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  The Accidental Minecraft Family

  MegaBlock 3 Edition

  Books 9-12

  By: Pixel Ate

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  The Accidental Minecraft Family

  Book 9

  Chapter 1

  “Meow, purr meow purr?” Bruce asked the black cat that lived with the witch, Esmerelda.

  “Purr purr purr mer meeerooooow,” the black cat said, its ears pointed forward.

  Bruce stood up, his tail waving in the air, the very tip pointed forward as he bonked his head into the head of the black cat. “Purr meow,” he said, then hopped up onto his customary perch: the saddle on the back of Dirtymud, the donkey.

  Kate shook her head at the cat who wouldn’t let anyone else ride the donkey, like he was the prince of Minecraft or something.

  “Alright, dearies, now you hurry back with my treasures!” Esmerelda said, tapping her fingers together.

  “Treasures?” Dad asked, tilting his head to the side. “You mean the things you need to help us get home?”

  The witch cackled; a high-pitched laugh that made the little hairs on the back of Dad’s neck stand up. “Yes dearie, those treasures are what I need if you want my help!”

  Dad frowned and stared at her for a moment, then shrugged and turned to his family that was packed and ready to go. They had spent the previous night in their cool treehouse before getting ready to go to the beach. The kids could barely sleep; they were just too excited to go to the beach.

  “Can we go? Can we go?” Jack asked, bouncing on his feet. Mom gave him ‘The Look.’

  “Goodbye Esmerelda. Thank you for your help,” Mom told the witch.

  “Oh no dearie, thank YOU for the help.” The witch twirled, her newly cleaned clothes flaring out. Mom rolled her eyes and smiled at the same.

  “BEACH DAY!” Jack yelled for the hundredth time.

  “BEACH DAY!” Kate sang back.

  Jack and Kate high-fived and looked at their parents with excitement.

  “We all ready, then?” Dad asked, pointing ahead of them. Kate nodded so quickly it looked as if her head might fall off. Jack looked all around at the swamp and sighed. “It’s kind of sad that I didn’t get any slime balls though.” His lower lip went out in a pout.

  “What's that, dearie?” Esmerelda asked, leaning closer toward him.

  Jack looked at her, then shrugged. “Oh, I just really wanted some slime balls so I could make a slimepoline.”

  “What is a slimepoline?” the witch asked, a deep wrinkle across her forehead. “Is it some strange respawner thing?”

  Jack nodded. “Only one of the best things EVER! You can bounce on it all day!”

  Esmerelda raised a single confused eyebrow at him. “And you need slime balls?”

  Jack nodded again. “That’s why I was so excited to come to the swamp! I knew there would be a bunch of slimes, but then we had to destroy them all with lava and didn’t get any.”

  Esmerelda dug around in her robes and held a hand out to Jack, with a full stack of slime balls on it. “Is this enough?”

  Jack gasped. “Can... can I have those?”

  Esmerelda nodded as a smile spread on her face. Jack reached out to take the slime balls, but she jerked her hand away. “First you have to promise you’ll make me a... what did you call it? Slimepoline? When you get back with my treasures.”

  Jack began bouncing, unable to contain his excitement. “I will! I will!”

  Esmerelda cackled. “How many slime balls do you need? I’ve got chests full of them on account of the... accident.”

  “You mean the immortal slimes that kept growing?” Dad asked.

  Esmerelda gave him the stink eye, but nodded. “Yes, that accident.”

  “I need as many as I can get really,” Jack said.

  “Jack,” Mom said, “don’t be greedy.”

  Jack sighed. “Okay, maybe... let’s see. If I want the slimepoline to be four squares by four squares, that’s...”

  Mom perked up. “Oh, you’re doing math? Good!”

  Jack rolled his eyes. “Okay, four-by-four blocks is sixteen slime blocks, and it takes nine slime balls to make a slime block soooo...” He closed his eyes to do the math.

