Prologue: Jesse.
Knock-knock-knock-"Ohhhhhh, Jesse!" Lukas' voice calls, knocking on Jesse's chamber's door.
Despite it being the afternoon, Jesse was still in bed. She and her friends had developed some... nocturnal habits.
"Yesss, Lukas?" Jesse rises from her slumber, sitting up.
"Me and Ivor just returned from the market." Lukas informs her.
"Yesss, we have some WONDERFUL news!" Ivor's voice hisses.
"Ooh! I'll be right out...!" Jesse calls as she throws her blanket off of her naked sexy Hispanic self and walks over to the heap of purple and black armor lying on the floor, she eagerly grabs and puts on one article after the other, each piece chained to the others with a white string, until the entirety of the pile was resting comfortably on her, and she placed the end of the string to dangle on her chest from her left shoulder.
"Oh, guuuys! I'm coming out!" Jesse announces as she struts out of her chamber door.
Ivor grins, flashing a glance and nod with Lukas.
"Whatsa go'in on out here...?" an extremely tired Petra comes lumbering over to the group like a zombie, blinking her tired eyes and scratching her back like an ape.
"The new guy is proving his worth already." Ivor answers, turning to Lukas "tell them what you found out, young Lukasss."
"One of the contacts I used to work with before... you guys, has tipped me off to an opportunity." Lukas explains, pulling out a map "apparently, there's a secret party going down at this mansion..." he points out the location "this isn't small-time either, there's gonna be big names, it's an exclusive event for only the highest celebs."
"Celebs!?" Petra's interested "lousy, no good stuck-ups, always looking down on us little guys."
"This could be a good chance for them to look up to us, with pleading, teary eyes..." Jesse grins, knowing where this is going.
"Yesss!" Ivor nods "that's exactly what I thought: think of how FUN it will be!"
"I've never fried fish this big before." Lukas admits, giving a sly smile "but there's a first time for everything."
"You got a plan to get us in?" Jesse presumes.
"Of course we do!" Ivor snickers "it's called... the front door."
"Or, if that doesn't work, the backdoor." Lukas adds.
"Or, if THAT doesn't work..." Ivor picks back up "...the sidedoor."
"And if EVEN THAT doesn't work, we always have windows." Lukas nods.
"Sound gud." Petra grunts.
"Alright, so it's a plan." Jesse nods, "just when is this going down?"
"Tonight." Lukas answers "if we're going to pull this off, we need to be ready soon."
"We look pretty ready right now." Jesse grins.
"Nuh-uh." Petra shakes her head and pats her tummy "I need to crunch somethin'."
"I would advise that we load up on... nutritional supplements." Ivor agrees "this could be a long, LONG night of fun, we'll need our strength."
"Can I have cookies?" Petra asks Jesse "or cake?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure they'll have plenty of hors d'oeuvres at the party, expensive, delicious ones, but I suppose we should have something before hand just the same..." Jesse thinks about it, "do we have cookies or cake?"
"Got cake." Petra rumbles.
"Um, Lukas and I just brought back a variety of nutritious edibles." Ivor's a little annoyed "using the emeralds we, uh, gathered."
"How long will it take to prepare these... nutritious edibles?" Jesse inquires.
"Depends on which we choose to... devour." Ivor explains "if we eat pork, eggs, and toast, then not long, but if we eat carrots and beats, no time at all."
"Hm..." Jesse frowns at the idea of eating raw carrots and beats when they could have cake instead, "...we can have the pork and eggs."
"And cake?" Petra pushes.
"And cake for dessert." Jesse nods, "unless we want to save extra room for hors d'oeuvres."
"Petra will work up an appetite." Petra waves it off, turning away and heading for the kitchen by herself.
"Um..." Lukas raises an eyebrow, then leans close to Jesse "your sister doesn't always talk in the third person, does she? I swear I thought she referred to herself as 'I' before."
"Only sometimes, she flip flops." Jesse informs, "it depends on her mood, if she's tired and hungry, she'll talk in the third-person, but if she's more clear headed she tends to just talk normal, not always though."
"Shall we follow her?" Ivor asks, gesturing for his leader, Jesse, to lead the way.
