Games

Ch 2: Poke the Fish

I write my name on the sheet last. Then Jason takes the sheet and slides it into the teleporting mailbox. The GameMaster will receive our sign-up sheet in approximately five seconds, and we'll probably be teleported to his GameRoom a few seconds later.

PIGGLEBIGGLEBOOMZAPBANGTSSSS!

And now we're all in the GameRoom. The GameRoom is a boring gray room that players stay in while the GameMaster is finishing the game's set up. I turn to Ty, who is fidgeting nervously. "You ready?" I ask.

"Ready to get my memory wiped? Of course," he replies sarcastically.

Jason rolls his eyes. "As long as we don't die during any of the challenges, we can all make it out, even if we don't all win. And after we get out, you'll get your memory back, so don't worry."

"I'm still going to worry," Ty says, fiddling his thumbs. "I just have this feeling... like, I just know this isn't going to end well..."

"You'll be fine," I assure him.

"Will you?"

"I- Yes. We all will be."

"How do you know?"

"It's a SkyBrine thing. I can see the future," I lie. Hey, if it'll ease his nervousness, why not?

He shrugs. "Alright, then..."

"Everyone ready?" I call out.

"Yup!" everyone but Ty replies.

"Remember the plan?"

"Yeah, but we'll forget as soon as he wipes our memories," Seto says, "so it's a pretty pointless plan."

"Well. If you do manage to keep your memory, remember to gather as much information about the GameMaster as you can," I say.

They all nod. "Got it."

"Attention, players!" a voice echoes around the room. "You will be teleported to the 'Challenge Times Eight' entrance in ten seconds. Please prepare."

Prepare? How?

PIGGLEBIGGLEBOOMZAPBANGTSSSS!

I glance around. There's a large, golden arch in front of me covered with neon green swirls. Eight feet to my right is a gray, soft-looking wall, and there's another wall eight feet to my left. I twist around to find another gray wall behind me, except this wall has a blood red door in the middle of it. Above the door are the words "CHALLENGE NUMBER ONE" in bright orange letters. I walk toward the door and pull on the iron handle, but I can't open it. It's locked.

I turn back around and realize the rest of the Team has spawned. Ty (where is his tail?) is staring in awe at the arch, which now has glowing neon swirls all over it. Jason is running his hand across one of the gray walls, apparently liking how soft it is. Ian is poking one of Quentin's fins and wrinkling his nose at the sliminess. Mitch is petting Jerome's ears, and Seto is watching in amusement. He notices me watching him and walks over to me. "You aren't petting anyone and you don't look entirely confused, so can I assume that you still remember everything?" he asks.

I nod. "And I guess you do, too?"

"Yeah." He's silent for a bit. "Should we stop Ian..? Quentin looks pretty mad..."

"Nah, he's fine. He probably secretly likes it."

Seto raises an eyebrow. "Of course he does," he agrees sarcastically.

"Welcome to 'Challenge Times Eight!'" the voice booms over the room. "I am your host, the GameMaster! Your first challenge will not take place until tomorrow, so you have the rest of the day to get to know each other and to build yourselves rooms in the Living Quarters using the unlimited blocks I have supplied for you. Have fun!"

"Wait, where are the Living Quarters?" Ty asks, finally looking away from the golden arch.

"Let's go find 'em!" I shout, marching under the arch. As soon as I pass under it, a faint green glow covers my body. "Woah," I whisper, looking down at myself. "What is that?"

"That's your gamemode being changed!" the GameMaster suddenly shouts. I practically jump out of my skin in surprise. "You are now capable of opening your inventory and finding an unlimited amount of every kind of block! Use your time wisely, as this power will only be available to you until the end of the day."

"Oh, cool!" I cheer, opening my backpack. I pull out a block of budder. "YES! I HAVE BUDDER!"

"Uh, sir? That's gold," Ty informs me, looking at me as if I'm crazy.

I gasp. "TY, NO! I GET THAT YOU'VE BEEN STRIPPED OF YOUR MEMORY AND ALL, BUT THAT DOES NOT MAKE IT ACCEPTABLE TO CALL BUDDER 'G-O-L-D!'" I yell, shuddering at the sound of those cursed letters coming out of my mouth.

"U-Uh... Okay?" Ty responds, still looking at me like I'm mental.

"You promise to call it budder from now on?" I ask.

"Um... Yeah, sure," Ty agrees. Aw. He's cute when he's confused.

"Awesome! Now, come on, let's go find the Living Quarters so we can start building our rooms or whatever."

"Hold on, don't we need to introduce ourselves?" Jason asks.

Oh, right. They don't remember each other. "I'm Sky!" I call out.

"Jerome!"

"Mitch!"

"Ian!"

