Part 5 of my (still untitled) Mindcrack Fanfic
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mindcrackloveOkay, I lied. It's coming out tonight instead. I just can't stop writing! Here is part five. Hope you enjoy! :D
Part 4
Part 3
Again, this one is also rather long. (actually, it's quite long; make sure you have time before you start reading) Like I said, this story has been writing itself!
Anna’s POV
“Doc!” Beef shouted as we stepped out of the nether into what seemed to be a sprawling jungle complex. There was a short flash of light and a loud “Crack!” just in front of us. I blinked. Suddenly, there was a man standing there. Upon closer inspection though, I realized that this was not a man. His face reminded me of the creepy armless green things I had encountered on my trip through the woods, but half of it was covered with metal plate and screws. He had arms, of course, so he couldn’t be too closely related to those things, and he wore a lab coat, which furthered my suspicions that he had not always been this way. Beef did say he was a scientist…
“Beef!” Doc smiled warmly, “What are you doing here? And who is this?” He turned his attention to me and showed a friendly face. He had a definite accent, of which I couldn’t identify… German, maybe? Yes, I think that’s right.
“This is Anna,” Beef said, “And she’s the reason I came to talk to you. You see, Anna showed up here yesterday and, well, none of us knows how she got here. She said something about having a weird dream and just waking up here the next morning. Do you know anything about stuff like that?”
Doc furrowed his brow in thought, “Hmm. It sounds to me like some sort of teleportation, but I’m not sure what to say from there. There could be a million possibilities.” He turned and started walking down one of the jungle bridges, “Follow me.”
He led us to a room full of books, high up in the trees. There was a strange looking table in the center, with a book that seemed to be floating and spinning of its own accord just above it. Doc walked up to a seat in the corner and sat down. Beef and I sat in chairs on the other side of the strange table.
“So, what exactly can you remember from that night? Can you tell us about the dream?” He asked.
“Well…” I thought for a moment. I can’t tell him I was having dreams about Beef; that would be too awkward! But, then again, he was having dreams about me… Maybe… Finally I spoke. “Okay. The dream started out in front of this forested area, with a stream running through it. Only, it was made out of blocks, like everything here. That’s not how life was back at home. Anyway, I was looking out at this forest, and it was so peaceful. I felt calm and safe and relaxed… like nothing in the world could ever hurt me.” I took a deep breath and continued, “And then, this man put his hand on my shoulder, and I turned around and he smiled at me...” I couldn’t help the small grin on my face. “And we walked up to this big thing made out of stone. It was some kind of building…” I left out certain details to keep the identity of this dream hidden. I looked over at Beef, who had a strange look on his face. It was something of confusion mixed with amusement and fear; a very strange combination indeed.
“What did this man look like?” Doc asked, also aware of the sudden tension in the room.
“Um…” I hesitated, glanced once more at Beef’s peculiar expression, and then stared at my feet. “Well… he was…” I tried to think of how to say it with as little details as possible, “kinda tall, big shoulders, dark hair...”
“It was me, wasn’t it?” Beef said. I sighed. I had known he would guess it. I didn’t look up.
“Beef was in your dream?” Doc said, not sounding very surprised actually.
Finally I looked up at Doc, unable to meet Beef’s eyes. “Yes, that’s true, but I’m not the only one who’s been having dreams!”
“What? That’s not… How did you know?” Beef seemed embarrassed.
“I kinda overheard your talk with Guude…” I said softly, returning my gaze to my feet.
“Well, Beef? Would you care to tell us about your dreams?” Doc seemed to be turning into more of a ‘Dr. Phil’ than a scientist. I would have found it funny, were it not for the butterflies in my stomach.
“eh…” Beef scratched his head and stared into space. It was his turn to feel nervous now. “It sorta started out the same way hers did. I was standing in the castle courtyard, the side that faces the trees, and she was just standing there in front of me. I walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder… And then she looked up and smiled at me.” He paused, met my eyes for the tiniest moment, and looked away. I followed suit. This was starting to get really awkward.
