A/N: OKAY, so there's this sort of countdown thing that's happening on Tumblr (and maybe other places but I have no idea) where you draw an art or write a thing of each episode everyday, counting down until the gloriousness of season two drops down on our doorsteps.

And seeing as how I can write faster than I can art, I decided to write a bunch of one-shots based on the prompts instead.

Each prompt is based on an episode of the first season with the last prompt on the last day being a sort of 'free-for-all'.

So... yeah, should be fun! :3

I've already finished the third day of the prompt and I'm HOPING to do every single day of the countdown.

Will I crash and burn or will I successfully do a chapter per day for the countdown without fail? Let's find out, shall we? :D

There will be multiple pairings (and by multiple, I mean a total of three) and I won't stick to a singular Jesse. I'll be doing either male, female, or I'll make it vague.

ON WITH THE SHOW!

Day One: The Order of the Stone

Jesse Used: Male

Pairing: None

Words: 1,995

Notes: What better way to start the countdown than with our favorite pig of all time? :3

OF PIGS AND MEN

Reuben had never been more afraid in his life.

Cowering behind his best friend, Reuben watched in fear as Jesse swung his wooden sword at the undead zombies that slowly made their way toward the two. Jesse seemed to be completely capable taking on any mob that dared come near them…

… At least until the wooden sword Jesse was using broke in his hands.

"Stupid wooden swords!" Jesse complained after the broken sword disappeared in a puff of smoke. With no other way to defend themselves, the boy and his pig slowly backed away from the onslaught of mobs that was coming ever closer to them.

Reuben oinked, looking up at his braver friend and waited for him to make a plan. If there was anyone that could get them out of this mess, it was Jesse.

After a spider jumped down from the cliff above them, Jesse whispered to Reuben as calmly as he could, "I know it's bad. I'll think of something."

The monsters continued to move toward them and Reuben looked at Jesse, watching his friend's face scrunch in concentration as if he was considering what few options they had.

"You're going to have to make a run for it, okay?" Jesse whispered to his pig. "I'll meet you back in town, I promise!"

Reuben squealed in protest, hoping his friend would change his mind and wouldn't be left all alone to defend himself without a sword.

But Jesse looked down at Reuben, mind made up and pointing toward the way they came. "Get outta here! NOW!"

Reuben looked frightfully at the mobs that were coming toward them before the pig squealed in terror as he ran passed all the mobs that were heading straight for Jesse. One zombie tried to take a slight swing at Reuben, but overall ignored the small animal as it continued to make their way toward the human.

Reuben continued to run, run, and run as fast as his stubby little legs could go. He continued dodging any mobs that he could see, but they were mostly uninterested in the small pig.

Eventually, Reuben finally stopped at the edge of a cliff and saw his destination in the distance. He noticed a beam of light that changed into a rainbow of colors and Reuben remembered that the Ocelots were building a rainbow beacon in the building contest his friends were in.

… Reuben oinked sadly as he realized they had lost yet again.

Jesse had been so confident and said that this was their year that they were going to take the building competition by storm. Reuben even remembered Jesse trying to cheer up his friend Olivia when she had a feeling they were going to lose like they always did.

Reuben wondered how Jesse was going to feel once he found out. Would Jesse be devastated? Would he be angry? Would his friend just shrug it off and claim that there was always next time? Reuben wasn't entirely sure what Jesse's reaction would be.

Glancing back towards the way he came, Reuben squealed worriedly as he wondered how Jesse was fairing. A part of Reuben wanted to go back and help his best friend, but the other part knew perfectly well that if he even tried to help Jesse, he'd be killed off so easily.

Still, every part of him wanted to run back toward where he left Jesse, to help his best friend to best of his abilities and make sure his best friend would survive for another day.

… If Jesse was still alive, that is.

No, no, no, Jesse was fine and he had escaped the horde of mobs. Jesse was perfectly fine and he was going to meet Reuben in town and they would enjoy Endercon despite the loss at the competition.

Everything was going to be just fine and no one was going to die.

Setting his sights on the town, Reuben quickly made his way off the cliff and headed toward the direction where all the buildings and the beam of light was shining from.

Passing through the opened gate, Reuben looked around nervously in hopes to see anyone he recognized. Unfortunately for the little piggy, every person he saw talking, walking around, or just having a good time was all unfamiliar to him.

Walking down the street, Reuben oinked softly to himself in self-reassurance that he would find his friends soon. It wouldn't take long at all, right?

Distracted by his thoughts, Reuben didn't even notice the person in front of him as he accidentally bumped into them from behind. Shaking away the light daze, he looked up and saw a long dark haired man with a beard and a dirty green robe turn around and glared down at him.

"Watch where you're going, pig!" The annoyed man yelled angrily as he pushed past Reuben and began walking down the street where Reuben had been. Reuben glanced sadly at the angry man, oinking to himself that he didn't mean to run into him.

Oh well, he'd probably never run into that guy ever again.

Continuing on his journey, Reuben passed by many stalls and many other people, none of whom he even recognized.

Reuben wondered briefly if he should ask someone for help when he remembered that no one would be able to understand him because he was just a pig.

Curse himself for not being able to speak the human language!

"Well, well, well, lookie what we got here."

