me?" She asked.

The Ender chirped in reply.

She smiled sleepily. "Thank you." She broke the block and stuffed melon into her mouth. The sweet taste flooded her senses. She sighed in relief, her hunger bar filled up again. Kaico hadn't had a melon in a long time, seeing they only grew in the jungle. Her family had settled in a plains biome when she had been quite young. Though they liked caving, they rarely traveled above ground. Once her mother had brought one home for them, though her brothers probably ate almost the whole thing.

She wondered how long it took the Ender to find this one. She put the rest in her inventory to save for later.

"I guess this is a thank you for earlier." She said quietly, feeling a renewed sense of tiredness, she had to awkwardly sidestep around the Ender to reach her bed. She lay down in it again, expecting the Ender to disappear. But it stayed inside her house. She was too tired to do anything though, so slowly she sunk into sleep.

Her dreams were jumbled things. She was building a house out of melons, but an Ender kept stealing them. Somewhere deep in her mind, she wondered if the Ender had stolen the melon from someone else. Mixed in were a few of her brothers. Her oldest brother Lucas along with another brother Tanner. She missed them.

When she woke up again, daylight was streaming into the house from the single window. The Ender was gone, Kaico wasn't sure if she was disappointed or relieved. She pulled herself up and found that the book had fallen to the floor. Otherwise, everything was the same as before. She could almost believe she had had a strange dream, except that she still had the melon slices.

She was starting to become hungry again, but she knew it would be smarter to use them to make seeds. She shook her head slightly and somewhat mournfully crafted all but one. The last one she stuffed into her mouth. A small smile on her face.

She knew she wouldn't stay here forever, in the tiny house. Sooner or later she would have to move again, but for today she felt she could stay there forever.