“We walked back to the castle, and then…” he stopped and the confused look returned to his face, “She was gone. Just like that. Disappeared.”
“Hmm.” Doc thought for a moment. The silence was deafening. Beef and I couldn’t even look at each other. I hoped we would at least be able to figure something out. Suddenly Doc broke the silence, “Are you sure nothing happened the night before you had the dream? Nothing out of the ordinary?”
“I’m pretty sure…” I thought for a moment, and then it hit me. “Oh! The shooting star!”
“Shooting star?” Doc had realization showing on his face.
“Yes, the night before I had that dream, I saw a shooting star. So of course I made a wish…” I briefly considered telling them the entirety of the wish… and decided against it. “That I would be anywhere but there. Somewhere no one could find me.” Well, that was partial truth anyway.
“Ah!” Doc stood up and started looking through the shelves of books. “Here we are.” He said, pulling out a particularly dusty book that looked like it hadn’t been touched in years. “There is a theory, though it is all speculation, that there is another dimension. Not like a different server, but a completely separate place from ours. There are all kinds of stories of strange people showing up with strange tales and even stranger objects. One rumor states that we discovered most of those smaller redstone machines from these, ‘other-worldly’ people.” He looked down at his book and skimmed the pages until he found something. “Here. ‘Shooting stars are rumored to have the ability to grant wishes, which often involve transitioning people and objects to and from the fabled, ‘other dimension’.” Doc looked up at us, “So there you have it. You made a wish and it was granted. You are in another world, somewhere that no one of your old life can find you.”
“But how do I get home?” I was worried now. If I had gotten here by making a wish, how would I get the chance to make another one?
“Well…” Doc hesitated and pondered for a few seconds, “I’m not sure. I’ll have to work on that one, but I must warn you, I can’t guarantee anything. There might not be a way to get back to your old world without another wish.”
Great. One more thing I have to think about. I knew I couldn’t leave Max by himself with Uncle Harold, who never gave a second thought of our wellbeing. There was no telling the trouble Max could get into without someone to look after him. I pondered all this in the few seconds it took Doc to put the book back where it belonged and return to his chair.
“As for the dreams,” Doc continued, “they probably don’t mean much. Sometimes there is a kind of connection between two people, for seemingly no reason. Energy and information floating around in space often get tangled with each other, to produce some very unusual effects. I guess something about the transition from your world to ours caused a spike of energy that Beef happened to intercept. It bounced back to you, and there are your dreams.”
Beef nodded. “Okay, well I guess that’s all we need to know. Thanks.” He stood up, still avoiding my eyes. “I’ll come back if anything else weird happens.”
“Okay. Welcome to Mindcrack, by the way.” Doc smiled at me.
“Mindcrack?” I asked.
“That’s the name of the server.” Beef explained, though he still wouldn’t look right at me. I could tell things were going to be a little bit awkward for a while.
“Server?” I was even more confused. I had barely been able to grasp the whole energy-dimension thing Doc had talked about, but this was so different I couldn’t even comprehend it.
Beef chuckled, which made me feel a little bit better. “You’ve got a lot to learn.”
Bdoubleo’s POV
“Hey Generik!” I shouted to the floor. I hoped he would be able to hear me from the basement.
“Yeah?”
“What happened to that map of the spawn village?”
“Um…” I could hear the opening and closing of chests and the rustling of various objects being moved. “It’s around here somewhere.”
I sighed. Leave it to Generik to lose anything and everything that passes through his hands. It was undoubtedly hidden somewhere in the midst of the unsystematic, haphazard state of the chests he took charge of. I walked to the corner, waited for the secret door to open, and started down the stairs to the basement. “Here’s a question,” I said when the storage room came into view, “why is it not in the map chest?”