Just as he heard a voice that sent shivers down Reuben's spine, he felt himself get picked up by the scruff of his neck and he met the eyes of mustachioed man with a little hat on his head and wearing a green shirt. The apron the man was wearing had some stains on it that Reuben didn't want to know the origins of.

"Good thing I ran into ya'. I was almost out meat to serve at my booth. It must my lucky day I ran into ya' when I did."

Reuben froze in fear.

The apron with questionable stains…

The mustache…

The tiny white hat…

Oh no!

Reuben had been found by a butcher!

The little pig squealed in fear, pleading to the terrifying man to let him go.

But the man was having none of that. "Eh, quit your whining. No one likes their food talking to them." The butcher smirked. "… And that's where I come in. I make sure the food shuts up."

Reuben couldn't even respond. He was too busy trembling in fear.

The butcher carried him over to a stall that had a massive pig head built behind it with banners of cooked pork chops hanging on both sides of the booth.

Reuben would have liked the cute pig made of pink wool if it wasn't for the stall of an evil butcher that was going to kill him.

The butcher went behind his booth and shoved Reuben down, causing Reuben to squeal in alarm, but the butcher ignored him as he called out to potential customers, "Getcha pork chops here! Fresh off the bone!"

Just as quickly Reuben was shoved down behind the booth, he felt himself get picked up and placed in front of the butcher. "Nothing sticks to your ribs quite like a juicy pork chop!" The evil man said before he took out a stone axe and held it threateningly in front of Reuben.

Reuben stared at the stone axe, too afraid to even speak as he felt his life flash before his eyes. If only he had more time with Jesse! If only he hadn't left his best friend to fend for himself in those woods!

If only he could see Jesse one last time…

"Reuben!" A familiar voice called out, and Reuben turned to see his best friend coming up to the butcher's stand, shocked that the evil man was about to cut Reuben down. Relief washed over the pig, but he still trembled in fear because of the axe still looming next to him.

The butcher groaned in annoyance. "What's the big idea? I'm trying to run a business here."

"That's my pig!" Jesse said, gesturing to Reuben.

"Oh really? Well, I found him out in the woods, so I think that makes him MY pig!"

That was a lie! The evil man took Reuben when he was looking for Jesse in town! The butcher was just lying so he could lay claim on Reuben's life!

"Not the fattest pig I've ever seen… but he should cook up really nice anyway."

"Give him to me. Now!" Jesse commanded, staring down the butcher threateningly.

"You wouldn't be threatening me, would you?" The butcher asked, almost as if he was scoffing at the very idea that some random guy having the nerve to do such a thing.

"What if I am?" Jesse challenged, almost daring the butcher to try something.

"I'm not interested in arguing with you," The evil man said, before he paused for a moment as if an idea crossed his mind. "I might be amenable to some kind of trade…" He looked at Jesse up and down before he shrugged. "Not that you look like you got much of value. I gotta get some kind of return on my investme-"

Before the man could even finish his sentence, Jesse pulled out a stone sword – Reuben wondered where he had gotten it – and pointed it at the evil man, eyes filled with conviction as he did so. "Give. Me. Back. My. Pig!" He said slowly, calmly, and threateningly. Jesse looked like he was very willing to go through with his threat if it meant saving his friend's life.

Reuben's heart warmed at the sight, feeling every ounce of joy he had in his little pig body when he realized that Jesse was doing it for all for him.

The butcher looked at Jesse in shock and fear. "All right you little maniac, fine. Take him, he's yours." The evil man shoved Reuben off his stall and onto the ground.

Jesse slipped his stone sword back into his inventory and turned away from the butcher, leading Reuben far away from the terrible, terrible stand. "C'mon Reuben."

Reuben walked as close as he could to his best friend, looking up at Jesse and oinked as if he was telling Jesse off. If Jesse had never told him to run away and abandon his best friend, then he would have never run into that evil butcher in the first place.

"I'm sorry, Reuben. I never should've let you run off in the woods," Jesse said, regret in his voice.

Reuben just oinked as if he accepted the apology. He knew Jesse was just trying to keep him out of harm's way, but Reuben still didn't like the thought of just leaving his best friend all alone.

Noticing something out of the corner of his eye, Reuben glanced over and saw the back of the bearded man that he had run into earlier. The man moved and he saw Olivia stand close to a chicken machine.

As Jesse wordlessly walked over to his friend, Reuben watched silently as he oinked sadly to himself.

Reuben wasn't angry at Jesse; he really, really wasn't. If anything, Reuben was angrier at himself.

If Reuben had stayed with his best friend, none of what happened with the butcher could have happened. He should have stayed with Jesse when all the mobs were surrounding them. Maybe he could have helped…

No… no, Reuben wouldn't have been any help at all. He probably would have cowered in fear as the mobs came and tried to kill them.

Reuben didn't want something like that to ever, ever, EVER happen again.

It was at that moment that Reuben vowed to himself that he never let Jesse go in alone to fight something all by himself…

... No matter what happened to Reuben himself.

A/N: And then episode four happened and everyone was sad.

Mmm, I think before I even got the game, the only thing I knew about MCSM was that the pig died. So it really wasn't a big shocking twist when it happened to me.

... Still didn't make me any less sad, though. :,D

Oh well, that's the first day done! What will the next one hold? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!