Finally! The tests and exams are over, and summer's here! Anyway, sorry for not posting, I just needed sleep those testing days. Let's pick up where we left off, shall we?

It had taken only a few minutes for Toby to head to the kitchen, because it smelled amazing. Whatever was cooking had to be good, and that always made things better. Even if you are miles away from home.

In truth, Maisy couldn't cook to save her life. No, really. The only thing she could do was cook breakfast. Yogurt wasn't going to cover it. Most of the time, she burned things in the stove or microwave. She once had set a piece of pizza on fire. However, if there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was a cold and dreary breakfast. She learned that while she had been depre- sad recently. So, she learned how to make breakfast. Not just eggs, though. She could make pancakes, omlets, and her favorite, French toast. Currently, she was making pancakes and bacon. There was going to be a lot of explaining this morning.

She heard someone enter the kitchen, quite obvious against the cold, white tile. She turned around to see the person she presumed was Toby. if they weren't psychopaths.

"What smells so good?" He asked.

"Oh, pancakes. They'll be done in a couple of minutes, though." She responded, partially nervous. Now was the time to ask questions and get answers. "Say, where are you from again?" There was a pause, before,

"Well, me and Martyn lived in the LittleWoods. It was much more... quiet." He said, indicating the loud noise of the passing cars.

"Was it nice? You didn't get much done." She stated.

"It was pretty good, until the threat of war. A chunk of it burned down, and wouldn't grow back. Otherwise, it was quite, nice, and very peaceful. We didn't try to get anything done, really. We were just having fun."

"Oh." She knew what it was like to be taken from her home. She used to live in the country, before her dad got a newly offered job, one that paid much better than his old one. She didn't miss it because of any "friends", she just missed it because it was beautiful and she got to explore in solitude. What was it like to be ripped from your home on account of war, and then taken from your own world? Thankfully, Toby changed the subject.

"So, what are pancakes, anyway?" He inquired. The statement shocked her, but only for a second. She concluded because of lack of ingredients, they had never discovered how to make pancakes. She responded, flipping over the pancakes to their light golden-brown side,

"They're little circles of batter made out of flour and milk with some other ingredients I don't know the name of. They're really good, too." She finished. She didn't want to ask him anything else, provided the last one she asked made his voice a little quieter. She knew it was more than a little painful to be so out of place. Then, the microwaves' "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"chorused the air, it's shrill tone sure to wake anyone who wasn't already up. She quickly removed the bacon from the top, and set it to the side. Hopefully, the others would be coming soon.

Rythian woke up to the shrill sound of an electronic instrument. For a second, he believed himself to be at Blackrock Stronghold, waking up to the sound of Zoey's alarm as she headed downstairs to the nuke. But he quickly reminded himself that Blackrock had been destroyed, and they were in a completely different place. He remembered the events of last night, and he looked around for Zoey. She had horrible nightmares in the middle of the night, and he let her sleep with him. It hurt him to see her sad, and terrified, as much as it made him feel amazing when she was happy and ecstatic about something. However, something was... off.

It felt as though something had halted. What was it... a familiar throbbing, a voice? He then realized the disappearance of that... thing. The voice that had haunted him and tortured him was silent. He felt better, like some terrible weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, though momentarily. The calling, the battle between him and something else was gone. However, something else was gone as well. That strange sense of power he felt, the energy of the world. Magic... he couldn't feel it.

He then looked around for Zoey. When he didn't see her, he instantly panicked. What if she had been kidnapped, hurt, attacked? But his suspicions were disproved when Zoey came walking into the room from another part of the building. She smiled at him, and said,

"'Morning Ryth! This place is awesome! There's a giant screen, and a really weird computer, a lot of games, and a bunch of other stuff I haven't really got to yet!" Zoey had been astounded in a short period of time of all the great things here. Rythian, though she couldn't see it, briefly cashed a quick smile on his face before fading away into a calm, serious, and putting it in Zoey's words, boring tone. He had a lot of questions for the girl they met. The things she knew about them were uncanny. This was going to be one heck of a morning.

Martyn woke up due to the sunlight on his face. He still felt very weak and very drained, though not completely. He looked around for Toby, only to see the bed he occupied last night empty. Sleeping last night had been very strange. He didn't feel the urge to shut his eyes immediately and go to sleep, instead he had to close his eyes and wait what seemed like an eternity before the blackness and comfort of sleep came. He got up, and did a quick item check. Toby's backpack which he always carried was still at the foot of the bed, meaning he didn't wander too far. Without much vigor, he started walking back to the main room, to see Rythian and Zoey talking. He almost drew out his sword and attacked, but remembered the help they had provided to the duo. Instead, he maintained his composure, and dragged himself in their general direction.

Before he could ask a question, though, he smelled something really good. His stomach growled, surprisingly, and he realized just how hungry he was. When was the last time he ate? Zoey noticed him coming over, and said,

"Hello! Feeling better today?" In her usual cheery voice. He realized how scratchy his voice was, and it was painful to talk.

"N-not really." He croaked. He was very thirsty, possibly dehydrated.

"You're not going to believe all the things here! I'll show you after breakfast!" Rythian looked confusedly at the red head.

"Breakfast?" He said, more unsurely. He had his suspicions. They were in a unknown place, their guard was down, and they didn't know this girl, Maisy. However, if it came to a fight, there wasn't really anything she could do. He then noticed the enticing aroma, realizing his own hunger.