“Well…” he scratched his head, glancing around aimlessly as if the map would suddenly appear on one of the walls, “I know I had it yesterday.”
“Why don’t you go upstairs and count the emeralds? I’ll find it.” I began sifting through the completely randomized items of the first chest.
After a few minutes of fruitless searching, I heard a shout from upstairs. “Hey! Some of our emerald blocks are missing!”
I rushed upstairs to see for myself. “How many? We had like a chest and a half of stacks…”
“Yep. There’s only ten stacks left. Somebody found our hideout. Somebody’s gonna pay.”
“You sure it wasn’t Millbee?” I asked. I had never really been fond of the rainbow sheep.
“Naw, he’s trying to get on our good side. Besides, wasn’t he surveying Beef’s castle? He hasn’t been back here since Tuesday.”
“Guude doesn’t know where we are, does he? He’s neutral about the trial though.”
“Yeah, I don’t think Guude is much on our side anymore. But no, I don’t think he could have found us. He’s been really busy lately.”
“Yeah, busy with all his new friends…” I said, more to myself than to Genny.
“Dude, you’re still upset over that? You don’t need him anymore. You’ve got the B-Team! You’ve got me!”
“Mhmhmm. Because that’s such an improvement.” I was only joking of course, but Genny and I had been a little bit disconnected lately. Maybe this whole, ‘World Domination’ thing wasn’t for me after all…
“Pfft. Funny.” He smiled, punched me in the arm, and turned back to the now almost-empty chest of emeralds.
“Well, who could have found us?” I asked, not expecting an answer.
“You don’t think it could have been…” his voice tapered off.
“Oh, him? No, he’s long gone. There’s no way he made it back here…” I became quiet too, for the sound behind us. The soft tapping of an impatient foot. Slowly we both turned around, to see…
“Etho?” Generik said, confused.
“No, you idiot, it’s Erik. These are Etho’s clothes, so that I won’t look suspicious if anyone sees me. And it seems to be working already.”
“How did you find us?” I was immediately suspicious. Erik had been a lot of help to us before, especially for anything that involved staying hidden. He had a pretty good mind for schemes, too. But, the entire time, he always seemed to have his own agenda, focused more on his own benefit rather than the good of the whole group.
“It wasn’t that hard. You two are pretty predictable; always going in the same circles, the same techniques, the same strategy…”
“And you think you could’ve done better? We didn’t need you. We’re doing just fine without you.” I spoke the words, but I knew he was right. We were lost without him.
“Is that so? Well then, I guess you won’t be missing these emeralds…”
“Hey! Give those back!” Genny said.
“On one condition.” Erik leaned over the table for dramatic effect, “Let me help you. I have got one heck of an opportunity here.”
I was highly suspicious. “Why should we trust you? You disappeared on us after the trial.”
“That’s true…” he said, pulling out an emerald and turning it over and over in his hand, taunting us.
“Okay, okay, we’ll listen to your idea. Just gimme those blocks back!” Generik reached over the table and swiped for the emerald, but Erik was too fast. He was Etho’s twin, after all.
“Wait! I tell you the idea first, and then you get your precious emeralds.”
Genny let out a frustrated huff. “Fine. What’s this big idea?”
“Okay. You two probably haven’t heard about this yet, being stuck down here, but something weird is going on up there.”
“Weird? Weird like how?” I wondered if he might be making it all up… but I guess it didn’t hurt to listen, anyway.
“Weird like, ‘girl-shows-up-at-spawn-with-no-idea-how-s
I raised my eyebrows. This didn’t sound normal, not in the slightest. “What? What happened?”
“Well, from my understanding, Anderz was the first one to see her. He freaked out, of course, and notified everyone else. They talked to her, and Team Nancy Drew didn’t trust her story, so they told her to get lost.”
“And now she’s… wandering in the wilderness somewhere? How are we gonna find her? She could be halfway to the farlands by now.” Generik had a point. There didn’t seem to be much structure to this plan.
