This story is meant for the readers from the ItsJerryAndHarry forums.
Note for the people this story is dedicated to: So this is another plot that I scrapped. This was the first draft of what should happen in my other thread, however, I picked this up from my recycle bin and thought, this is good for my next story. I did a major remodel of the draft and here it is. Be warned that this is not a prequel or a sequel to the other story. Also, this is not entirely about the Meatball Club, I included friends. AND, forum peeps, feel free to review or comment in my forum profile, anywhere to express your comments or violent reactions.
Meatball 2's Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft, nor do I own the OCs. These are forum people acting as characters in this story. And there might be typos, I only used my phone to write this.
Meatball Moments
Chapter 1
Meanwhile at Hubble's castle/mansion/abode...
Hubble was sitting on a throne. It was only an ordinary chair, but he does what he likes. It was placed where anyone crosses. Standing at either side of him was Claire and Bunnie, his meatball butlers. They were his servants that do anything he wishes, but they aren't like other slaves, they do not follow everything the master wants. Roaming around in circles is Demonstar, fully armed and dangerous. He was the guard. His mansion was quite big, but only four residents are in it.
"Claire, make me a sandwich." Hubble ordered. Claire was in no mood to disobey, so she just walked to the kitchen and made one.
"Bunnie-"
Before he could say something else, the kitchen went boom. The oven exploded all of a sudden.
"Oh my god!" Demon raced to the burnt kitchen and frantically searched, but it was quickly ended when he saw her unharmed.
"What?" She barked. Demon shrugged and went back to his routine. Claire walked to Hubble and handed him the sandwich. He bit on it, and spat it out.
"It's burnt!" Hubble complained, throwing it on the floor.
"It's because it is true." Claire said with boredom etched on her voice.
"Bunnie, make me a sandwich."
"How about no." Bunnie resisted. Hubble stood up.
"Make me one!"
"No."
"You're fired."
Demonstar suddenly pushed him down.
"Don't do that to Bunnie!" He shouted.
Hubble regained balance, and pushed Demon.
"I'm your master!"
The two faced each other, getting closer until their distance is only two inches.
"Wanna fight?" Demonstar challenged.
"You got yourself one."
Demonstar picked the burnt sandwich and threw it at Hubble's face. Hubble returned fire by throwing it back but it hit Bunnie instead.
"You-" Bunnie charged and slapped both of them. Demon threw a bottle at Bunnie when she turned her back, but she abruptly went to another direction, evading the bottle. It hit Claire squarely on the nose. She joined the fight immediately. She threw a notebook at them.
Soon, the four were sheltered from each other. Hubble went behind his throne, Claire hid behind a desk, Bunnie jumped behind the other table, and Demon was at the corner, taking cover. They threw at each other everything they could find. Notebooks, books, logbooks, chairs, pens, brooms, everything. In some time they ran out of things, so the four engaged each other in hand to hand combat. They brawled. Bunnie was in a fight against Demon, and she had the upper hand. Demon didn't do anything aside from blocking her every punch. Meanwhile, Hubble has gone crazy and shoved Claire to the floor. He was about to stab her with a knife. Midway to actually stab her, the doorbell rang. They all paused to stare at the door, then suddenly straightened themselves. Hubble returned to his chair and the butlers went to their initial position. Demon slowly opened the door. It was the rest of the club.
The newcomers looked around in horror. The house was an absolute mess.
"Welcome." Hubble said in the most regal voice he could. "To my humble home."
"Okay, what the heck happened here?" Kick asked. Sera stepped on a burnt cabbage.
"It is part of a major…" Demon paused. "Remodel."
"A remodel?" Shadow wasn't convinced. "How about the food on the floor?"
Athens glanced at them with a big smile plastered on his face. "You were fighting again, aren't you?"
The four sighed. "Yes."
"This happens everyday. Aren't you tired of it?" Bacon asked.
"No." Bunnie replied.
"It's fun, actually." Claire added emotionlessly.
"It's a friendly fight." Hubble put his arms around the shoulders of his butlers. He grinned. The girls simply rolled their eyes.
Night fell. The Meatball Club was playing a game of UNO. The players put their cards on top of the others. Kick was the dealer, and he gets the cards betted when the deck runs out of cards, shuffles, and puts it back on the deck. After some time, it was Hubble's turn. The last card was yellow-nine. He had no yellow cards, nor a number nine. He got one from the deck. Unsatisfied, he took another. Then another. Then another, until he had a total of 23 cards until he came across a wild card.
"YEAH! GREEN!" he yelled at the next person, who was Claire. She put a card. Next was Demon, who laid the next card. Bunnie followed, and she put a switch card. Demon threw down a +4 card. Claire looked at it and smiled like an insane person.
"OH YEAH!" she jumped up when she put the card down. Hubble stared at it, not believing what he saw. He wanted to cry. The card was another +4. Everyone laughed at him.
"GET EIGHT!" Claire bellowed at him. He slowly took the 8 cards Kick handed to him.
The game ended abruptly when the TV got a flash report. Nyan was the news anchor. Nyan looked terrible, looking in the phone for incoming texts and reports, and panting heavily.
"Folks we have an immediate national emergency. Another nation is trying to get past our defenses and the army is failing. The Air Force is crippled at the moment because of the simultaneous attacks. Marines have been deployed, but they are already declared missing in action. The Navy is suffering the same fate as the Air Force. Our military is unprepared. Oh, folks news flash. They have invaded the National Palace, and have taken our leaders, JH, as hostage." Nyan shouted something the Club couldn't understand, and then the cameraman, shouted back. It was Awezome, and then the next scene showed the invading army just yards from them, and the two were running for their lives.
