You and the dsmp all went on a camping trip directed by none other, Wilbur soot. After the tedious road trip of several complaints along with the hassle of setting up the tent, Wilbur proudly stood on a log presenting the biome to the unamused faces below him.

“Here, right here! All yours needs will be met—“

“IM HUNGRY!” You interrupted loudly as you jabbed your stick in the ground.

“IN A MINUTE!!!” Wilbue angrily shouts as the others gave you a glance to not ruin Wilbur's moment.