“Actually, that’s the thing. I know where she is. You see, the story really gets weirder from there, but trust me, this is big. I've been thinking about your plan to turn Beef’s castle into a casino and resort, and…”
“Wait, wait, how did you know about that?” I said, now even more confused.
He laughed. “You think this is the first time I’ve been here since the trial? You can’t hide anything from me. Anyway, the idea I had was…”
“What’s going on?” Millbee stood in the doorway, “Erik? I thought you’d left!”
“Yeah, yeah, Erik’s back, there’s a plan, there are emeralds involved and something with Beef’s castle. Now that we’re all caught up…” Generik was cut off by Millbee.
“Funny you should mention Beef’s castle. You won’t believe what’s going on up there. This girl showed up, and now she’s…” Millbee didn’t get to finish his sentence either, because now Erik had something to say.
“Right, I was just getting to that. This girl somehow found her way to Beef’s castle and, no surprise, Beef let her stay. He got Guude to agree that she could hang around, and then he went off to see what Doc knew about the whole ‘teleportation’ thing, but by then I had left and was on my way here.”
“So… she’s with Beef?” I was still confused. What did this have to do with the casino idea?
“Yes, she’s with Beef, and since we’ve been looking at Beef’s castle, I think this definitely serves multiple purposes.” said Erik.
“I still don’t get it.” Generik looked just as confused as I was. “What does she have to do with anything?”
Millbee stared into space, thinking. Suddenly, something hit him. “Oh! I know what you’re thinking! Wow, hmm.” he paused and looked at me, “This could possibly be either a very good or a very bad idea.”
Part 4
Part 3
Again, this one is also rather long. (actually, it's quite long; make sure you have time before you start reading) Like I said, this story has been writing itself!
Anna’s POV
“Doc!” Beef shouted as we stepped out of the nether into what seemed to be a sprawling jungle complex. There was a short flash of light and a loud “Crack!” just in front of us. I blinked. Suddenly, there was a man standing there. Upon closer inspection though, I realized that this was not a man. His face reminded me of the creepy armless green things I had encountered on my trip through the woods, but half of it was covered with metal plate and screws. He had arms, of course, so he couldn’t be too closely related to those things, and he wore a lab coat, which furthered my suspicions that he had not always been this way. Beef did say he was a scientist…
“Beef!” Doc smiled warmly, “What are you doing here? And who is this?” He turned his attention to me and showed a friendly face. He had a definite accent, of which I couldn’t identify… German, maybe? Yes, I think that’s right.
“This is Anna,” Beef said, “And she’s the reason I came to talk to you. You see, Anna showed up here yesterday and, well, none of us knows how she got here. She said something about having a weird dream and just waking up here the next morning. Do you know anything about stuff like that?”
Doc furrowed his brow in thought, “Hmm. It sounds to me like some sort of teleportation, but I’m not sure what to say from there. There could be a million possibilities.” He turned and started walking down one of the jungle bridges, “Follow me.”
He led us to a room full of books, high up in the trees. There was a strange looking table in the center, with a book that seemed to be floating and spinning of its own accord just above it. Doc walked up to a seat in the corner and sat down. Beef and I sat in chairs on the other side of the strange table.
“So, what exactly can you remember from that night? Can you tell us about the dream?” He asked.
“Well…” I thought for a moment. I can’t tell him I was having dreams about Beef; that would be too awkward! But, then again, he was having dreams about me… Maybe… Finally I spoke. “Okay. The dream started out in front of this forested area, with a stream running through it. Only, it was made out of blocks, like everything here. That’s not how life was back at home. Anyway, I was looking out at this forest, and it was so peaceful. I felt calm and safe and relaxed… like nothing in the world could ever hurt me.” I took a deep breath and continued, “And then, this man put his hand on my shoulder, and I turned around and he smiled at me...” I couldn’t help the small grin on my face. “And we walked up to this big thing made out of stone. It was some kind of building…” I left out certain details to keep the identity of this dream hidden. I looked over at Beef, who had a strange look on his face. It was something of confusion mixed with amusement and fear; a very strange combination indeed.