  “144 slime balls!” Kate blurted out.

  “Kate!” Jack yelled. “I was doing it!”

  “Good job, Kate!” Mom said with a quick clap.

  Jack pouted, frustrated at Kate, until Esmerelda pulled another two stacks of slime balls out of her robe, holding a three full stacks of 64. “Is that all, dearie? Well, that’s barely scratching the surface of what I have. Here you are.”

  Jack snatched the two stacks of slime balls out of her hands and jumped up and down as if he was already on slime blocks. “YES! SLIMEPOLLLIIIIIIIINEEEE!”

  “Jack, calm down,” Dad said. Jack didn’t calm down. Instead, he bounced around them, floss dancing. The witch smiled at him at first, but her smile morphed into a puzzled frown as she watched him repeatedly swing his arms from the back to the front, switching sides over and over.

  “Is he okay?” she asked, still staring at the dancing Jack.

  Dad chuckled. “He’s fine. It’s just a weird dance he likes to do.”

  Esmerelda looked at her hands, then slowly moved her arms behind her, fumbling and hitting herself in the butt. “Hmm. It’s harder than it looks.”

  Kate laughed. “Can we go now?”

  “Yes please!” Dad said, grabbing one of Jack’s flailing arms. “Family... ROLL OUT!”

  Mom rolled her eyes, waved to Esmerelda, and the family started walking.

  Chapter 2

  They had only walked for an hour before they were out of the swamp, and Mom was jumping for joy on the solid ground. “No more soggy feet!” Even Bruce seemed happy, jumping off Dirtymud to run around in circles on the ground before he laid on his back and pawed at something invisible in the air.

  They had entered a savanna, the warm weather no longer humid like in the swamp. Green fields stretched in front of them as far as they could see. There were mountains to one side and a sparkling creek on the other, with the beautiful bright blue sky spread wide above them. Kate took a deep breath of the fresh-smelling air and smiled. She would love nothing more than to take off on a horse, galloping through the fields with the wind in her hair and the sun on her face.

  She took a step towards Dirtymud, putting one hand on his neck and the other on his saddle. Immediately, Bruce jumped up and yelled at her. “MEOW!”

  Kate folded her arms and glared at the cat. “Since when did he become YOUR donkey?”

  Bruce sniffed, lifting his nose into the air. “Meow meow meow purr.”

  Kate sighed and stepped away from Dirtymud while Jack laughed.

  “These trees sure are pretty,” Mom said, looking around. “I’d like to get some of their wood!”

  Dad nodded. “That’s probably a good idea. We need to make sure we keep up a good stock of supplies.”

  Mom smile
d and winked at Jack. “Jack, go punch a tree!”

  Jack laughed, remembering the very time he had told Mom the same thing when they had just come into the world. He ran to the nearest tree and began harvesting it, Mom doing the same to another. They harvested enough trees to get two full stacks of Acacia wood. They ate some lunch and continued on their way.

  The day was getting late and the sun well past the afternoon mark when a beautiful sight slowly came into view in front of them: a big blue ocean and light sandy beach. “It’s so pretty!” Kate said, then smiled at Jack.

  “BEACH DAY!” They shouted in unison and took off at a run.

  “Wait!” Dad yelled, and they screeched to a halt, looking back at him. “Not today,” he said. “We need to be smart about this. Let’s make a shelter first, then we can have a beach day tomorrow.”

  “Okay,” Jack said, pouting and dragging his feet back to his parents.

  “Don’t have such a sad face,” Mom said, lifting his chin up. “We’ll go first thing in the morning, okay?” Jack gave a weak grin but then looked at Kate. “Are you thinking the same thing I’m thinking?”

  She got a huge grin on her face. “Yep... turtles!” she shouted.

  “Sandcastle!” Jack shouted at the same time, then looked at Kate, confused. “Wait, what?”

  Kate cracked up. “I guess we weren't thinking the same thing after all.”

