Sixty-Two
Fest of the Craft

"Okay, let's go over the list one more time. Snacks?"

"Check," Charizard nodded curtly, holding up a box's worth of bagged Doritos.

"Computers?"

"Check," Flygon piped, plugging in a cord and booting up the four computers.

"Survival guide?"

"Check," Kirlia said, holding up a Minecraft pamphlet.

"Okay," Treeko said, sitting on one of the chairs and putting on a headset, "let's craft!"

The four Pokémon were up at roughly 11:02 PM, stationed at four computers—one in each corner. Treeko and Kirlia had promised a Minecraft lesson, and there they were.

"The first thing you want to do is build a shelter," Kirlia explained, also wearing a headset. "Doesn't need to be fancy; get some dirt blocks, make a 2-by-2 home with a roof."

"Well okay then," Charizard snorted, already digging.

"I've got the—aww, it's a chicken!" he laughed at the screen. "It's a block chicken! I'm going to call it Kevin! Here, kevy, want to come into my nice, warm dirt mound?"

Kirlia face palmed.

"So you all have shelters?" Treeko asked.

"Yep." "Sure do!"

"Great. Now you need some wood."

"Okay!" Flygon said. "…how do I get wood?"

"Punch a tree," Kirlia answered curtly. Hehe, curtly Kirlia.

"Punch a tree?" Charizard repeated.

"Punch a tree."

"Okay then, HI-YA!" Charizard roared, punching through the screen.

"No, not literally!" Kirlia moaned. "With your character! CLICK ON THE BLOCK!"

"Too late," he noted, picking glass shards out of his talons.

"You live with these people?" Kirlia asked Treeko, both of which had obtained wood.

"Yea…Flygon, where are you?" Treeko asked.

"Over by this dark section of mountain, why?" Flygon answered.

"IT'S ALMOST DUSK! GET IN YOUR HOUSE!"

"Okay, OKAY! WHERE'S KEVIN?!" he asked, panicked.

"Now is NOT THE TIME! KEVIN'S GONE!" Kirlia shouted.

"HE'S DEAD?!" Flygon shrieked. "NOOOOO—Aww, a cute cucumber thing!"

"NONONONONORUNRUNRUN!" Kirlia and Treeko both shouted at once.

"Ssss…BOOM!" came from Flygon's screen.

Flygon gaped at the screen as the words You have died. Respawn? Flashed.

"Amateur," Treeko snorted, standing atop a wooden castle.

"Ditto," Kirlia sighed, standing on her own.

Three hours of Minecraft later…

Treeko flung off his headset and loudly proclaimed, "WHOOO! YEA! EAT MY SWORD, ENDERDRAGON! YOU JUST GOT TREEKO-ED!"

Kirlia rolled her eyes but smiled anyway as the credits and end poem rolled.

Suddenly, the lights flicked on and they looked over to see a tiered Serperior.

"What are you guys doing…? It's 1 am in the morning!" she asked, rubbing her cucumber-shielded eyes.

"Beating Minecraft, what are you doing?" Kirlia asked.

Serperior laid on the floor, sleeping.

"…but I was watching her the whole time!"

BONUS: Reevee21 does the bucket!

"So, did you hear about that ice bucket challenge thing?" Percy asked casually as the author and he were walking to the narrating platform.

"'Course I did!" she answered. "Who hasn't? That thing has been merciless to Facebook, though. My mom can't go five clicks without encountering some video."

"Right, right right right," he dismissed, "are you ever going to do it?"

"Me? Eh," she shrugged, "I might. I get to nominate someone, don't I?"

"Yea."

"Well, Amberdiamondswords did it, why can't I?"

"Well WOULD you do it?"

"…yerp! Wait, why?" Reevee21 asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No reason," Percy whistled innocently. "So you're going to?"

"Well, you've convinced me!" she answered.

"Are you going to donate?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuh...does it matter?"

"I don't know…what were you going to do?"

"Who are you, Dory? I'm taking the ice bucket challenge!"

Just then, the author swung open the platform's door—only to meet with a bucket of ice and water.

"HOLY MILTANK! AUUUUUGH! AUUUUUGH IT'S COLD! AUUUUUUUU—"she screamed, running in circles for a bit while Zelda and Agumon laughed from above.

Spittle eventually put them down as Reevee21 stood, arms crossed, hair dripping in front of her face, Eevee ears drooping.

"And who do you nominate?!" Percy laughed.

"Rosehrulez!" she proclaimed, shaking her head like a dog. "I nominate Rosehrulez! THIS ICE IS DOWN MY SHIRT! SOMEONE GET A TOWEL!"

(Drying off with towel) Percy, you little Rattata!
Percy: (shrugs)
Rose, you do the ice bucket challenge via Fanfiction (do it in an author's note, chapter, etc.) within twenty-four hours-or all this ice pain was for nothing. I swear, I'm like half glaceon right now.
ON A SIDE NOTE, thanks for reading, everyone! Be sure to leave a review, click that follow/favorite button like the AWESOME READERS you are, hug you're Eevee, and I'll see you next chapter!
Zelda: We're allowing nominations for the Pokémon! ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE FOR THE WIN!