A/N Younger Drake.

Drake walked into the next room in the underground base to find a skeleton, zombie and an endermen all sitting around a table.

Walking closer to them, Drake asked rather hesitantly, "can I join you?"

The mobs looked at Drake, at each other and back at Drake before nodding.

The half-endermen sighed with relief and moved to sit on the vacant chair in between the zombie and the endermen.

The zombie didn't bother looking up from his Gameboy as Drake looked at him curiously, his mismatched eyes wide in some confusion. The mage, seeing as the zombie was clearly not in the mood to talk to him (or even capable of talking for that matter), turned to the endermen on his side, who was fixing his bowtie with the air of a professional.

When finished with his bowtie, the endermen turned to the ever patient hybrid mage and fell into a light chat with him, if you could even call it that with the hideous screeching noises they both made.

The skeleton (known as Frank) looked up from where he was sitting reading his book and stared at the other strange misfit creatures who sat across from him with his eyeless sockets.

"Anyone up for chocolate?" he asked in a raspy, yet excited voice.

Drake, Bart and Dave all cheered, and started laughing when Dave's head fell off, only stopping when Steven came in just then with a slight growl on his face.

Walking over to the decapited zombie, the pure human grabbed the head from off the ground and put it firmly back in place on top the zombie's head. Dave gave a grunt of gratitude before returning to his game.

His Gameboy promptly fizzed and died.

Dave stared at it uncomprehendingly.

Everything was silent until Drake snorted slightly. Then Bart started screeching and it wasn't long before even Steven started to chuckle loudly as well.

Poor Dave.

Frank sighed, and sneaked off amidst the following laughter to find and eat the chocolate all for himself.

A/N Happy Easter, mates.