AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GREAT TO MEETCHYALL I AM GOMMIE AND WELCOME TO "CUBE LAAAAAAAAAND!"

Like I said in the summary- no, this won't have anything to do with the song and yes, this is actually a MCSM-Harry Potter CROSSOVER! I don't really have it in the crossover category because no one will really see it, you know?

But heyyyyyy my MCSM fans wassup its been a while long time no see ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-

No, seriously guys, it's an awesome feeling to be writing for the MCSM community again! I'm happy to be back~

I'm not stopping with the Shadow Of Myself story (if you like Overwatch and loved Resident Evil 7, then there is no doubt you'll love this story!) so I'm going to be going back and forth between the two stories, so yeah, it'll be a bit of a while before I can come back to this one. A few weeks at the most.

If you've read Toni42's stories, you'll see in the most recent chapter of her Empty Echoes (Ninjago) story that she's begun going to school early and taking some free time to write, which is exactly what I might do, actually!

Let's not forget, it's softball season and it's also nearly exam season as well. *sigh*

Also, if you play Sims 4, you'll find The First Guests in the gallery! I made Ariza, Toni, Red, and myself so far- Gamer will be added later when we have faster means of communication than just through the PMs here. Sorry, Gamer! :( I feel really bad for not adding you now!

Wow, that's a lot of announcements and stuff… ehh, let's get on with the story now.

Here y'all go and enjoy the show!

Nothing built can last forever, and every legend no matter how great, fades with time…

With each passing year, more and more details are lost until all that remains are myths… half truths…

To put it simply… lies…

And yet, in all the known universe, from here to the Far Lands…

The legend of the Order of the Stone endures, unabridged, as self-evident fact…

Indeed, it is only a troubled land that has a need for heroes..

And ours was fortunate to have, so long ago, four heroes such as these…

GABRIEL THE WARRIOR, before whose sword all combatants would ~tremble~.

ELLEGAARD THE REDSTONE ENGINEER, whose machines would *spark* an era of invention.

MAGNUS THE ROGUE, who would channel his #destructive# creativity for the benefit of all.

And SOREN THE ARCHITECT, Builder Of Worlds, and the ^leader^ of the Order Of The Stone.

These FOUR friends, together, would give so much to gain their rightful place as FOUR heroes.

Their greatest quest would take them on a dangerous journey to fight a mysterious creature known as the Ender Dragon.

In the end, the Order of the Stone emerged victorious, and the dragon was defeated. Their story complete, they slipped away into the pages of legend..

One boy, though in another world, was already etched into the pages of legend ever since he was only a year old...

He was HARRY POTTER, the Boy Who Lived, the boy who had survived a Killing Curse and 'killed' the Dark Lord Voldemort in one night.

Harry now resides at the Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry, attending his fifth year with his best friends and sworn enemy…

RONALD WEASLEY, the youngest boy in a big family of redheads who loved to stuff his mouth at any time possible and will stick by his best friend Harry until the very end.

HERMIONE GRANGER, the brightest witch in their year and the practical mother of the two boys, yet she loves them for being her friends all these years.

And DRACO MALFOY, the sworn enemy of Harry Potter ever since their arrival at the grand school. (He was turned into a ferret last year, but that doesn't matter much anymore.)

The Golden Trio has secured the Sorcerer's Stone, found the Chamber Of Secrets, saved the Prisoner of Azkaban, and put their (well, technically Harry's) name in the Goblet Of Fire.

All of which Malfoy was accused, merely because his father was supposedly one of the closest to Lord Voldemort himself, the Ender Dragon of the Wizarding World, per se.

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy haven't gotten along on the best of terms, but they will.

How?

Why, it'll merely be by fate of a Potions class…"

"And it leaves off right there." Hermione finished reading. "Everything else.. It's all just blank." She skimmed through the pages, hoping to find something but her hopes were dashed as the book remained completely empty, like it has always been since she got it out of the library.

The curly-haired brunette sat in the immensely cold Potions dungeon (it's so cold, Hermione could see her breath when she exhaled), having just read an excerpt from the book she found in the library. It wasn't in the Restricted Section. It was just lying there on the ground, as if it wanted to be picked up by someone, who happened to be Hermione.

The two boys standing at the same table as she was weren't really paying attention to the excerpt at first, but at the mention of their names, they perked up. Harry wasn't as surprised as Ron was, though- he was the Boy Who Lived, after all.

