Adam's perv

"TAH HOW ARE WE GONNA GIT HOEM?" I asked Ty.
"WE HAVE TO CLIMB A MOUNTAIN TO GET TO A PORTAL TO HOME I HATE EVERYONE," Ty replied.
"Why?" Jason asked.
"BECAUSE KAY AND NOTCH TOLD ME TO IN MY DREEEMS."
"Gee," Ian said in an angry video game nerd voice. "Team Crafted has to climb the tallest mountain in the land to get to a portal that can transport them back to the world they originally came from? What is this, My Little Team Crafted?"
"OH MY GOD IAN STOP MAKING SHAMELESS PLUGS TO OTHER STORIES I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty hollered.
"Gee, what was Mango thinking?" Ian muttered in his angry video game nerd voice.
"Guys we do not have to do the thing anymore." Jerome said.
We all looked over.
The mountain was now a pile of ashes. Mitch was looking at us with his best poker face, which looked more like two lower case o's with an underscore in the center. Oh wait, this is a book, I can just write it. Mitch's poker face looked like this: o_o Ah, thank god for technology. Anyways, back to the burning mountain.
"Mitch, did you just burn the mountain down?" Jason asked.
"Gee, what was he thinking?" Ian muttered in angry video game nerd tone.
"OH MY GOD IAN STOP WITH THE VOICE ALREADY I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty screamed.
"I hate everyone? Why not everybody? Gee, what were you thinking?" Ian angrily video game nerded on.
"Mitch, um, how do you even burn a mountain?" Jason asked confusedly.
"Because!" Mitch said matter-of-factly, crossing his arms and smirking. "The cold never bothered me anyway."
"Mitch that made no sense." Jerome told Mitch.
"Good job, Leo!" I praised. "Now we can get to the portal."
Sure enough, the portal was conveniently sitting on top of the pile of ash.
"Let's go!" Mitch declared.
Lolnope, the evil, bone-chilling voice said, and suddenly there were wither skeletons all around us.
And suddenly our weapons were gone.
And suddenly we were being taken to a cave.
And suddenly the owner of the evil voice stood before us in the cave.
"OH MY GOD HEROBRINE NOBODY LIKES YOU I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty yelled at the owner, who by the way was Herobrine.
"This book is a load of feces," Ian muttered. He was probably never going to stop with that voice. He was a lot more bipolar than I thought. Gee, what was he thinking?