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  The Accidental Minecraft Family

  MegaBlock Edition

  Books 1-4

  By: Pixel Ate

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  Disclaimer: This book is a work of fanfiction; it is not an official Minecraft book. It is not endorsed, authorized, licensed, sponsored, or supported by Mojang AB, Microsoft Corp. or any other entity owning or controlling rights to the Minecraft name, trademarks or copyrights.

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  Hey reader!

  We are SO excited you found our books and we dedicate this one to you. Everyone we have talked to so far has been super nice and loved the story! We love that people are getting to jump into these books and have some fun.

  We think now more than ever, we need to find ways to have a little fun! 2020 has been quite the year and the world is kind of a crazy place right now. For most of you, life probably isn’t very normal. You may or may not be going to regular school, and if you are, it probably doesn’t look the same as it used to. Many of you are learning from home which is kinda cool in some ways, but has it’s own challenges, too. We understand! Our life got tipped topsy-turvey as well. We want you to know that we get it! And it’s okay to have big feelings about it. Remember, if you’re feeling super stressed or worried or just really struggling, talk to an adult you trust. They’re probably feeling stressed and worried and struggling too! I think most of us are. But you don’t have to hide your feelings, and they can help you sort through them.

  This book was possible because of this crazy year. We had more time to spend with the kids at home and we wanted to find new things to do together. It’s important to remember, good things can come out of dark times!

  Anyways, that doesn’t have anything to do with Minecraft, but we thought it was important to say. We value you and are so glad you’re choosing to spend your time hanging out with The Accidental Minecraft Family!

  The Accidental Minecraft Family

  Book 1

  Chapter 1

  “AAAAAHHHH!” Mom screamed as she sat up and looked around. Bruce the cat had jumped on her head like he always did when she was asleep. This time though, when Mom opened her eyes to shove him off, she was not in her familiar bed with Dad sleeping away next to her. She wasn’t even in their house.

  “AAAAAHHHH!” she screamed again, and yelled at Dad, who was snoring loudly in his own bed next to hers.

  “ZZZZZZ!” snored Dad. She smacked his shoulder to wake him up.

  “Mom?” Kate said, blinking her eyes awake from her own bed, which was also right by Mom’s. She rubbed her tired face, and as her eyes focused and she saw where they were, she screamed, too.

  “AAAAAHHHH!!! Wake up, Jack!” She kicked her little brother who was fast asleep in another one of the beds.

  “ZZZZZZ!!” Dad still snored.

  Jack jumped out of bed, but he didn't scream. At least not in fear. “SO COOL!” he shouted punched at the air, then ran off to look around.

  “Jack! Wait up! Where are you going?!” Kate yelled and followed him.

  “ZZZZZZ!!!” Dad snored.

  Mom wasn’t having any more of it though, and threw the cat, Bruce, at him. The cat landed, as cats tend to do, with his claws out, right on Dad’s head.

  “Ow! Ya darn cat!” Dad said and stood up to move the cat. He grabbed at Bruce, whose full name was Bruce Lee the Scar-Faced Ninja Attack Kitty from Japan (Who Smells Like Poop), because of the streak of white fur that looked like a scar on his face. And because he farted. A lot.

  Bruce was too fast for Dad, though, and darted away.

  Mom had calmed down slightly, or at least she had stopped screaming. Then she got a good look at Dad and screamed again.

  “AHHH! You’re a blockhead!” she yelled, blinking her eyes in disbelief. She rubbed them and blinked again. Dad was still a blockhead. And a whole block body, for that matter. He had a block face, block arms, block torso, and block feet.

  “Hey, now!” Dad said, sounding quite offended. “There’s no need to call me names.” He turned to look at Mom and his mouth fell open in a square. “You’re a blockhead, too!” he shouted.

  “Is... is this real life?” Mom asked, nervously. Dad pinched her and she jumped. “Seems real to me,” he said.

  In unison, the two parents slowly looked around. Nothing seemed familiar. Well, except for their two kids running around chasing each other with the cat following closely after. They were used to that. But everything else? They had no idea where they were.

  “What is going on?” Mom asked, drawing out each word.

  “I don’t know, honey,” Dad said. “But if I had to guess, I think we might be in that video game the kids play. That miner-something-er-other...”

  “Oh, I knew it! I knew we never should have allowed video games in the house!” Mom said, stomping her block foot. “They are nothing but bad news! I’ve said all along they would rot your brain, but look what they did to us now! They rotted our whole life!” She crossed her arms angrily and stood up in a huff. “Jack! Jack, you get us out of here! Right this instant, young man!”

  “What in the world do we do now?” Dad asked to no one in particular.

  Just then, Jack came running over. “Mom! Dad! We are IN Minecraft! Isn’t this great?” Bruce the cat jumped into Jack’s arms, his favorite human. Jack rubbed his head on the cat’s head, and the cat purred. Even the cat was made of blocks.

  Kate followed shortly after. “Mom... Dad... I think we are in Minecraft,” she said. She didn’t sound nearly as excited as her brother, but she was smiling.