"Seto," Seto says, ignoring the rest of us and walking towards a tall building that looks like it could be the Living Quarters. Okay, then. Guess he's too excited to wait for the rest of the introductions. Well, maybe 'excited' isn't the word...

"Jason!"

"Quentin, and I'm NOT A FISH, FOR THE LAST TIME, IAN!" he yells as Ian pokes his fin again and whispers the word "fish."

"I'm Ty," Ty says quietly. Omigosh, too cute. He's all shy like he was when he first met Team Crafted.

I walk backwards so I'm standing by Ty. "Come on, you know each other now, so let's go!"

"We don't really know each other well-" Ty begins.

I cut him off. "We'll learn about each other while we're building our rooms. Let's go!" Ty chuckles, and I grab his wrist and pull him towards the building Seto ran off to. Everyone else follows us.

The tall building is dark green, and it looks like it's made completely out of clay. It's about one hundred blocks away from the arch, and the area between the arch and the building is all grass. I sprint across the distance with Ty right beside me and the others about three blocks behind. "Last one to the building is a faulty spawn egg!" I shout, causing the others to run faster. Ty laughs and runs faster as well, and so do I.

We end up reaching the building at the exact same time, and thus getting stuck in the thin, one-block-wide door.

Seto smirks as he watches us all fight to get through the door first. "Really?"

I nod. "Really," I say seriously, pushing past Quentin to get inside. "WOO! I'M NOT A FAULTY SPAWN EGG!"

Jason gets through next. "Success!"

Ty squeezes through. "Woohoo!"

Jerome crawls between Mitch and Ian's legs, yelling "I'M THE TOP BAC!"

Mitch, Ian, and Quentin all fall through the door at the same time. "Butts," Quentin says. "Does that mean we're all faulty spawn eggs?"

I nod. "Indeed it does. Now, time to get building!"

We all glance around the building. It's ceiling is sixteen blocks high, and there aren't any inside walls. "Are you guys okay with splitting the building into two floors and then having four people on each floor?" Seto asks.

Everyone nods their agreement. "I call first floor!" I yell. I want easy access to my room. Plus, I haz an idea...

"I'll take the second floor," Seto says.

"I want second floor, too!" Mitch shouts, pulling out a cobblestone stair block and starting on the construction of a small staircase.

"I'm going with Mitch!" Jerome says quickly. Lol, #Merome. If they still remembered what #Merome is, then I would be teasing them about it by now. Sadly, I will have to teach them about the ships all over again.

"I'll stay down here," Ty says quietly. #Skylox!? Probably not. I wish, though.

"I want first flo-" Jason starts.

"NOPE! NOPE, NOPE, NOPE! QUENTIN AND I WANT THE SAME FLOOR, AND SINCE THERE'S ONLY ONE SPOT OPEN ON THE SECOND FLOOR, THAT MEANS WE BOTH NEED SPOTS ON THE FIRST!" Ian shrieks, pushing Jason up the hastily made staircase.

"W-What!? No we don't!" Quentin argues. "I want to be as far away from you as possible!"

"Aw, come on, Fish, don't be like that!"

"I'm not a fish, I'm an amphibian!"

"FIESH!" I call out helpfully. Sort of helpfully.

Quentin glares at me.

"Okay, just so you two will be forced to be on the same floor, I'm taking the last second floor spot," Jason says.

Quentin grumbles something about "butts" and then plops down on the floor. "Someone build walls around me. I want a room so small that only one person can go inside at a time."

Ian frowns. "Oh, Quentin! I'm sorry! Okay, I'll admit, you're an amphibian. Now will you share a room with me?"

"WHAT!? I- NO!" Quentin screeches. "WE DID NOT AGREE TO THIS!"

"Can I agree to it for him?" I ask. Quentin glares at me again. I shrug and smile sheepishly.

"Ian, you need to let Quentin have his own room," Ty says. Ty, nu! You're ruining the Ssunkipz! "Look, we'll make a three-block-wide hallway from the front door to the staircase, and then we'll split each side of the building in half so we all have the same size rooms. And so we all have our own rooms."

Quentin nods. "Sounds good."

Eh, it's kind of boring-ish, but whatever. I've written the majority of this story already, I'm just splitting it into chapters now so I can post it.

DUNZ WORRY, IT GETS SO MUCH BETTER.

Thoughts on the Derp and the Fiesh?

(I'm fairly sure Quentin really is secretly enjoying Ian's poking. AND I MEANT THAT IN THE MOST INNOCENT, FLUFFY WAY POSSIBLE.)

Thanks for the feedback on Chapter One, guys. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH. You're gonna hate me though when we get farther into the story... MUAHAHAHAHA

Baiii, my be-ay-yoo-tiful Rulers!