Jesse sprinted down the alleyway, not looking after her. Dropping to all eights to gain speed, she quickly cut around a corner, dodging around it quickly. A thud as one guard skidded to a stop in time, but the other didn't and they both collided with the wall. Shooting under two guard's reaching arms, she veered around another corner, and dodged behind a wall just in time, straightening up so that she was standing properly.

Guards went charging past, some only feet away.

A few minutes later, there were no guards. Milo poked his head out around the corner, looking around, before waving his arms in a 'come on' gesture and hurrying back to the inn, all of them looking around to make sure no one was there.

"Just in here, yes," Milo huffed, as they all burst into the inn.

The two girls skidded to a halt to avoid slamming full-force into Milo, all of them panting slightly. "There's nowhere to hide in here!" Petra puffed, "It's a dead end!"

"Before I can take you two any further," Milo said, breathing heavily and turning to them, "you must taken an oath."

Petra let out a loud groan. Jesse was fairly certain her friend was considering hiding in the fireplace at this point. "I think they went this way!" muffled voices sounded.

"You must swear to never reveal what I am about to show you."

Jesse crossed her heart and covered her eye. "Milo, I solemnly swear that I will never tell your secret to anyone else," she said hurriedly, chancing a glance backwards.

"Fantastic," Milo grinned, before turning to look at the bartender. "Phillipe?"

Phillipe nodded, and toggled something.

Pistons moved, revealing a doorway in the wall. "Right this way!" Milo said, extending his arm towards the room, and all three of them wasted no time in hurrying inside the doorway, which shut behind them.

"This is Build Club," Milo introduced, showing a room full of crafting tables, tables, furnaces, everything that could be used to craft or build. Except, you know, the materials, but that was still pretty good.

"Whoa," Petra said, blinking in the dim torchlight, as Milo continued, "Everything you see before you was built from resources that my people have saved or... er... obtained."

"Man," and Petra sounded pretty impressed, "can't be easy to come by some of this stuff living up here. Nice work."

Jesse nodded, leaning on the railing slightly. "Wow, this is quite the secret hideout, Milo. Very nice!"

Milo cleared his throat, making the raven-haired girl turn her head to look at him, "It is not a 'hideout', it is a Build Club."

"But to have Build Club, you need to have it in a hideout," Jesse pointed out.

Milo had been opening his mouth, to expound on the wonders of his 'Build Club', but then he paused. "... good point. But, anyway, y'see, a long time a go, I was just a citizen of Sky City, like everyone else. I wanted to build a little community garden, so I put in a petition for some dirt... and, mercy me, the Founder approved it!" And then he rubbed his head sheepishly. "But in my excitement and haste I accidentally dropped my precious new dirt block and it fell... over the edge."

Petra winced. "Ouch."

"For my crime, I was tossed into the Founder's dungeons-"

"But it was an accident!" Jesse exclaimed, "and besides, isn't that a pretty tiny crime?!"

"No, no, not at all," Milo turned, "I was charged with 'egregious wasting of resources', and in Sky City, that's one of the worst crimes at all. You see, in our world, here in Sky City, when something falls over the edge, it is gone. Forever. But I've always believed in my heart, that just because building is risky, doesn't mean no one should do it! That means no one ever learns!"

"Hear hear," Petra and Jesse cheered, faintly jokingly.

"If only I'd known you were all builders sooner," Milo said regretfully, "I would've helped you ALL escape and hide when I first met you, rather than let the boy with the ears-"

"Lukas," Petra put in.

"And the man with the black hair-"

"Ivor," Jesse offered.

"Be taken," Milo finished, giving the two girls a small glare as he trotted down the steps. "But, at least you are here, yes?"

Jesse nodded, she and Petra coming down the stairs altogether, "Milo, our friends are in trouble, you HAVE to help us so we can help them."

"Yes, I know, I-"

Milo was cut off by a rather gruff voice. "Hey! Milo!"

Milo turned to see all the members of 'Build Club' coming towards them, none too happy looks on their faces. "Ah. Hello," and Milo smiled sheepishly.

"Bringing in outsiders?" one asked, sounding annoyed, "seriously?"

"Pretty hard to keep this a secret club if you just bring people in," another girl said, also sounding rather annoyed.

The others started closing in on them as they all started shouting and making annoyed sounds.

Jesse watched as Petra tensed, hand opening as if preparing to grab for her sword. So that meant Jesse'd better start talking. "Hey, hey, we're builders just like you!" she exclaimed, waving all of her hands in the air hurriedly.

"What's with the extra arms?"

"I'm a spider hybrid," Jesse responded flatly. She was worried about Ivor and Lukas, and now was really not the time to banter around with them. "I got these arms because I was experimented on as a child. But we're builders, alright? We... um, we built that bridge into town today." Perhaps not the best example, but it was the only one Jesse could think of.

"What?!" "Dude!" "Milo, are you kidding me?! The most wanted criminals in the whole city?! We gotta turn them in before the guards break our door down!"

Jesse facepalmed so hard she was pretty sure she'd just bruised her forehead. Okay, apparently that was the wrong thing to say.

Petra grabbed for her sword instinctively and Jesse reacted, one of her upper arms shooting out and grabbing Petra's wrist in warning while the others all raised placatingly. "Well- no! Let's- let's not do that, okay?"

Okay, Jesse, think. How in Notch's sake are you going to get out of this?

A/N: Another chapter!

DemonCatLady: I'm watching someone else play this to write it (because it's so annoying to pause the game itself every time you wanna write) so that was the decision they made. If they make a decision I don't like I'll switch to a different YouTuber. And yes, I think I have a pretty good plan (evil grin)

rebekahtpe: Witherstorm, because this way I could save Reuben.

GuestPerson13: Once again, reading the third chapter A/N, you will see that the ships are IMPLIED, if there at all. And of course! (Don't worry, I could churn out twenty chapters in one day if I really wanted to and still not overwork myself xD )

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