  As if on cue, all four of them looked around and, sure enough, they were in the world of Minecraft. There was just no other way to explain it. Everything was blocks. They had woken up in a row of block beds in the middle of a field. Off to one side were some block trees, and block sheep and block cows could be seen moving around in the distance. Even the white clouds up in the blue sky were blocks.

  “How in the world did we get here, Jack?” Dad asked.

  “Yes, Jack, what did you do?” Mom asked, too.

  Chapter 2

  “Me?” Jack asked, pointing to himself. “I didn’t do anything.”

  Dad folded his arms. “Jack, you get us home right this minute.”

  “I don't know how we got here! For real!” Jack looked somewhat offended.

  “Jack! Don't you yell at your father,” Mom said, waggling her finger.

  “Yeah, Jack,” Kate stuck her tongue out at her brother.

  “Meow,” Bruce said.

  “Not you too, Bruce,” Jack groaned before glaring at his sister. “You’re not the parent, Kate!” he yelled.

  “Okay, okay. That is enough!” Dad yelled to get everyone’s attention. He looked at Jack. Jack looked at Dad. Dad squinted at his son’s new and strange appearance, though even through all the blocks it was undeniable he was Jack. He had bright blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair that was about a month overdue for a haircut. “So what you’re saying is, we are trapped in this weird video game, we don't know how we got here, and we don't know how to get back out?”

  “Yep,” Jake said.

&nb
sp; “Yep,” Kate said.

  “Meow,” Bruce said.

  Dad threw his arms up to the sky and let out a loud wail. “Nooooo!”

  Jack and Kate jumped back, startled. Jack dropped Bruce, who trotted over to one of the beds. Family crisis or not, it was always a good time for a nap, if you asked him.

  Mom consoled Dad, rubbing his back. “Don’t be too upset honey, we can figure this out together. We are a family, it’s going to be okay.”

  Dad fell to his knees, cube shaped tears falling from his eyes. Jack and Kate also came over to hug him. They had never seen their Dad so distraught.

  “It’s okay, Dad,” Kate said as she hugged him.

  “You don’t... understand...” Dad choked out between cries.

  “What is it, Dad?” Jack asked.

  Dad sniffled and looked up at his family. “My ribs! I had ribs ready to go on the barbecue and now I won't get to make them!”

  Mom smacked him on the shoulder in exasperation. “That's what you're worried about right now? Barbeque ribs?!”

  Dad rubbed his shoulder. “I had a special sauce made and everything,” he pouted.

  Jack and Kate rolled their eyes.

  “Dad, you’re ridiculous,” Kate said as she stepped away.

  “What? Barbecue is important!” Dad wiped his cheeks and stood up. “How am I going to barbecue in a video game?”

  “That's... actually a good point,” Mom said, scrunching her face up in thought. “How are we going to eat? Are we going to starve here?” She looked terrified.

  “Oh, I know!” Kate said. “I can make a furnace and you can barbecue in that!”

  “Wait, what?” Dad asked, his eyebrows shoved together. “I think you must be confused, sweetie. How do I barbecue in a furnace? That’s for heating a house. And...” he looked around, “it doesn’t look like there even are any houses here.”

  “No, Kate is right,” Jack said. “Furnaces are how you cook things in Minecraft.”

  Dad thought about this for a moment. “So what you’re saying is, I can barbecue?”

  “I think so...” Jack said and shrugged his shoulders.

  Dad jumped up happily. “Everything is going to be okay!” he shouted in joy and picked Jack up to swing him around. He stopped suddenly. “Where will we get the meat?”

  “Oh, that’s an easy one,” Kate said, “we get it from cows.” She pointed to a cow in the distance.

  “Moo?” said the cow.

  Chapter 3

  “Katherine Marie Smith! We do NOT kill things!” Mom had one hand on her hip and her eyebrows pushed together in an angry scowl.

  Kate rolled her eyes. “Mom, it’s a video game, that's how we get meat.”

  “Well, I do not approve of violence. If I had known this was such a violent video game, I never would have let you play it,” Mom said, crossing her arms.

  Jack stood side by side with his sister. “Mom, it’s not violent, it’s survival. Besides, where did you get meat from back at home?”

  Mom sniffed and raised her chin. “I went to the store.”

  This time Dad rolled his eyes. “Honey, you know where meat comes from. Our kids know more about this place than we do, and if they want to make a barber- er- furnace for us, we should listen to them.”

  “Thanks, Dad,” Kate said.

  Dad nodded. “How much do you know about this place, anyway?” He looked around again at the strange landscape.

  Jack spoke up. “Well, we only played a little, like 20 or 30 hours maybe.”

  “20 hours!?” Mom shouted. “You spent an entire day playing a video game?!”

  “What?” Jack said. “That's not that much. We never really did anything besides build houses and tools and explore and stuff. So we know the basics about the game, but we’re still kind of noobs.”

  “We do know one really important thing, though,” Kate said. “We need to build a shelter before it turns to night.” She looked at the sky, as if she were judging how much daylight they had left.

  “It’s okay, kiddo,” Dad said, rubbing her shoulder. “You don't have to be afraid of the dark with Dad around.” He stood up a little straighter and puffed out his chest.