"It's quite typical I'd be in there, but you and Ron? Malfoy too?" Harry asks, raising an eyebrow at his friend. Hermione only shrugged, handing him the book. He opened it and began to read from the beginning, hoping to find any hints. From previous experience, he figured it must've just been someone who was a creep. "This is quite odd, Hermione.." Harry looked back up at her, closing the book and handing it back. "We'll have to look into it more in the common room, though, hold onto it until-" The book was taken right from Harry's hands and Harry whirled around with a glare to find that the stealer was none other than Draco Malfoy himself. Harry's emerald green eyes only hardened it's glare, his jaw clenching as well.

"Malfoy, give the book back." Ron's hands squeezed into fists, a piercing glare sent Malfoy's way.

"Or what, you're gonna tell your father? I doubt he'll have much power to go up against mine." Malfoy waved the book around before going to open it.

"Malfoy, you and your father are both ruddy fools, now give the book back." Harry held a hand out. By some miracle, a much older man with black robes and greasy black hair strode into the room as the clock chimed for 9:00 AM, the start of the class.

"I do hope you're not causing much trouble for our classmates, Mr. Malfoy." the Professor gave the blond boy a sneer, eyes narrowing. The expression made Malfoy grumble something and toss the book into the boiling cauldron. Hermione nearly dove after it, try and catch it, but it only hit the surface with a *plonk* and sunk to the bottom. She huffed, blowing some of her curly hair from her face and grabbed her wand from her bag.

"Accio book." She focused on the book in the cauldron and only the book in the cauldron, and it came out, landing on the table while looking splattered and ruined, pretty much. But when Ron opened it, the wording seemed to be fine. The ink didn't spread- not one bit. Hermione only snatched the book from her friend and stuffed it into her bag, along with her wand, to allow class to begin.

-/

"Hey, Crabbe, Goyle." Malfoy whispered as he nudged his friends, his eyes gleaming with a slight excitement. He pulled out a small dung bomb from his pocket. "Time for the Daily Potter Potion Prank." He sent them a smirk and he began to walk off, pretending to go get another jar of jelly slime. As he passed by Harry's potion, he tossed in the dung bomb after activating it and it exploded inside the potion, blinding all the students in the room with a brilliant white light that knocked out its two closest people…

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.

As soon as the light went down, Snape quickly went over to the Golden Trio's table and repaired the pot as well as cleaning of the mess while students began to rub the bright light from their eyes because seriously holy crap that was completely blinding-

The Professor noticed something was wrong, but Hermione had completely beaten him to it.

"Where's Harry?"

"And Malfoy, wasn't he the one who threw the dungbomb in?" Pansy's high voice practically screeched in panic for her 'soulmate.' She was searching high and low frantically.

"Hm. Seems as if Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy have disappeared." Snape sounded and looked like he didn't care at all- he had to keep his cool in front of all these students. After all, if he was panicking like they were, the dungeons would turn into a madhouse in less than seconds.

"Where did they go, then? Surely that blast took them somewhere?" Ron asks, still hoping Harry would turn up with Malfoy in tow, saying it was prank by the two together all along, but what were the odds of that happening?

"I do know… but it is a place you cannot follow. Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy both must... work together to get themselves home." Snape turned on his heel and made his way back to Greengrass and Bulstrode's potion, where he was before the 'accident' happened. "As for now, please continue with your class, it ends in ten minutes and I need the potion finished, along with a twenty-centimeter essay on the advantages and disadvantages of this current potion."

-/

"Reuben!" A slightly-pitched voice called at the top of her lungs, looking through the maze of trees in the forest, hoping to find a small blob of pink standing out against the brown and green. She sighed, catching a breath while pushing some of her long brown hair out of her eyes.

"Reuben, where you at, buddy?" Boomed a deeper voice next to her, hands cupped around his mouth in hopes the trees will carry his calls to where the darned little piggie had gone. He looked back down at the person who had called out first, to see her taking a deep breath.

"Come on, little guy!" She called out again, jogging forward. "Let's go Axel, he may be at the-" she stopped speaking as an oink rang out with a groan following. "Reuben!" She exclaimed, following the sound of the oink and the groan.

"We're coming, buddy!" Axel ran after the sounds, and his friend followed close on his tail. "There he is Jesse!" They entered a small clearing where Reuben was oinking loudly. The two had slowed from their run into a walk, and Jesse approached the piggle, not quite seeing the person struggling to sit up.

"Awesome! Thanks for helping me find Reuben, Axel."

"Who's that guy?" Axel asks, jogging past and Jesse and going to help up the blond-haired boy who accepted the help. "Are you okay?"

"I guess so." The boy only rubbed his temples, groaning a little. His head hurt like hell and the heat through the robes and all weren't helping. "What happened?"

"I don't know, I was about to ask you that question myself." Jesse joined Axel on the boy's other side. "We can help you." She added, glancing up at Axel who nodded.

