Author's Note: HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! A SEQUEL! TO T.G.U.D! YAAAAAY! MORE FREAKING WRITING FOR MEEEEEE!

Knight Peculiar smiled as he walked along the large open training fields. After the Sands War, and the defeat of Israphel, many cadet knights had signed up for becoming an elite defender of Minecraftia's mainland. The Icarian teenagers were armoured with iron chestplates, battle-worn but still worthy of use. Swords clashed and cries rang out from the trainers, one to each sparring pair.

Sidestepping swiftly to the right in order to avoid a slightly clumsy blow, Peculiar placed his hands behind his back as he paced, his mind drifting back to the past. Israphel's cruelty had no end, the pale-faced creeper-man having left KP to burn in the green lava for all eternity. It was by sheer luck that the night had saved himself. How he had gathered the strength to clamber out of that hellhole, he had no idea.

But the war was long gone, a mere prominent memory. New Mistral was now standing, surrounded by Swampy Bogbeard's moved forest. The Skylords had been re-established. All was well.

"Verigan!" called out a voice.

Peculiar turned to be greeted by the ever-beautiful face of Daisy Duke. Trailing behind her was a young man with messy brown hair and clever blue eyes. An iron sword swung at his side. This was Knight Jason, the newest knight in Icaria, and also the youngest, at just sixteen.

"Hello, Daisy," smiled Peculiar, embracing his fiance.

"Er, just wanted to say congratulations," said Jason sheepishly. "Um, yeah..."

"When did you hear the news, today?" said Daisy, laughing.

Jason ducked his head. "Ummm..."

Peculiar laughed, too. "Well, Jason, I hear that you're leading a spawner party tomorrow, hm?"

Jason's head jerked up nervously. "Umm, yeah. There's a spider spawner down near the mines, and it's becoming a bit of a bother. Er, we wouldn't need a full party if it weren't for the zombie spawner a few TNT explosions down."

Peculiar raised an eyebrow. "Really? Two spawners?"

"Down near the mines, yeah," said Jason awkwardly, shuffling his feet. "Ah, Arl's coming too, says he wants to take a gander at the loot."

Arl was the name of a young dwarf who had come from the ravaged Khaz Modan to live in Icaria, one of the few survivors of the dreaded Spider Attack. He was best friends with Jason, and they were practically inseparable. Their powerful friendship reminded KP of the two heroes, though he never said so.

"Just like a dwarf," giggled Daisy, "always in it for the money! Anyway, that's not why I came to talk to you, Veri."

"What is it?" Peculiar asked curiously.

"The heroes are apparently coming to visit!"

"WHAT?!" yelled Peculiar and Jason at the same time, causing a few sparrers to look up in confusion. After a few barks from their trainers, they directed their attention once more to their sparring. However, Peculiar and Jason weren't that easily put off.

"What do you MEAN, the heroes?!" demanded Peculiar.

"Exactly what I say," said Daisy, smirking a bit.

"The heroes?!" blubbered Jason. "Th-th-th-the HEROES heroes?!"

"I thought they were off in Tekkitopia on business of their own!" said KP.

"Well, they're coming back. Apparently, some of their friends have business in Mistral." Daisy shrugged.

"The heroes, as in Xephos and Honeydew the heroes?" gasped Jason frantically.

"Where did you get this information?" asked KP gently.

"They sent me a letter," said Daisy smugly, holding up a piece of paper.

"Ababababah..." stammered Jason, suddenly weak at the knees. "You DO mean the heroes of Minecraftia!"

"JASON!" yelled a voice suddenly. "Pull yourself together, man!"

Arl the dark-haired dwarf came striding up to him, swinging an iron pickaxe around with ease. He had a war helmet fashioned like the legendary Honeydew's, and was growing a beard to rival his, too. He was a bit older than Jason in human years, but talked like he was older than KP in human years. The dark-eyed dwarf stopped next to his best friend, coming up barely to the elbows.

The knight gestured frantically to his friend, evidently too shocked to speak.

"Hello, Arl," said KP.

"Have you heard?" asked Daisy eagerly. "The heroes of Minecraftia are coming to Mistral!"

Arl blinked his dark eyes for a few seconds. Then, he looked at Jason, who was still blubbering and stammering to himself. Jerking a thumb at him, he asked loudly, "Is that what's got ol' Jay all worked up for?"

Peculiar and Daisy nodded. Jason suddenly stumbled, leaning on his friend for support.

"The... the heroes..." he whimpered weakly.

Arl pushed his friend up. "Ugh! First off, Jay, I ain't no hatstand. Second off, ya got a spawner party to lead tomorrow! Chill out 'bout the heroes. I 'ear that they ain't no airships over in Tekkitopia, and anyways, the only transport 'part from trekkin' is by train. That'll take 'em at least two days. Ya got plenty o' time tah worry 'bout 'em comin' an' all."

Jason gulped a few breaths of air frantically. Then, he straightened a bit and muttered, "I guess so."

Arl clapped him on the back, hard, forcing all air out of the sixteen-year-old's lungs. "There's a good lad! Now les' leave the ol' grown-ups to their thing, eh? I hear that there's some mighty fine loot t' be found in those two dungeons o' yours, huh?"

Peculiar and Daisy watched them leave, both laughing quietly. Then, KP spoke.

"They're so much like Xephos and Honeydew," remarked the knight, hugging his fiance.

"Yeah, they are," she smiled back. "I wonder why Jason's so nervous, though."

Peculiar cleared his throat, suddenly extremely awkward. "Um..."

Daisy turned accusing green eyes on him. "What did you do, Veri?"

"Well, don't hate me for it. I know how much you dote on the lad - "

"I could never hate you!"

"Yes, I know. But I wasn't to know that the heroes were to be visiting, understand?"

"Yes, of course I do," said Daisy, confusion wrinkling her face a tad. "Why...?"

"Well, I might have scheduled for Skylord Markus and Skylord Katrina to pick him up to take him to Mistral. You know, knights have to know as much about Minecraftia's geography as possible, and he's never set foot outside Icaria in his life."

There was silence. Then, Daisy punched him on the arm in a friendly manner.

"Oh, Veri, you've practically given the poor kid a death sentance."

"I know," sighed Verigan Antioch the II. "I know."