“What did this man look like?” Doc asked, also aware of the sudden tension in the room.
“Um…” I hesitated, glanced once more at Beef’s peculiar expression, and then stared at my feet. “Well… he was…” I tried to think of how to say it with as little details as possible, “kinda tall, big shoulders, dark hair...”
“It was me, wasn’t it?” Beef said. I sighed. I had known he would guess it. I didn’t look up.
“Beef was in your dream?” Doc said, not sounding very surprised actually.
Finally I looked up at Doc, unable to meet Beef’s eyes. “Yes, that’s true, but I’m not the only one who’s been having dreams!”
“What? That’s not… How did you know?” Beef seemed embarrassed.
“I kinda overheard your talk with Guude…” I said softly, returning my gaze to my feet.
“Well, Beef? Would you care to tell us about your dreams?” Doc seemed to be turning into more of a ‘Dr. Phil’ than a scientist. I would have found it funny, were it not for the butterflies in my stomach.
“eh…” Beef scratched his head and stared into space. It was his turn to feel nervous now. “It sorta started out the same way hers did. I was standing in the castle courtyard, the side that faces the trees, and she was just standing there in front of me. I walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder… And then she looked up and smiled at me.” He paused, met my eyes for the tiniest moment, and looked away. I followed suit. This was starting to get really awkward.
“We walked back to the castle, and then…” he stopped and the confused look returned to his face, “She was gone. Just like that. Disappeared.”
“Hmm.” Doc thought for a moment. The silence was deafening. Beef and I couldn’t even look at each other. I hoped we would at least be able to figure something out. Suddenly Doc broke the silence, “Are you sure nothing happened the night before you had the dream? Nothing out of the ordinary?”
“I’m pretty sure…” I thought for a moment, and then it hit me. “Oh! The shooting star!”
“Shooting star?” Doc had realization showing on his face.
“Yes, the night before I had that dream, I saw a shooting star. So of course I made a wish…” I briefly considered telling them the entirety of the wish… and decided against it. “That I would be anywhere but there. Somewhere no one could find me.” Well, that was partial truth anyway.
“Ah!” Doc stood up and started looking through the shelves of books. “Here we are.” He said, pulling out a particularly dusty book that looked like it hadn’t been touched in years. “There is a theory, though it is all speculation, that there is another dimension. Not like a different server, but a completely separate place from ours. There are all kinds of stories of strange people showing up with strange tales and even stranger objects. One rumor states that we discovered most of those smaller redstone machines from these, ‘other-worldly’ people.” He looked down at his book and skimmed the pages until he found something. “Here. ‘Shooting stars are rumored to have the ability to grant wishes, which often involve transitioning people and objects to and from the fabled, ‘other dimension’.” Doc looked up at us, “So there you have it. You made a wish and it was granted. You are in another world, somewhere that no one of your old life can find you.”
“But how do I get home?” I was worried now. If I had gotten here by making a wish, how would I get the chance to make another one?
“Well…” Doc hesitated and pondered for a few seconds, “I’m not sure. I’ll have to work on that one, but I must warn you, I can’t guarantee anything. There might not be a way to get back to your old world without another wish.”
Great. One more thing I have to think about. I knew I couldn’t leave Max by himself with Uncle Harold, who never gave a second thought of our wellbeing. There was no telling the trouble Max could get into without someone to look after him. I pondered all this in the few seconds it took Doc to put the book back where it belonged and return to his chair.
“As for the dreams,” Doc continued, “they probably don’t mean much. Sometimes there is a kind of connection between two people, for seemingly no reason. Energy and information floating around in space often get tangled with each other, to produce some very unusual effects. I guess something about the transition from your world to ours caused a spike of energy that Beef happened to intercept. It bounced back to you, and there are your dreams.”