  They walked to the sand, and Mom shook her head, stopping on the grass. “I think we should just build a shelter right here.”

  Dad chuckled. “Dear, it's been a few days. The sand shouldn’t bother you much.”

  She scrunched up her nose. “Just looking at it makes me itch.” She shivered at the thought as Dad held his hand out to her. Mom looked at him and sighed, but took his hand anyway and followed him onto the sand.

  “Let’s build a sandcastle!” Jack suggested.

  “I already told you, Jack. We need to build a shelter first.”

  “Actually,” Kate said, “that would make a good shelter and we have plenty of materials right here. We can look for turtles tomorrow.

  Dad smiled at her, then cocked an eyebrow. “Why do you want turtles?”

  “Because they are so CUTE!” she squealed.

  “Of course,” Dad chuckled. “I should have known. Jack smirked and started digging sand. They worked together and built the general shape of the sandcastle, a bigger shelter than they usually built.

  Mom eyed the building. “It’s very neat looking... but are you sure it will hold? I don’t want sand caving in on us while we sleep.”

  Jack laughed. “It’s fine, Mom. I used sandstone for the ceiling and the frames around the doors and windows. It won’t collapse.”

  “In that case, I’ll go get it set up inside.” Mom went in, shutting the door behind her.

  “I’ll catch us some fresh fish!” Dad said, quickly crafting a fishing rod. Bruce licked his lips and if cats could smile, he did so then, as he followed Dad to the edge of the water. It had been days since he’d had a fresh fish!

  “Alright Kate,” Jack said, rubbing his hands together. “Let’s make this a real castle!”

  “We don’t have enough time to get too crazy,” Kate said.

  Jack nodded. “I know, but we can still make it look kinda cool!”

  “Okay,” Kate said, “I’ll do the moat and you do the crenellations?”

  Jack scrunched up his forehead. “The whatellations?”

  Kate laughed. “The bumpy parts along the top!”

  “Oooh, gotcha. Here, let me empty the bucket for you.”

  “We really need another bucket,” Kate said.

  “We just haven't had enough time to mine more iron.” Jack built a two-block tower out of sand, and poured the lava bucket on it, making a cascading lava tower, then handed the bucket to Kate.

  Kate looked at the lava creation and smiled. “Pretty,” she said, taking the bucket and putting it in her inventory. “I think to save time I'll just make the moat one-block deep.”

  “Yeah, but if you go two-deep, it’ll stop mobs from getting to us,” Jack said.

  Kate nodded. “Good point. I’ll go two deep.”

  “I’ll help with the digging to get the sand for the castle,” Jack said. They walked around the sandcastle to decide how far away the moat should be and began digging.

  Chapter 3

  Dad was enjoying his time at the shore, relaxing and casting his line into the water. He built a small, two-block wide pier of wood and crafted a seat for himself at the end. “Ahhh, this is just what the doctor ordered,” he told Bruce.

  He watched the bobber as it floated on the water, enjoying the moment of peace to sit back and unwind. He was so relaxed he even missed the first group of bubbles that came to his bobber and had to re-cast the line out. He didn’t mind, though. Ever since they had been in Minecraft, they were constantly busy. Building, exploring, fighting, helping villagers and witches... it was fun, but the jobs never ended!

  Behind him he could hear the kids working away, and Dad was happy they were having a good time. This time, though, when the bubbles came up to his bobber, he yanked perfectly, a fish flying out of the water into his waiting hand.

  “Meow,” Bruce said, drool coming off his mouth.

  “Oh, come on. You’re a cat. Humans first,” Dad told him.

  Bruce narrowed his eyes at Dad, accepting the challenge. The next time a fish bit the line, Dad yanked back and the fish came flying, only to have Bruce catch it mid air as he cartwheeled like a ninja. “Meow!” he shouted, shaking the fish in his mouth at Dad, before turning his butt to him and feasting on his well-earned snack.

