The Master Builders sat in the newly built Dog- the headquarters of all Master Builders everywhere. Metal Beard sat next to Batman, UniKitty, Benny, Lucy and Emmet in that order. Emmet wasn't that new to the whole Master Builder thing, the Kragle incident happened almost a few months ago and he was almost in control of his newly obtained skills… except… the numbers. Whenever he would look at a piece and get an idea the numbers would flash in front of his eyes and give him a migraine. And his problem right now was that he was seeing them everywhere. Ever since he woke up that morning he was getting the Identification numbers of every singe brick he saw. He even saw the identification numbers for all of his friend's body parts. Usually when this happened it was in short spikes that would last a few minutes but this had been nonstop all day. And with all of the Master Builders in one place the numbers were taking up every single inch of his vision. So he just closed his eyes and messaged his forehead.

"Emmet, are you okay?" Benny whispered with concern as Gandalf gave the morning report. Lucy turned her attention towards Emmet as her face met the expression of Benny's. When Emmet turned towards them to open his eyes and reply the identification numbers blinded him as before causing him to wince and rub his eyes.

"I'm fine guys it's just a little headache." He whispered to reassure the two. He didn't want them to worry because he hated when people were worried.

Lucy felt his forehead and frowned. "He's heating up, I'm gonna take him home." She whispered. They got up and started to make their way out of the dog until Gandalf brought attention to the two.

"Lucy? Emmet? Where are you two going?" He asked. In three seconds every Master Builder's attention was on the two.

"He's got identification syndrome." Lucy said defending her case.

There were gasps all around the room.

"Oh that's terrible."

"I remember when I had I.S."

"I feel so bad."

Emmet turned his head to all the voices of various Master Builders with his eyes squeezed shut.

"Wait you all know what this is?" He asked to no particular person.

"Of course. We've all had it at the beginning of our Master Builder careers. " Wonder Woman spoke up

"But this has been happening for months now."

"Oh that's even worse." Someone else said

"Emmet that's gotta hurt." Lucy said, "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"I didn't want anyone to worry."

"Thee best thing ya outta do is take it easy there lad!" Metal Beard advised.

"When I went through this I just laid on my couch and stared at the ceiling. There's nothing you can really make with the ceiling." Lucy offered

"Sounds good to me." Emmet started as he got another twinge of pain in his head, "Just please try not to walk me into a pole." He turned and walked into a column, exhaled in anger, and was then led out by Lucy.

When they got back to his apartment Emmet changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants, laid on the bottom level of his couch and stared at the ceiling. Lucy got an icepack for his forehead before calling Frank the Foreman to tell him Emmet was sick and then left for her job as a DJ at the community center. Emmet was left with a very quiet television depicting the news, and a spinning ceiling fan. He just stared at the ceiling doing nothing. Whenever he tried to look at the TV the numbers would come back again and he would wince in pain before quickly turning to look at the ceiling. But that's when he got an idea. Maybe if he were in total darkness, then he could see the TV. He reached behind him and pulled down the shade dimming the room a bit. Now all that was left was to turn the lamp off.

If he remembered correctly the light switch for the lamp was located next to it on the wall in the corner directly in front of him. He picked up the remote and chucked it at the light switch. It slammed into the drywall beside it and fell to the ground.

"Ugh, come on." He said with a bit of agitation in his voice.

He took a cup from the cup holder on his couch and threw that, which also failed. He tried the rest of the cups that ended in failure.

"Really?! Come on!"

After unknowingly taking off the whole top couch and throwing it at the light switch the light went off and he could finally open his eyes and watch TV.


At around 4 Lucy walked in the door.

"Emmet I'm back, how are y- Emmet Brickowski! Why is there a couch in the kitchen?!"

He cracked his eye open to look at the couch sitting on the kitchen table and Lucy with her hands on her hips as she tapped her foot. The numbers were still there but they weren't that bad. But the couch blew through the wall destroying the light switch there was no way that thing could still be on.

"Babe trust me, It was totally worth it."