CUPA'S POV

I took Steve to the Biometanical Gardens, where I was going to meet up with my best friend Andr. When Steve saw the massive amounts of plant life in the Gardens, he could barely speak.

''I didn't know Minecraftia had such beautiful plants.''

''They're not naturally occouring in vanilla Minecraft, they're added by mods, like Biomes A Plenty, Natura, Forestry and Extrabiomes. Though they've really been accepted as normal here.''

''What does vanilla Minecraft mean?"

''The parts of Minecraft that aren't added by mods. They call it vanilla, because it's plain and boring.''

''That's my life you're talking about.''

''Alright, sure.''

We went into the tree section of the Gardens, where Andr said she would be waiting. We loved coming here to admire the oaks, spruces, acacias, birches and jungle trees, not to mention the modded trees like jacarandas, hellbarks, loftwoods, wenges, balsas, and redwoods. I saw Andr sitting under a yellow meranti, in the shade. She was an Ender, so she was tall for her age, about eighteen. She was wearing her usual long black boots, black coat and black hat with purple eyes on it. She saw us, and got up, then teleported over to us.

''Hey Cupa!'' she said in her usual cheery way.

''Hi Andr, how ya doing?''

''Just fine. So, you have a problem? Oh wait, I see whhat it is...'' She turned around and looked at Steve, a smug grin on her face.

''Who's this guy? Is he your boyfriend?''

I knew exactly what she was thinking, and quickly spoke up. ''Woah, woah, woah! Not that kind of a problem! Steve here is acting all wierd and stuff. He got all whack when he found out I was a creeper! Then he says he doesn't know what a mod is! And I found him in my basement!'' I gave her the drawing Steve had given to me, the one with the wierd skinny thing Steve was afraid of.

''He also said the only creepers he's ever seen look like this.''

Andr thought for a couple of ticks, then spoke. ''Wow, this is wierd. I can think of only two conclusions. One, Steve is retarded.''

''Andrea Manning-Portman, Steve is not retarded. I said.

''How do you know?''

''Uhh, I'm not retarded.''

''Cause he says he isn't.''

''Good point. That bring me to conclusion two. Steve has been alive for eight million years.''

''How could you possibly know that?'' I asked.

''Easy, he recognises what creepers look like all that time ago.''

''Okay, he is retarded.''

''Hey! It is possible!'' Steve said defensively.

''How?'' I asked him.

''Well, the last thing I remember was liquid helium pouring out into a lake I was hiding in. Don't ask why, I don't remember.''

''Is it possible? Could you have been frozen all those years?'' I said.

Andr wasn't buying it. ''There's no way. Your blood would freeze and expand, bursting your arteries, and ice crystals would destroy your cells.''

''Girl, you crazy. Most of Minecraftia doesn't follow gravity, let alone cellular deterioration. Whatever that means.''

''Alright, suppose he did. And he would survive how?''

''Hey, you know what that means? He's a human, not a player!''

''Is there a difference?'' Steve asked.

''Hang on, I'm getting a news report on my phone.'' Andr said.

''Woah, you listen to the news? Not many people I knew did.'' Steve asked. That's so cool! Say, what's a phone?''

Andr shrugged. ''I like to keep well informed. And a phone is a machine that lets you talk to people biomes away.''

''Wow.''

''Anyway, the report says they've lost communications contact with the Zombie Kingdom... Oh, shit. Cupa, this is bad.''

''Why?'' asked Steve.

''Because it's happened before. It could mean the end of Minecraft.'' I told him.

''How? Why? What's going on?''

''Okay, let me tell him, Cupa. I know what I'm talking about.'' Andr told me.

''All yours, Andr.'' I said to her.

''Okay Steve, listen up. A couple of hundred thousand years ago, Minecraftia updated to a modpack called Feed The Beast. This opened up new possibilities for the mobs living there. There was a glitch in the game that stopped players logging in. This meant mobs could take custody of Minecraftia. Around the fifth century BJ, that is, before Jeb_, each mob species chose a mod in which they were most specialised. The Skeletons chose Flan's Weapons Mod, the Enders, Buildcraft and Thermal Expansion, the Zombies, Forestry and Natura, and the Spiders, IndustrialCraft and Gregtech. The Creepers chose to stay with vanilla Minecraft.

Other mob species chose different mods. Now, one day, eleven years ago, we lost contact with the Spider Kingdom. A few months later, there was a huge attack on the Spiders. The entire kingdom was destroyed, and any survivors disappeared entirely.''

''Oh, my Notch.'' Steve said. ''So, no more spiders?''

''Well, there are rumours that a couple of spiders survived. Like, two. But it's probably just false hope. Anyway, everyone blamed the skeletons, since they were closest democratically, and had the capable weapons to destroy a Kingdom. They have always denied it, though. The Skeleton King himself said that if the rumours were true, and there were some spiders left, he would personally apologize. Now, apparently, the same thing is happening to the Zombie Kingdom.''

''The Zombie Kingdom is mostly agricultural.'' I told Steve. ''It supplies food to the other three Kingdoms. If it gets destroyed...''

''Minecraftia will starve.'' Steve finished solemnly.

''We have to get to the Zombie Kingdom and stop it from being totalled!'' Steve said.

''How can we do anything?'' Andr asked him.

''I'm a player. Or human. Or whatever. Anyway I'm supposed to stop these things! And I will!''

''Well, I'm coming too!'' I told Steve.

Andr sighed. ''Well then, I'm coming too. That's what friends are for, right?''

''Well then. lets GOOOOOO!'' Steve shouted, then ran off.

''Uhh, Steve?'' I called out. ''The Zombie Kingdom is that way!''

So, Steve knows what's happened, and the Zombies are in danger! Will they meet the same fate as the Spiders, at the hands of a mysterious, dark, ancient force? Find out next time! Please drop a comment if you want more, and later in the story I might add humans! Goldie's gotta go now! Bye!