  “Oh that’s how you want to play it?” Dad growled at the cat, and stood up from his relaxing chair, fishing even harder. This time when a fish came flying at him, Dad jumped in front of Bruce, who bounced off Dad’s back, landing on his paws with a grin of competitiveness. Dad wiggled the fish at Bruce before putting it in his inventory.

  The next time bubbles appeared, Bruce immediately climbed up Dad’s back and leapt off his head, catching the fish mid-flip in his waiting mouth and landing gracefully. Dad smirked at the cat. “You know what, I’m not even mad. That was really impressive. The next one is mine, though!”

  They continued fighting for fish until it was time to go in and cook dinner. Bruce walked proudly back to the shelter, with an extra spring in his step, having won the contest.

  With both Jack and Kate working, they dug an impressive moat pretty quickly, two-blocks deep and two-blocks wide all the way around their castle. Kate dumped all her sand for Jack, who happily picked it up, then she took out the bucket and headed toward the water. She brought Fang with her for company.

  Kate filled the bucket then ran back to the moat, placing the water blocks strategically so it would create a current that pushed things away from the castle. She was especially proud of that part.

  She was also keeping her eye out for turtles while she gathered water. She knew she should get her work done first, but it couldn’t hurt to look while she gathered what she needed, right?

  She moved up and down the edge of the water gathering buckets full and looking for turtles when she found a small river that connected to the ocean under some trees. Just as she dipped the bucket into the water, two drowneds spotted her and came up to attack. She pulled away from the water at once, knowing that since it was still bright out, they wouldn’t follow, but she frowned at them, frustrated.

  They had spotted her and would now follow her when she got close to the water. She considered yelling out for help, but shook that idea away. Jack and Dad were both skilled fighters, but she wanted to get better, too. They were doing way more fighting here than she ever had when she played the game back home, and she wanted to be a valuable member of their team. She set her face into a look of grim determination. “Alright Fang. Let’s kick some drowned butt.”

  A quick glance at Fang showed that his wolfy tail was sticking up- he was healthy
and ready to go. She pulled out her crossbow and took aim at the closest drowned. “Fang! Attack!” She fired, her enchanted crossbow shooting out three arrows for the cost of one, and hitting both drowneds.

  “Grrrrr,” Fang said, baring his teeth and charging into the first drowned she had hit. She thought she was a safe distance back, but evidently with the setting sun and being under the trees, the light level was low enough that the drowned could get out of the water easily. She found this out as the second drowned charged out of the water at her, gurgling and groaning. It almost sounded like Jack when he was brushing his teeth.

  She yelped as it hit her, taking out a chunk of hearts. “Uh oh,” she mumbled out loud as she moved backwards to keep the drowned away. “I probably should have reset my spawn point before fighting.” The drowned hit her again, and she shrieked. Another sizeable chunk of her hearts was gone. If she didn’t know any better, she would think these drowned were hitting harder than the ones they had fought before.

  Kate looked at Fang, whose tail was already in the middle, angled slightly downward, even though he attacked without fear. She fired again, hitting the drowned closest to her, and it flashed red, the arrow sticking in its shoulder. She ran backwards, keeping the drowned at a distance, and started circling back toward Fang. She had to help him!

  She wasn’t looking where she was going, though, and ran smack into a tree trunk, getting stuck in place long enough to get hit again. The drowned made a noise like it was happy to get her. Her hearts were shaking, bouncing around to indicate she was low on health. That didn’t matter to her though; her wolf was in trouble, and he couldn’t respawn!

  Kate looked at the drowned that had hit her, and anger rose inside of her. She hadn’t hurt them. She had just been minding her own business. Why did they have to be such jerks?! She was mad now, and fired one more time at the drowned, hitting it and poofing it away. “Yes!” She pumped her fist before turning and running toward her wolfy companion. His tail was low now, and she ran up to the drowned to get its attention, telling Fang to sit so he would stop attacking.