Kube's Perspective

Maybe Im just a cube. Maybe. Im not sure. All these legends say I could take on a Vorcubox, a feared creatures by cube and uncube alike. I might be dreaming now. Wake up! Well, Im not. Im just disappointed with myself right now. I head for a nearby forest to gather wood for our daily needs which might not be a tree. Probably, also not sure. Could be me being crazy again. Thanks, Cube Lord. 

(30 helpless and unmerciful minutes later..)

"Argh! Why me, why me?" I whine. Just another terrible day. Might be worse. Again, not sure at all if Im a cube or a random psycho being a crybaby. Also not sure at ALL. My last day might be better than today, which is now.

Cubins Perspective

"Wheres that crazy maniac?! Hes been gone for a total hour now." Cubin complains. He/she says Kubes name, calling him. No Kube. "Where could that bickyboxy be? (Cubixian slang ;3)" He/she shouts louder. Still another annoying silence. Last time... He/she shouts at the top of his/her lungs. Finally, a figure appears. But its not Kube. Then, I suddenly black out.

(Sorry for short chapter, this is also my first story. Pls do subscribe. Kachow!)