"Yeah! Smells great! At least, I hope it's breakfast." Then, as if something had told them to, they all headed to the kitchen.

Maisy stacked the pancakes on a platter, and got the syrup out of the counter. She couldn't remember the last time she had a meal with someone, I including her own family, at a table. She put the bacon next to the pancakes, and got put silverware. Hopefully, they could learn just as Zoey did. Plus, yogurt is hardly a breakfast. She was a little scared when the entered, she had never seen them in broad daylight. Rythian was very intimidating, Zoey still looked intrigued, and Martyn looked tired, with dark circles under his eyes, yet a sense of power and inner strength. Not a bunch you'd like to meet on the street. Now that she got over the initial shock, her inner fan girl was screaming at her a billion questions to ask.

She knew she couldn't do that, so she tried to look happy, and said,

"Want something to eat? Unless you start now, all the food will be gone!" She said, referring to Toby. His plate was already full of food. Cautiously, the three other Minecraftians sat down. Then, as of triggered all of a sudden, a conversation started.

"Well, it looks good." Martyn said.

"What the heck are those things?" Rythian asked, more to himself.

"I don't care, I'm eating!" Zoey said, in response to his statement, obviously enticed by the food.

"They're called pancakes! We have to make these when we get back, Martyn!" Plates began to fill, and it almost seemed normal. With a sigh of relief Maisy didn't know she'd been keeping in, she sat down in a chair. Before she ate, she said a quick prayer and tried the food she'd made. Zoey was attempting to follow Toby's example of putting syrup on his pancakes, and practically coated them with the sugary stuff. Maisy was happy she didn't burn them, or leave little specks of flour in them.

"These are actually pretty good." Rythian stated, trying another piece.

"Told you so! What is the brown stuff anyway?" Zoey asked, curiously.

"Syrup. Some kind of sugar." Toby answered. Maisy stayed quiet, not wanting to bother them. She was used to it from eating lunch at school, anyways. When most of the food was gone, and everyone had quieted down, it was almost silent again. Very unnerving. Finally, Rythian spoke up.

"Well, thank you for the food." Maisy stayed quiet, but inside she was really ecstatic.

"You're welcome." She whispered. She was also really nervous inside. He asked again,

"Can you restate where we are again?"

"New York City, U.S.A." She responded, in a monologue like tone. Suddenly, the silence was pierced and broken once and for all.

"Why's everything so strange shaped?"

"Are there mushrooms here?"

"Where are all the plants?"

"How do you know so much about us?" Maisy was bombarded with questions, and quickly composed herself before trying to find a place to start.

"Well, um, I don't think you're, um, actually from here, exactly." She stuttered.

"Given." Rythian responded. Her mind went blank, before she took a breath, and said,

"Well, this is a place called Earth. Things work differently here. People for example, don't work hard building and improving their homes, growing their own food, and providing everything they need by themselves. We work together, sort of." She paused, trying to think of the right words. "We get our own jobs, and have a government make decisions for the people's interest. It's not a perfect system by any means, but it works as of now." Martyn interrupted, with,

"What if they make a decision that hurts people? Or what if it isn't right? Lot's of things could go wrong." She thought for a moment, before continuing,

"Well, here, we have the freedom to choose who runs the system. We have made lots of bad decisions, but as I said, it's not a perfect system. Things to wrong all the time. But we keep on. Anyway, for kids like me, we go school. However, when summer comes, we get a break." She stopped to breathe, and continued," Things look differently here because I think you come from a different world or something. In our world, it's a video game. That's something you use to entertain yourself our the computer. There's also a channel on YouTube, they're called the Yogscast."

"You mentioned them!" Zoey interjected, though briefly.

"I think so. Anyway, they have little videos to watch, and they, well, if what you say is true, is actually your lives. It's really popular, and has quite the fanbase. As for the mushrooms questions, they grow wild, or you can buy them in stores. Plants aren't really common here, unless you go to Central Park. There, it's like the country." She stopped, and waited for their responses.

"What about magic and science? How are they here?" Rythian asked, while the others continued to think about the information provided to them.

"Well, unless you count guys in funny hats, magic doesn't exist here, really. Science, though is really dominant. Sorry about that..." She finished off. Evidently she knew of his disdain towards science. That had been the emptiness he felt. He the realized another important question he had to ask.

"Are there any mobs here?" The girl looked confused.

"Like what?" She said, evidently needing clarification.

"Zombies, Skeletons, Spiders, Endermen..." He finished.

"Oh. No, not really." Rythian felt a huge amount of relief. Did that mean It was gone? Or was it just temporary? The girl then spoke up, and said,

"Well, I answered your questions. Can I ask a few?" She said, obviously a little excited. Zoey then noticed the black remote on the counter. She picked it up without anyone noticing, and hit the top button. Suddenly, the screen flashed on, startling the others in the room. There was a man talking on the screen,

"...latest report talking about some sort of creature found on the road. Police arrived and the thing was tranquilized. At first, the authorities believed it to be a prank, but it was actually a live reptile! The "beast" was taken to a place not provided by officials. Who knows what this could be?" The report ended. Suddenly, as Zoey turned the screen off, everyone seemed to say the same thing.

"Teep!"

So, how was that? Hope you liked it, and that's really all I have to say. Please review, it means a lot to me!

Bye! :)