Beef nodded. “Okay, well I guess that’s all we need to know. Thanks.” He stood up, still avoiding my eyes. “I’ll come back if anything else weird happens.”
“Okay. Welcome to Mindcrack, by the way.” Doc smiled at me.
“Mindcrack?” I asked.
“That’s the name of the server.” Beef explained, though he still wouldn’t look right at me. I could tell things were going to be a little bit awkward for a while.
“Server?” I was even more confused. I had barely been able to grasp the whole energy-dimension thing Doc had talked about, but this was so different I couldn’t even comprehend it.
Beef chuckled, which made me feel a little bit better. “You’ve got a lot to learn.”
Bdoubleo’s POV
“Hey Generik!” I shouted to the floor. I hoped he would be able to hear me from the basement.
“Yeah?”
“What happened to that map of the spawn village?”
“Um…” I could hear the opening and closing of chests and the rustling of various objects being moved. “It’s around here somewhere.”
I sighed. Leave it to Generik to lose anything and everything that passes through his hands. It was undoubtedly hidden somewhere in the midst of the unsystematic, haphazard state of the chests he took charge of. I walked to the corner, waited for the secret door to open, and started down the stairs to the basement. “Here’s a question,” I said when the storage room came into view, “why is it not in the map chest?”
“Well…” he scratched his head, glancing around aimlessly as if the map would suddenly appear on one of the walls, “I know I had it yesterday.”
“Why don’t you go upstairs and count the emeralds? I’ll find it.” I began sifting through the completely randomized items of the first chest.
After a few minutes of fruitless searching, I heard a shout from upstairs. “Hey! Some of our emerald blocks are missing!”
I rushed upstairs to see for myself. “How many? We had like a chest and a half of stacks…”
“Yep. There’s only ten stacks left. Somebody found our hideout. Somebody’s gonna pay.”
“You sure it wasn’t Millbee?” I asked. I had never really been fond of the rainbow sheep.
“Naw, he’s trying to get on our good side. Besides, wasn’t he surveying Beef’s castle? He hasn’t been back here since Tuesday.”
“Guude doesn’t know where we are, does he? He’s neutral about the trial though.”
“Yeah, I don’t think Guude is much on our side anymore. But no, I don’t think he could have found us. He’s been really busy lately.”
“Yeah, busy with all his new friends…” I said, more to myself than to Genny.
“Dude, you’re still upset over that? You don’t need him anymore. You’ve got the B-Team! You’ve got me!”
“Mhmhmm. Because that’s such an improvement.” I was only joking of course, but Genny and I had been a little bit disconnected lately. Maybe this whole, ‘World Domination’ thing wasn’t for me after all…
“Pfft. Funny.” He smiled, punched me in the arm, and turned back to the now almost-empty chest of emeralds.
“Well, who could have found us?” I asked, not expecting an answer.
“You don’t think it could have been…” his voice tapered off.
“Oh, him? No, he’s long gone. There’s no way he made it back here…” I became quiet too, for the sound behind us. The soft tapping of an impatient foot. Slowly we both turned around, to see…
“Etho?” Generik said, confused.
“No, you idiot, it’s Erik. These are Etho’s clothes, so that I won’t look suspicious if anyone sees me. And it seems to be working already.”
“How did you find us?” I was immediately suspicious. Erik had been a lot of help to us before, especially for anything that involved staying hidden. He had a pretty good mind for schemes, too. But, the entire time, he always seemed to have his own agenda, focused more on his own benefit rather than the good of the whole group.
“It wasn’t that hard. You two are pretty predictable; always going in the same circles, the same techniques, the same strategy…”
“And you think you could’ve done better? We didn’t need you. We’re doing just fine without you.” I spoke the words, but I knew he was right. We were lost without him.
“Is that so? Well then, I guess you won’t be missing these emeralds…”
“Hey! Give those back!” Genny said.
