Wow, this has been such a fail for me. Halfway through, the new update came out. Also, i'm now using normal MC horses. One other thing, the next chapter, which I hope to have out a lot quicker then this one, will finally reveal the character who saved Bomb's life at the start. The first part of this, by the way, is my highly futile attempt at comedy. Enjoy.
'Well, it's been one dam filled week, i'll give you that. First, that dumb-ass landlord got kicked out, finally, we managed to almost blow up Al's house, twice, may I add, and...' The pigwoman, whom I learnt had the name of Rose, continued to list all of the things we had done in the past wekk. She was right, it had been a filled week, that was true. My leg was healed fully, so I didn't have to worry 'bout that, all though it did feel a little strange to have a foot made completely of bone. But hey, I'm getting used to it. Ok... oh yes, we were experimenting with some flowers, and a bit of swiftness... and for some reason red stone... it made... what would I have called it before... oh yes, a Mario edition fire flower. Man, it seems like ages since I have seen the real world. In here, I am 22, and it turns out I stay that way. Blood was 21, and was a week less than 22, but she stayed at her currant age, so it...annoyed her, slightly. Who was I kidding, it annoyed her to no end! Anyway, point is... well there isn't really one, is there? Anyway... 'and of course, when Bombs almost walked in on me changing.' Oh crud, I hoped she hadn't noticed that. It was, of course, an accident. I thought Al had blown up another invention, turns out she just had her jumper stuck... Little to my knowledge, I was turning rather red in the face at that moment. Suddenly, the door swung open, and Al walked in, smiling heartily. The final addition to the guest list. We had the commander, Rose, Blood, all of the squad members, Al, and of course me. Al pulled out the leather satchel that was his bag, and opened it. Oh yes, I forgot to mention this earlier, every person, or mob, has some sort of item holder, an inventory, Al call's it. It differs from person to person. Al's is a satchel, the commander's is, surprisingly, his helmet, how that works I don't know, Blood's is a pocket in her shorts, and mine was a hidden pocket on the inside of my shirt. Or course, some people, like Blood and I, don't need to reach them to draw items, only put them away. Al is the same case, but he prefers to do it buy hand, as it makes a nice noise when you unzip it and move things about. He nodded towards the commander, who nodded at Rose, who smiled widely. 'Oh yes...Bomb's, I do want you to do something to say sorry for... the incident. How about you go and get me some dinner?' I didn't know what that was all about, but I did it anyway. I walked towards the kitchen, going to cook up a piece of steak and grab some milk for the fridge/chest. As I came back however, I found the room to be empty, except for a bound and gagged Blood sitting in the corner of the room, struggling against the binding. I dropped them food, dashing to her to help, but was grabbed from behind, blindfolded, and tied as well. I was dragged through the house, by some mystery person. I heard Blood being pulled along beside me. What happened outside, though, was was a suddenly slack rope as it was cut, and the blindfold came lose. Everyone, Blood included, stood there laughing. 'Oh you should have seen your face. Plus, as an added bonus, Blood owes me a gold bar. Little bet.' I looked at her, saw her frown, and knew he spoke the truth. What puzzled me, however, was that she only ever betted when she knew she would win. I bent down, grabbing a clump of mud from the ground, and pegged it at him, and it hit him square in the face. My throw was followed by another, this time to Blood. 'And mud won't be the only thing I throw if you tell him what the bet was. You get that?' A very worried looking Al, nodded, and a very rational Al sighed, knowing the worried aspect of him just saved his face. 'Oh yes, I was wondering, since you guys are ordered to patrol around here for the full contract, I think it is, would you guys like to get some houses built? There is plenty of room, and plenty of wood, as well as the fact that there is a mine about... a quarter day from here, with a few night lodges nearby. I'm sure I can let you guys can shear enough wool off the sheep I have to make a bed each, and I'm pretty sure I can get you guys...and Blood... enough work to get you some animals or something. Oh, one problem. Eleven of you, including Blood, and only enough room for ten houses. Blood, I'll assume you'll bunk with Bomb... uhh...Blood... please don't kill me... helllllppppppp!' Blood, hearing the last bit, flushed a shade redder, but quickly masked the fact by shooting a few shards of bone from her hands. We didn't know how she did that, but it was funny to watch Al absolutely helpless.
The moment, however, was ruined when a very tired looking creeper shuffled in, very quickly. 'Commander! The city, it's under attack! And I don't mean the weakly raids, I mean fully attacked! I barely managed to get out, before they found my exit. I lost them a fair while back. You have new pigs to come back on. Please, we need your help!' The commander nodded, turning to Al. 'We must take our leave, our people are in trouble.' Al said to wait, and ran into the house. A few minutes later, he ran back out, pulling a small, itemised anvil out, handing it to me. He also pulled out three small, glowing books. 'Flame, and infinity, for you bow. I found them. Some loser to a challenge I fought in gave me this third one.' He passed it to me. 'This one is strange. It's unbreaking seven. Yes seven, I know, impossible. Weird, isn't it. Then he handed me a handful of items I had left inside, then did so for the rest of the team. Then he handed me a new, sharpened diamond sword. 'I repaired and sharpened your sword a while ago. Hope it fits you. Rose and I will stay here. I will make those huts I promised, so that... if you ever need a place to stay, you know where to go. Visit sometime, ok?' He said, and I smiled and thanked him. We followed the surprisingly fast creeper to the pigs, riding them back, travelling for a day. As we set up camp, we knew it would only be intill dawn.
At dawn we got up, got ready, and rode. When we saw the smoke on the hill, we floored it, getting to the top of the hill. As we went over the top, we realised that most of the town was up in flames. Or most of it was. A few buildings where still there, and I could see men swarming the streets around these few streets. Most where zombies, armed with swords. 'Blood, we need to help them. We should hit them from the back. You lot up for it?' They all nodded, and Blood said. 'I'll stay here. You know my bone power? I'll make one of the skeletons go boom, take out some zombies. Then I'll stay back and let my strength replenish. We all agreed. And with that, all but Blood charged, silently, down the hill.