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I only wanted to revive Tommy. Not all of the deceased people on the server. And certainly not as children.
"Mr. Dream! Schlatt is trying to touch the lava again!" Wilbur shouted.
"Tattle tail," Schlatt yelled back.
I hugged Tommy closer to my chest. Praying to the gods he wouldn't awake. Mexican Dream, Wilbur, and Jschlatt all came back as toddlers. But Tommy came back as a baby. And he cried for nearly an hour until he fell asleep.
"Kids, calm down, please," I said softly. God, I hated kids.
"But he started it!" Schlatt yelled pointing at Wilbur.
"Nuh-uh!'
"Uh-huh!" The two children started to argue. I sighed.
I was honestly lucky that Mexican Dream was still sleeping.
"Mr. Dream, I'm hungry," MD said quietly.
Spoke too soon.
"Me too!" Wilbur said.
"I'm hungry too!" Schlatt piped up.
"Ok, Wilbur, can you hold Tommy?"
"Yup!" Wilbur said, he walked toward me and stretched his arms out. I handed him, Tommy. I could see him struggle a little but he eventually got it. I stood up and went over to the chest. I had ten potatoes and some books in the chest. Now, how do I make raw potatoes edible for small children?