Chapter 4 Input (Steve POV)
I stared in awe at everything going on in the facility. There were people dressed as creepers, villagers, and even me. There were meetings and panels going on, and competitions over who could do things better. Xavier got permission from his parents to do whatever he wanted, as long as he got back by a certain time.
He immediately went to search for a developer's panel, looking over a sign with a schedule on it. He nodded to himself when he found one, and went off in search of it. After a few minutes of walking, we entered a room, where people were gathering. I poked my head out of the bag, and so did Sylvester. I saw a podium, where a person stood. They readied some papers, and when everyone sat down, he began to speak.
"Hello," the man said. "My name is Miles Smith."
"Hello," the audience murmured in response.
"I'm here to talk about future command inputs for the game with command blocks," Miles said. "I'm currently working on the way you can input commands into command blocks, in order for it to contain more strings of code. This will make it so that you won't have to use as many command blocks, as you can put more commands in a single block. This should help a lot in adventure maps, and mini-game making for the redstone component. Now, let's get into how these new command blocks are going to work."
Miles droned on and on about the new commands, and I could to tell Xavier wasn't interested in the speech. After about twenty-five minutes, the speech ended, and the audience gave Miles some applause. He said he was open for a Q&A session, but most people left, for Miles had done a great job of explaining his extremely boring topic. At least, it was boring for me. Xavier zipped up the backpack, except for a tiny hole, which I peeked out of. I fed information to Sylvester as Xavier made his way over to Miles. I ducked my head down and listened as Xavier spoke.
"Hello, Miles," Xavier said. "My name is Xavier. Could we possibly go into a backroom and chat? I have something that needs to stay private, if you'd allow."
"Oh, sure," Miles said. "Follow me."
I looked over Xavier's shoulder as he followed the young game designer to a room behind the stage. There was a table, a few chairs, and a large, bulky bag on the ground. It looked like something that would come out of Minecraftia, for the shape inside of it was quite blocky.
"What would you like to talk about?" Miles asked.
"I need your help with something," Xavier said. "I might sound crazy, but I'll give it a try. Okay, so I was walking in my downtown area where I'm from and came upon these guys."
Right when Xavier said that, he zipped open the backpack and grabbed me and Sylvester, and then set us on the table. Sylvester then floated up in the air. I looked up into Miles' deep blue eyes. They pierced through me, and he began to analyze me with them. I looked down at his mouth as it curled into a smile, which quickly faded away. He flicked his eyes to Sylvester, looking the blazeman over. He then shot his eyes back up to Xavier, looking him straight in the eyes.
"Is this some kind of joke?" he asked. "Are you serious? What did you do to make these guys so realistic?"
"I'm not kidding," Xavier said. "These dudes are real."
"He's right," Sylvester said. "Here."
Sylvester began shooting fireballs at the table, and Xavier quickly put the small embers out after they were lit. Miles looked at Sylvester, and then back at Xavier again.
"What do you want me to do?" Miles asked. Xavier had convinced him that we were real.
"They were teleported out of their world," Xavier said. "We need you to get them back in somehow. This is Steve, of course, and the blaze's name is Sylvester. If you know how we can do this so that they can return, I'd like to know."
"I might have just the thing," Miles said. After Miles said that, he stood up and walked over to the bag in the corner of the room. He lifted it up and swung it onto the table. It landed with a heavy thud, and Miles started to zip open the bag. I turned back to look at Xavier, and he smiled at me and Sylvester, then gave us a thumbs-up, which meant good in this dimension. I looked back at Miles to see him pulling something out of the bag that I recognized. It looked like it came straight from Minecraftia.
I was looking right at a command block.