"Help me how?-" The boy looked up only to find that, instead of a normal face with normal features, he found that they were all blocky. Even his hands, they had no fingers but he could still pick things up (he figured that out because he searched his pockets for his wand but he didn't want to pull it out quite yet). "Where am I?"

"In the middle of a forest. I forget which forest it is though. You lost?"

"Maybe- this wasn't where I was before I was knocked out."

"Your parents or someone probably wanted you to start from scratch, which is a very hard thing to accomplish. We both went through it." Jesse chuckles, motioning to herself and Axel. "I'm Jesse."

"Potter." The boy only sneered, glaring daggers at the tree ahead of him.

"Potter, nice to meet you. I'm Axel."

"Uh, actually, just call me Drac-" 'Drac' coughed a little, hunching forward a bit.

"Dude, you're coming down with something. Come on, we can help you." Without waiting for an answer, Axel helped him to his feet, Jesse standing as well with Reuben now by her side.

"Drake Potter, huh? You have two names?"

"Most people do?" Drake meant to say it as a reply, but it came out as a question instead.

"I'll take your word for it." Jesse only shrugged, as Drake was helped back to the treehouse, his head still hurting from the many questions that were thrown at him. But what made it hurt more was his own questions- where the bloody hell was he?

"Some cube land…" Drake muttered, looking around himself as Axel continued to help him back to what they called home.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

-/

Harry finally came to, his eyes blinking open slowly as there was apparently a lot of sun where he was at the moment. There was also something licking his face.

"Hermione, get your cat out of my face-" Harry began, shooing away the cat and turning onto his stomach. Only then had he realized he wasn't on the couch in the Gryffindor common room- whatever he was lying on was much more firm than a couch, and it most definitely wasn't the couch in the Gryffindor common room. Harry began to feel around, but wherever he was, the ground was completely flat. Except for some bristles of- was that grass?

Struggling to stand a little, Harry only pushed himself up to his hands and knees, finally opening his eyes. He looked around.

"What?" He asks, finally managing to get ahold of his senses. The Boy Who Lived had landed in a complete cube land, a place that was definitely not taught to him in Hogwarts.

As the thought of Voldemort or one of his followers bringing him here passed his mind, Harry went to get his wand but he jumped at the mere sound of a twig cracking in half. Harry turned around to find who had cracked the twig.

"Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you." A blond-haired blue-eyed young man (probably a little older, Harry couldn't tell) told the blacket, his hands in front of him as not to scare Harry off. "You look like you could use some help." He added, progressing a little.

"I could, actually. Where am I?"

"Near Dewer Desert." The young man paused. "I'm Lukas. I live just outside this forest, in a fair town. If you want, I can take you back-"

"Yes, please. I'm Harry." Harry relaxed as the blond helped him up. "Thanks, really."

"No problem, Harry." Lukas sent the blacket a smile and a curt nod before leading the way back. A small meow followed them, as well as the pit-pat-pit-pat of a cat's feet. Harry turned around to find that it was, indeed, a cat who was following them. More specifically, him.

"Uh… I haven't had much experience with animals, and I don't quite own a cat.." Harry trailed, looking to Lukas, who laughed.

"Did you feed him fish or anything before you decided to take a nap?"

"No, I told you- I don't own a cat." Lukas's eyebrows raised.

"Well, now we have our mascot."

"'Our?'"

"A couple of friends and I, we're known as the Ocelots in town. We've been winning these building competitions for years now, and, well…" Lukas trailed off from there, not quite fancying the thought of bragging about his accomplishments.

"That's a cat- you know what, never mind." Harry shook his head with a sigh.

Welp, that's the first chapter of the new story, Cube Land! I do hope you enjoyed it, Red! (This was originally a birthday present for TheRealRedGaming, but it came out a little too late.

Anyways- about the future of this story… I will only be going up to Episode 4. If you all really like it so much, I may make a sequel, alright? I'll put up a vote (not NOW) around when we begin Episode 4.

So, the bad guy is with the good guys and the good guy is with the semi-bad guys.. Hm, I wonder what's gonna happen..

Do you think they'll recognize each other? What about their magic and uniforms? Leave your answers in the reviews below and I'll answer them in the next chapter!

Even though I already asked some questions up above, I'm gonna start doing a QOTC (curse you, Ariza) as well!

QOTC- What's your favorite time of day?

Mine's gotta be when I don't have homework or anything to do so I can just relax and work on a puzzle or something.

And now..

Thank you all so much for reading (I hope you enjoy this as much as I do) and I will see YOU, in the next chapter…

CIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!