Chapter 2 London (Steve POV)

"OH MY GOD!" I yelled in frustration. "IT'S BEEN DAYS IN THIS BAG AND IT'S EPICLY BORING WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!"

I had been trying to keep my quiet in the backpack beside Xavier's feet. Sylvester had been doing a great job sleeping to pass the time, but I just couldn't bring myself to do that. After I yelled, Sylvester popped an eye open, and looked at me. He rolled his eyes and closed them again, quickly falling back to sleep. I heard the zipper open on the bag and looked up to see Xavier peek in through the opening.

"Be quiet, will you?" He demanded in a whisper. "The bag muffles sound, but not THAT much sound. You don't want your cover blown, do you?"

"Sorry," I replied. "Won't happen again."

"Anyways, we'll be in London in a few minutes," Xavier said. "The city is coming into view for me."

"Fantastic," I said, in an irritative expression. "It's been far too long."

"I guess it has been for you," Xavier said. "By the way, what was happening in the world when you left it?"

I froze, both physically and mentally, trying to think of what might've happened after Sylvester and I had left. I did notice that when I had gotten back in the game after being teleported out, minimal time had passed, so being outside of the world might've made it so that not much had happened. I finally decided to answer Xavier's question, "Someone, we don't know who, was stealing command blocks from a vault we store them in. They entered the command to teleport me and Sylvester out. That's all I know."

"I guess you really need to get back in to your world," Xavier said. "I'll make sure that once I get into Minecon, the first thing I do is try and get you back."

"Thanks Xavier," I said. The young boy closed up the bag, and I went back to pondering over all of the questions running through my head. I wondered why Sylvester wasn't doing the same. You'd think that he'd be asking a lot of questions, too. For all I know, he just thinks differently than I do, and wasn't worrying about what was going on. He might just be determined on the task at hand.

Xavier was right, though, and the plane touched down in a few minutes. He picked up the bag, put it on his back, and we left the plane. He said they had to go through a few processes, and then get his suitcase which contained what he explained was clothing, which people changed every day in this world.

I waited patiently in the bag with Sylvester, who was now awake.

"Well, isn't this exciting," he said. "I hope we can get back."

"I do too," I said. "Our lives, and possibly our friends' lives, are in jeopardy."

"Yep," Sylvester said.

We were eventually let out of the bag, and were on a large bed. Xavier explained that they were in a hotel, where you can pay to stay in a temporary room. People used them when they traveled and needed some place to go when it was time to rest. I guess people didn't carry their beds around with them in this dimension.

Xavier said that he had a small room to himself, and his parents were in the room next door, which was connected with a door on the wall. He said they had a few minutes to clean themselves up after sleeping on the plane, and then they were going to head to Minecon.

I rested on the pillow of the bed, and got to sleep for a few minutes. Xavier woke me and Sylvester up when it was time to go, and we climbed into the backpack. After a bit of being jostled around as Xavier walked, we arrived at a building. Xavier poked his head into the bag, "Welcome to Minecon. The place that's all about you."