“On one condition.” Erik leaned over the table for dramatic effect, “Let me help you. I have got one heck of an opportunity here.”
I was highly suspicious. “Why should we trust you? You disappeared on us after the trial.”
“That’s true…” he said, pulling out an emerald and turning it over and over in his hand, taunting us.
“Okay, okay, we’ll listen to your idea. Just gimme those blocks back!” Generik reached over the table and swiped for the emerald, but Erik was too fast. He was Etho’s twin, after all.
“Wait! I tell you the idea first, and then you get your precious emeralds.”
Genny let out a frustrated huff. “Fine. What’s this big idea?”
“Okay. You two probably haven’t heard about this yet, being stuck down here, but something weird is going on up there.”
“Weird? Weird like how?” I wondered if he might be making it all up… but I guess it didn’t hurt to listen, anyway.
“Weird like, ‘girl-shows-up-at-spawn-with-no-idea-how-s
I raised my eyebrows. This didn’t sound normal, not in the slightest. “What? What happened?”
“Well, from my understanding, Anderz was the first one to see her. He freaked out, of course, and notified everyone else. They talked to her, and Team Nancy Drew didn’t trust her story, so they told her to get lost.”
“And now she’s… wandering in the wilderness somewhere? How are we gonna find her? She could be halfway to the farlands by now.” Generik had a point. There didn’t seem to be much structure to this plan.
“Actually, that’s the thing. I know where she is. You see, the story really gets weirder from there, but trust me, this is big. I've been thinking about your plan to turn Beef’s castle into a casino and resort, and…”
“Wait, wait, how did you know about that?” I said, now even more confused.
He laughed. “You think this is the first time I’ve been here since the trial? You can’t hide anything from me. Anyway, the idea I had was…”
“What’s going on?” Millbee stood in the doorway, “Erik? I thought you’d left!”
“Yeah, yeah, Erik’s back, there’s a plan, there are emeralds involved and something with Beef’s castle. Now that we’re all caught up…” Generik was cut off by Millbee.
“Funny you should mention Beef’s castle. You won’t believe what’s going on up there. This girl showed up, and now she’s…” Millbee didn’t get to finish his sentence either, because now Erik had something to say.
“Right, I was just getting to that. This girl somehow found her way to Beef’s castle and, no surprise, Beef let her stay. He got Guude to agree that she could hang around, and then he went off to see what Doc knew about the whole ‘teleportation’ thing, but by then I had left and was on my way here.”
“So… she’s with Beef?” I was still confused. What did this have to do with the casino idea?
“Yes, she’s with Beef, and since we’ve been looking at Beef’s castle, I think this definitely serves multiple purposes.” said Erik.
“I still don’t get it.” Generik looked just as confused as I was. “What does she have to do with anything?”
Millbee stared into space, thinking. Suddenly, something hit him. “Oh! I know what you’re thinking! Wow, hmm.” he paused and looked at me, “This could possibly be either a very good or a very bad idea.”
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Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 01:39 pm (UTC)Ohhh the bteam, erik, milbee you bad guys what the hell are you up too...
Your writing these faster than I can read them xD I love it :3
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Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 03:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 04:04 pm (UTC)Hehe yeah bad actors they are ;L I always imagine bdubs in the bteam trying to be bad but if he didn accidentally do something bad he would be the first one rushing over to fix it :D he's too cute.
Erik is so fun. Now scince I read this I want a erik in the mindcrack server! Or maybe there is :0 etho didn't make the obsidian coffin and made bdubs loose his stuff... Erik did!!!
Dun dun duuunnn.. Conspiracy!
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Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 07:57 pm (UTC)I think it's great to come on here a see another
Part to this story :D I lol'd when I read Dr. Phil
Great job keep it up :P
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Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 07:59 pm (UTC)i'll sum it up here amazing story keep it up :D
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Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2013 09:39 pm (UTC)It really is a great story :D