Fission Mailed (CaptainSparklez, OMGitsfirefoxx, iiJeriichoii, SynHD)

6. Whoever she is

Tuckers POV

I wake up to Jordan lying by my feet and Sonja curled up on her bed, Tom nowhere to be seen. I quietly get up and put my cap on, then step outside of our little emergency hut as the scorching sun poured down on me. I look around and see Tom sitting in the sand a few metres away, and he squints up towards me as I approach.

"Whatcha' doing Tom?" I question him, but he returns to fiddling in the sand. "Building another sandcastle, huh?" He shakes his head, then pushes some sand away with his palms to reveal a mysterious piece of metal, closely resembling a watch. I recognise it being the funny co-ordinate counter we all have strapped to our arms. "Sand isn't gonna help, Tom," I say noticing what he's trying to do. "That's supposed to be rice, not sand." I explain. He frowns his zombie face and crosses his blocky arms. I sigh and avert my gaze towards our emergency hut, where Sonja and Jordan are already up. Sonja kicks the door open and walks out rubbing her eyes. She adjusts her hoodie strings and walks over to us, then Jordan follows, in his red sunglasses.

"Hey wassup-" Sonja began as she approached, but spontaneously got cut off by lightning striking in a distance, making us all gasp and literally drop to the floor.
"What the actual heck was that, she sun is frigging shining," Tom said not concentrating on fiddling in the sand anymore.
"I, uhh, I dunno," Jordan replied slowly getting up. "We better go see."
"Lightning just struck the ground like a few metres away. I mean, perfect environment to explore, right?" I say sarcastically and get up, helping Sonja and Tom up also.
But before we can get a good look around, a figure with blue hair of different shades, a white hoodie, a cyan tunic and black and blue sneakers approaches us rather confidently. We scream for our lives and stumble backwards. We have been alone it this world for the past couple of days, so when a mysterious blue-haired girl appears, you wouldn't usually consider it normal.

"Don't worry. I won't do you any harm," she says softly.

"Wh-who are you exactly?" Tom questions her suspiciously.

"I am Agatha. Nice to meet you." She says with a warm smile and holds her arm out, but Tom steps backwards. I shake it instead, although it was quite awkward, shaking hands with squares is quite complex. "You have already made mistakes I see. Here you go. They are new and updated, and waterproof for that matter," she says handing a box to me. Just as I am about to ask what is in the box, she disappears off somewhere, without a word.

We are left speechless. We stand and stare and process what has just happened.

"Uhh.. What?" Sonja finally speaks.

"Well, that wasn't strange at all. Not like whatever is happening right now is strange. We're in minecraft. I mean, people get randomly trapped in video games all the time, right? Right??" I say sarcastically. "She seemed nice. Like, not evil. Should we trust her?" I ask.

"Do we have a choice? If she's gonna be hanging around and being helpful then I don't see why not," Jordan says, taking the box out of my hands and sitting down with it. We sit down with him, as he opens the box. We peer into it.. Brand new co-ordinate counters and phones (as the chat) closely resembling a Nokia n950. They are all in individual packets, each is named. I take the packet labelled 'II_JERiiCHO_II' and carefully open it. I take out the co-ordinate counter and strap it to my hand. Then I switch on the phone. It works like a normal chat in minecraft. I type 'hi' and sure enough the others phones vibrate. Also, it has a camera.

"Dude, this is like christmas," Tom says turning his phone over in his hands.

"We can get home now," Jordan announces. Tom nods and takes out the crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. We get up and go to our little wooden emergency hut, and start demolishing it. Block by block, we break the hut and collect the beds. When we're done, Tom reads out the co-ordinates of our house, and we set that as our destination. Wow, we did go quite far, but we should be back before night time. It's a relief to know we're safely on our way home.

After a few hundred blocks of walking and talking, weaving in and out in between hills and trees, we come across the sandcastle we built yesterday. I smile. It's an almost decent looking sandcastle, except the torch we stuck in it kind of crushed the tower. Oh well. I take my phone out of my pocket, and signal for the others to pose. Jordan sits next to the castle grinning, and Sonja sits on the other side. Tom stands behind it, pretending to lift his leg up and step on the castle, with an angry face. I take the picture, then send it in chat so we could all see it. After having a laughing fit because of Toms face in the picture, we continue on trudging through the wilderness.

***

Finally. We have returned home! It is now almost night time, so we run towards the hut before any mobs spawn. Jordan already said he would be first to use the bathtub. So when we enter the house, we drop our stuff and take our damaged leather boots off. Sonja goes to a chest and to get us carrots, and Jordan wobbles over to the bathroom. I bite into my ca-

"What the hell is this?" We hear Jordan from the bathroom.