"Then we must assemble the Master Builders!" Vitruvius exclaimed. I don't know what came next, but suddenly, we were back in the saloon, in Vitruvius' weirdly decorated room. "I will send out these mechanical birds. They will stop by an internet café and email the remaining Master Builders." What? The birds can email? I'm starting to enjoy this guy! "They will assemble in Cloud Cuckoo land," Vitruvius finished.

"Cuckoo?" I asked. "What about my training?"

"Don't worry, Emmet," Vitruvius said, picking up a fish with a wand attached to the front. It started drilling. "Your training begins now." He took one step. I moved backwards. That drill fish thing is creeping me out. There came a knock at the door. "Piano man!" the guy said. "Open up!"

"Your training begins later!" Vitruvius said.

"Everyone out!" Wyldstyle cried. She shoved us all out the window and we climbed up. We heard an explosion and climbed faster. "I think we're in the clear," Wyldstyle said, once we made it to the top.

"Yeah!" I cheered and prepared a high five for Wyldstyle.

"Stop!" the sheriff cried. "Hand over the Piece of Resistance!"

"We would rather he died than hand it over to you!" Wyldstyle said.

"I would rather...he not died," I cried.

"We can do this the easy way," the bad cop started, "or the-"

"Go, go, go!" Wyldstyle cried, pushing me forward.

"The hard way!" the cop yelled. "Fire at will!"

"Wyldstyle?" I cried. "They're shooting at us!"

"Keep going, don't stop, go!" Wyldstyle urged. "Vitruvius, which was to Cloud Cuckoo Land?"

"Head for the big bright thing in the sky," Vitruvius replied.

"You mean the sun?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah, yeah, that," Vitruvius said.

"Here, use this," Wyldstyle said, building a hangglider around me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"This should get us out of here!" she explained.

"I don't know what I'm doing!" I warned. I flapped it a few times until I was shot down by a beam from the police. It landed in a water tank, while Vitruvius and I land in-oh no. "Pigs! I hate pigs!"

"Quit playing in the mud!" Wyldstyle cried. "I could really use your help!"

"I could really use your help!" I replied. I started screaming and tried to slow down as a girl robot with a Gatling gun aimed at me, charged and ready to shoot an second. The door broke down on top of her, crushing her. "Wyldstyle!" I cheered.

She grabbed the cord stuck on me, all the pigs stuck on it, pulled us up, and used the pigs to move the strange car. "They're gaining on us!" I cried.

"We need to build something!" Wyldstyle replied.

"Let's have Emmet do it," Vitruvius suggested, rather calmly.

"Let's not have Emmet do it!" I replied. "I haven't had any training!"

"That's okay, we can train now. First step, trust your instincts," Vitruvius said.

"Build something, Emmet!" Wyldstyle said. "Hurry!"

I picked up a two by one piece, looked around for anything else, found another of the same piece loose, and put it together. "Aha!" I cheered. I threw it behind us. The police just ran over it like it was nothing. "Unless your instinct are terrible," Vitruvius said, disappointed.

The sheriff shot at us a few times, most of the lasers missing. One shot off the wheel. I closed my eyes and caught it on instinct and reflex, so it won't take my head off.

"The wheel!" Wyldstyle cried. We started to wobble and spin. "Emmet, here's your chance," Vitruvius said. "We need to attach the wheel to something that spins around."

"I can't control it much longer!" Wyldstyle said.

Vitruvius only spoke once, but it kept repeating in my head. Subconsciously, my head stayed still while my body spun with the ride. "Oh!" I exclaimed. I popped my hair off and put the wheel on it instead. I threw my hair into the car and hopped over the side, grabbing on with my feet. "Emmet, what are you doing?" Wyldstyle asked.

I put my feet in place, then bent down. I kept my body as still as possible so my head would move with the ground. "Give it a try, Wyldstyle!" I exclaimed.

"Let's hope this works!" she said. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't get dizzy from staring at many things at the same time. I've done that before. It was fun for a while until I got nauseous. Wyldstyle turned the car away from the cliff. I heard the police fall over the cliff. "Dang iiiitttt!" he cried as he fell. "Hey! It worked!" Wyldstyle cheered.

"Hey! I did it!" I cheered as well. My first great idea that had nothing to with a couch! That's an upgrade! I'm doing it! I'm becoming a Master Builder! "You actually did it!" Wyldstyle said. "Uh oh! Hang on!" She tried to turn the car away, but it crashed and exploded. We all flew into the air. I screamed, found my hair and replaced it, and screamed on the way down again.

"Hey!" the bad cop said. "Get off my train!"

"Go, go, go!" Wyldstyle urged. We started running, to where she turned the steam pipe downwards to face him. I saw him pull out his gun to shoot at someone blindly. "Wyldstyle!" I cried and jumped in front of her. He hit me in the leg and I fell. "Ow-ow-ow-owie!" I cried. She built a ramp, which he drove up, and flew into the air.

His car turned into a flying car. "Rest in pieces," he said over the intercom of his car and blasted the bridge in front of us. The train didn't have enough time to stop and fell over the side.

"Hey, for what it's worth, thanks for saving my life, even if it was pointless," Wyldstyle said.

"Well, this has been about the best fifteen minutes of my life," I replied. I reached for her hand before I hit something hard.

"Ow."

"What's up, everybody?" a deep, gruff voice asked. I sat up in the chair and looked at the driver's seat to see...Batman? "Batman?!" I exclaimed, jumping in my seat.

"What's up, babe?" Batman asked, holding Wyldstyle's hand.

"Oh, Emmet, this is my boyfriend, Batman," Wyldstyle said.

"Batman's your boyfriend?" I asked, shocked.

"It's actually a funny story, right Bat..." her voice trailed off as she looked at an empty seat. Batman turned up on the cop's car, turned it into a baby carriage and fell with it. "Oh no, your boyfriend's gone," I said semi sarcastically. If Batman's gone, then I can date Wyldstyle.

"What did I miss?" Batman asked.

"What?" I cried. But, he just fell! I watched him! Wow, Batman is good! No wonder he's a superhero! "Let's hold hands," Wyldstyle said.

"Uh, guys?" I said. "We're about to crash into the sun!"

"Yeah, but it's gonna look cool."

We crashed into it and made the bat symbol inside.

Author's Note

"Oh no, your boyfriend's gone," he says, pretending to care.