  “It’s not that, Dad,” Kate said. “At night... the mobs come out.”

  Mom smiled and her eyes got bright. “Mobs? People will find us? That’s great news!”

  “No Mom, not that kind of mob. She means monsters. They come out at night and we need to build a house so we’re safe from them,” Jack said.

  Dad eyed Jack to see if he was joking, but Jack's face was serious.

  “Nobody told me there were monsters in this game,” Mom said. “I am NOT happy you played a game with monsters.”

  Kate blew out a breath. “Mom, almost all games have some kind of monster. Even books have monsters, and you love when we read books.”

  Mom thought about that for a moment. “I suppose.”

  “What kind of monsters?” Dad asked.

  “Lots!” Jack said. “There are spiders and zombies and skeletons.”

  “And skeleton archers,” Kate added.

  “And slimes and vindicators...”

  “And witches!”

  Mom gasped. “Oh my goodness, that's so many!”

  “That's not all of them,” Jack said.

  “That’s enough, kids,” Dad cut them off. “Let’s not make your mother worry too much. Now tell me, how do we build a house?”

  Chapter 4

  “Building a house is easy,” Kate said. “We’ll have to build it out of dirt first, that will be the fastest.”

  “Oh no,” Mom said, shaking her head back and forth. “We can't do that.”

  “What? Why not?” Jack asked.

  “It will be so dirty,” Mom said and shuddered.

  Jack and Kate just looked at her, they couldn’t tell if she was joking or not. She seriously couldn’t be more scared of a dirt house than monsters, could she?

  “Honey,” Dad said, “let’s listen to the kids. They know this place better than we do.”

  “I suppose,” Mom sighed.

  Kate shook her head, smiling. “We have a little bit of time, we should explore and see if we can find a great place to build the house.”

  “Yeah!” Jack said, “I love exploring new seeds!”

  “Oh we can grow a garden?” Mom asked, perking up.

  “What? No,” Jack said. “Well, yes actually, but seed is another name for a Minecraft world. Every time you start a new game, you start in a unique world. No two are the same.”

  Mom must have missed that last part as she got very excited and clapped her hands. “Did you hear that, honey?” she asked Dad. “I can grow a garden!”

  “Yes, dear,” Dad said. “See? Maybe it won’t be so bad after all. Now what do you say we listen to the kids and explore a bit?”

  Mom took Dad's hand. “Okay kids, lead on!”

  Jack took off like a rocket, running around all over the place, while Kate went slower so her parents could follow. Bruce jumped up on Dad's head like a hat.

  “Meow,” he said.

  They walked around in a prairie for a while, finding nothing much different. Off in the distance were some huge mountains and behind them in the other direction was a forest thick with dark woods. It was warm, though not too hot, and the brilliant blue sky stretched wide above them.

  They continued walking, Jack running back every now and then like a yo-yo. Mom ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ at all the wildflowers they came across. The sun was getting high in the sky when suddenly Kate screamed.

  “Ahhhhhh!!!” she yelled, bouncing and pointing.

  “What? What is it?” Dad said, jumping in front of her, his fists up in protection.

  “It's.. it's... it’s... a HORSE!” Kate squealed. She did a little happy dance.

  “A horse?” Dad asked, but Kate was already gone, running as fast as her block legs would let her. “Is it dangerous!?” he shouted after her.

  “It probably
isn’t, dear,” Mom said. “It’s not like they’re monsters. You know Kate, she has always loved horses.”

  Just then Jack came running back. “Dad! Mom! I found a great spot! There's a small stream, and a pond, and it's close to trees... it’ll be perfect!”

  “Oh, finally,” Mom said, “I was getting tired of walking.”

  “Well, I can't run anymore because I’m so hungry,” Jack said.

  Mom gasped, her hands going to her mouth. “Oh no! My sweet baby! We have to get you some food!” She grabbed Jack up in a fierce hug, kissing him all over his head.

  “Mom!” Jack said, pushing her off. “It’s okay, my hunger bar is just low.”

  Mom looked at him curiously. “Hunger bar?”

  “Sure, it's that thing you see by all your hearts... you know, with the chicken legs?” Jack mimicked eating a chicken leg.

  “Oh! Is that what it is?” Mom asked.

  Jack nodded. “Yeah, if your hunger bar gets too low you can't run or heal your hearts. If it’s empty, it will even drain your hearts until you die.”

  Mom gasped even louder this time. “You can DIE from not eating in this game!?”

  Dad’s eyebrows creased. “That’s... not any different from back home, dear.”

  Mom opened her mouth to say something. Then closed it. Then opened it again. “I guess you’re right. Still, we need to get some food. I cannot just stand around while my children are hungry!”

  “Why don’t you take us to the spot you found, Jack,” Dad said. “Time’s a wastin’!”

  “Right this way!” he said and waved his arm for them to follow, moving much slower than before.

  “Kate!” Mom yelled over her shoulder. “Come on, dear. Leave the horse alone and come see what Jack found.”

  Kate, who had been hugging and rubbing the horse, looked over at the rest of her family. Then she went back to petting the horse.

  “Kate!” Dad yelled. “Come on girl, Jack said he found a pond and-”