This is actually three stories. But they're short and they happened on the same night.

I currently have about two friends. They're these two guys I went to school with a couple years ago. And we play Minecraft. It's fun. Kind of chaotic at times.

1. Dirt

I was breaking these two dirt blocks because it was a temporary structure they had used dirt for and they each ran past me, picking up the first dirt block then another I mined. So naturally I said, "I need dirt." 

What do they do?

They go with their efficiency V shovels, and freaking get full inventories of dirt. Both of them. Then they chase me with it to give it to me. Then they gave up. And then they blew up the dirt and part of the original house.

2. Scaffolding

They were trying to build a mob killing thing so they had this really tall tower with scaffolding to get up and make sure things were working right. I went up, said things weren't working right, and started back down. Before I got to the ground one of my friends started going up. Well then the second one broke the bottom scaffolding.

We kind of just stopped for a second and looked at him.

Luckily neither of us died. I was going down and my friend had feather falling.

3. Dog

I had a dog. And one of them killed it. So I got another dog and put it underground. Then one of them found it so I put it in a tree. I believe I still have a dog in a tree the guys are trying to find...