Hey guys! Anyone who follows my Have a Magical Day Disney story - due to being extremely busy yesterday, I will not be able to post a chapter this weekend for that story. I will try to get one up next weekend - I'll probably have time, due to it being a long weekend for me - so thanks for sticking with the story.

Also, the Private Message twist offer that I made in Chapter 3 still stands, so be sure to check it out. I hope you like this chapter!

Oh, and if you catch a Heroes of Olympus reference in the chapter, that was entirely intentional. I'm a big fan!

(Disclaimer - see chapter 1)

Chapter 5:

Don't Get Any Ideas

The Old West. A place of dust, scratches, saloons, cowboys, and wonder.

And presently, it was a place of screaming.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as our makeshift plane broke apart and I fell down a mountainside. My body knocked against rocks and dirt, and I felt like I was back underground, falling towards the Piece of Resistance.

Finally, I realized I was on the ground – and had been for a few seconds. Whoops.

"Wait…" I said to myself. "Where am I?"

Suddenly, I felt a rush of wind from above my head. When I looked up, there was a solid orange piece of wood. After backing up, I realized it said something – The Old West.

I tried to figure out what that meant when I felt sharp needles pricking my head. I turned around – and there was Wyldstyle, holding a cactus that had presumably just been knocked against my head.

"You aren't the Special!" Wyldstyle yelled. "You lied to me!"

She threw the cactus against the ground.

"Well…" I said. "…it really, you know, it really depends on…"

"You're not even a Master Builder, are you?" she said in a quiet voice that scared me more than when she had yelled.

"Well…" I tried to think of an excuse, but I couldn't. "Well, I know what a Master Builder is…so, uh, maybe you could tell me, you know, what it is and, well, I can see if you're right."

"You ruined the prophecy," she said, her voice cold as ice.

"Hey, listen, I'm sorry, okay?" I said. "It's just…well, you made being special sound so good."

"And to think that I would follow you to the ends of the universe," she said.

I stopped dead in my tracks. She would've done that for me? "Well," I said, "we don't…exactly know that I'm not the Special, right?"

"Wait…" Wyldstyle said. "Be quiet."

She pulled me behind a gravestone, which seemed weirdly symbolic of what she was probably going to do to me. (She ended up doing just that – just not in the way I'd imagined.)

On the other side of the gravestone, two cowboys were saying something about a turkey leg – until Wyldstyle jumped up from the stone and knocked them unconscious.

I gaped. "Oh my g-o-s-h!" I yelled.

She ran into their covered wagon and started throwing me things, including a hat, a poncho, a gun, a fake mustache, and a horse, which almost crushed me.

"And by the way, I have a boyfriend," she said.

"I'm not exactly sure why you'd bring that up," I said as I put the clothes on and straightened the horse. I caught a glimpse of her in the back of the wagon. She was wearing a really pretty black and blue dress – which was irrelevant. The highlights in her hair somehow went with how old this place looked. Also irrelevant.

"It's really serious," she said, "and you don't want to mess with him. So don't get any ideas."

"I never have…any ideas," I said. Suddenly I noticed the horse trotting away, and I jumped on before it was too late.

"So, uh, anyway…" I said, trying to make conversation, "Can you tell me why we have to dress like this and what was up with those weird words in the sky, and where we are in…uh…time?"

She sighed, and somehow, so did her horse.

"Alright, let me try to explain this. Your home, Bricksburg, is one of many different realms in our world. There's also this one – the Old West – Pirates' Cove, Vikings' Landing, Middle Zealand, Cloud Cuckoo Land, Clown Town, and a bunch of others we don't need to mention," Wyldstyle said.

"Alright," I said, thinking about a sign I had seen a few days ago in Bricksburg for some place called Heartlake City. The concept of multiple worlds was more plausible than a magical piece stuck to my back.

"Lord Business, or as you know him, President Business, stole the Kragle, which is the most powerful object in the universe…"

It was really hard to pay attention, so I started to think about other things, like how pretty she was, how she seemed to like me but was super angry at me at the same time, and how I was starting to understand why she told me not to mess with her boyfriend.

"…put the Piece of Resistance onto the Kragle and disarm it forever."

Suddenly, I realized that she was done talking. And I had missed the entire conversation.

"Alright," I said cautiously. "I think I got it…but just in case…tell me the whole thing again, I wasn't listening."

Wyldstyle and her horse sighed again.

"Alright, let me try this again," she said. "Eight and a half years ago, before…before Lord Business took over, people were free to mix and mingle and build whatever they wanted. But Business was confused by all the chaos…"

She shuddered, as if a bad memory had come to mind that she wanted to forget.

"…so he erected walls between the realms. He became obsessed with order, and perfection, and he stole a mysterious weapon called the Kragle. He hired Bad Cop to hunt down the Master Builders and stop them from changing everything. Those of us that were left…well, we went into hiding. Our only way to survive was to build the tunnels and run. And we searched for the Piece of Resistance – the only thing that could stop the Kragle." She dismounted her horse and opened up a fan.

"The Kragle…" I said to myself as I dismounted. Hadn't someone said something about the Kragle? Suddenly, I remembered. "That cop, back in Bricksburg, he had said something about President Business using the Kragle to end the world in three days – but I can't make any sense of it."

She gasped. "Taco Tuesday! I knew that was suspicious," she said. "We have to tell Vitruvius and get to the Office Tower before it's too late!"

She rushed towards the saloon we were in front of.

I couldn't help but laugh at the idea of an office tower. "How scary can someone's office be?" I said.

As it turned out, it could be very, very scary.

Thanks for reading this chapter! Next week's chapter is really exciting for me - it's the first chapter that has an entire scene that isn't in the movie. But I'll give you fair warning - I'm a Pixar fan, so original scenes can be pretty sad.

Also, I have found a really good Lego Movie fanfiction to read in Picking Up the Pieces, which is an adorable Continuation Fic that explores the movie perfectly. Give it a read - you won't be disappointed.

Feel free to review, but please no negative reviews or cursing. Thanks!