"Come on, guys..." Jesse starts, "we've got a long night ahead of us-"
"WHERE PETRA CAKE!?" a booming voice sounds ahead.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM. Petra comes stomping back like a rhino "WHO ATE ALL THE CAKE!?"
Nobody answers.
"...WHO DID IT!?" Petra demands, starting to point fingers "IVOR!?"
"NO, it wasn't me!" Ivor protests.
"JESSE!?" Petra moves on.
"I would have saved some for you!" Jesse defends.
Petra narrows her eyes, "...NEW MAN?"
"I was asleep!" Lukas starts, "Ivor woke me up, I've been with him all day!" he turns to Ivor "tell her!"
"Hrmph, he was." Ivor confirms, unhappily.
Awkward silence, Petra processes this information.
"IVOR!?" Petra starts the loop again.
"It, wasn't, me!" Ivor insists "I promise you!"
"JESSE!?" Petra returns.
"NO!" Jesse maintains.
Petra narrows her eyes, "...NEW-"
"I don't think it was any of us!" Lukas snaps.
"...sounds like something a guilty man would say." Petra's not convinced, folding her arms.
Just then, Jesse notices cake crumbs in Petra's hair.
"I think I know who ate it." Jesse comments.
"You do!?" Petra's eyes brighten "who?"
"Look at the pretty red locks you still have on your head." Jesse advises.
Petra tries to look at her hair, she sweeps it with her hand and looks at the gathered crumbs, that's when the memory kicks back in and suddenly she remembers falling asleep on the couch, waking up in the middle of the night, munching the last of the cake, and collapsing onto her bed.
"...oh." Petra frowns "uh, I remember now: I ate the cake, and forget."
Silence.
"Sorry, new man." Petra finishes.
"It's fine." Lukas is okay with this "just remember this the next time you find the cake or anything else missing, don't make the same mistake twice."
"Come along now then." Ivor urges "Daylight's burning, most worlds would have gone to night already."
"Oh yeah, right, you guys aren't used to this world's time." Lukas recalls "you used to have what, seventeen-minute days?"
"Urghughugh." the three shudder.
"Thank goodness we're up to twenty-four hours now." Ivor expresses relief.
"I want fifty-six." Petra isn't satisfied.
"I'm sure we'll find one with fifty-six one day, Petra, but let's just take what we can get for now." Jesse waves it off, "so, breakfast?"
"Yesss." Ivor nods, getting impatient.
Prologue: Stampy.
"Awww, I'm Stampy Cat! Stampy Cat!" Stampylonghead sings to himself as he gets out of the shower, throws on his clothes complete with his epic cat hoodie and then heads outside "Who's that cool cat walking down the street? it's STAMPY! Who's the greatest YouTuber you could meet? it's STAMPY! Who is the diamond minecart never gonna beat? it's STAMPY! Who's gonna check the mailbox and find a treat? IT'S STAMPY! Stampy Cat! Stampy Cat! it's Stampy! Stampy Cat! Stampy Cat!" he finishes by checking his mailbox.
"Ooh!" Stampy pulls out a special, important looking letter "what's this?"
Curious, he takes it back inside and opens it.
"Dear Stampy Cat." he reads out loud "you are formally invited to attend a secret meeting of elite Minecraft YouTubers this very night, only the best have been chosen to appear: yourself, LDShadowLady, StacyPlays, TorqueDawg, Captain Sparklez, and of course..." Stampy tenses and breathes in sharply as he finds the name of his arch-nemesis "...Dan the Diamond Minecart. Instructions on what time to arrive and where to locate the meeting mansion are included below."
Silence.
"Well! if DAN is going to this thing, you'd better believe STAMPY CAT will be there to show him up!" Stampy angrily crumples the letter in his anger and throws it at the floor, his false exterior of 'oh I'm happy Stampy Cat' having caved away to reveal his true, hateful nature "but what can this be about? HOW will I show him up?"
He stares at the floor.
"I guess..." he curves his brow, determined "I'm just going to have to be ready, for, ANYTHING." he turns away and goes about his business.
It's true that Stampy is a master of all things Minecraft, but even he would not, and in fact, could not, be ready for what will happen to the people who go to that mansion tonight...
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