Believe Me

Fourteen: DANG IT, TYLER.

Believe Me

Ch 14: DANG IT, TYLER.

Sky's POV

"Ooh. So, I guess it didn't really help, making its protection so complicated," he says.

"Well, I mean, it works pretty well now. Only the Team has access, and we don't really plan on going psycho anytime soon," I reply, shrugging.

"Haha, nice, there's a troll face made out of redstone."

"Yeah, Bodil and... Bashur, I think? They did that. They aren't very good with serious projects," I laugh, and Tyler smiles.

"I guess not. Mind if I look around? I'm really into redstone."

"Yeah, go ahead, no problem. We could talk to Seth later, if you want-"

"Nah, it's fine," he says, smiling still. I grin. "Wanna go get coffee or something after this?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Cool! I'll be out in, like, five minutes."

"Take your time," I shrug, waving it off. "It's hot in here, I'm gonna wait outside."

"Okay!" he shouts as I make my way out of the Respawn Machine's room. I'll bet Tyler and Seth would get along really well since they're both so interested in redstone. I mean, I had no idea Tyler liked redstone until now! Hey, you learn something new every day.

Tyler slips out of the obsidian room, and I move past him to lock up the main entrance again. "Ready to go?"

"You betcha," he replies, but then my phone rings. I sigh. "Just ignore it, Sky."

I snort. "Last time I ignored a phone call, my best friend almost died in a toaster." He clamps his mouth shut, and I giggle as I answer the phone. "Hello?"

"Sky," Ty's voice says, and he sounds small, he sounds scared. He clears his throat. "Sky, please come to the lab. Seto's got the disease, he won't wake up, and could you please collect the rest of the Team on the way here?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course! Hey, don't worry, Ty, he'll be fine."

"No, Sky, we've tried every potion available! Brice even attempted a spell. Seto won't wake up. And the rest of the city is still getting the disease and passing out and they're all going to die, Sky, because we can't save them!" His breaths are shallow and quick, and my eyes are wide.

"Shh, it's all right, we'll figure it out," I say consolingly. "I'll be there with the others as soon as possible."

"Thank you," he says quietly, and then he hangs up.

"Well. Change of plans!" I huff, though I'm not mad, more just worried. "Sorry, Tyler."

"Oh, uh- it's fine. What's up?"

"Seto. I've got to gather the rest of the Team - wanna come?"

"Why not?" he asks, and off we go.

"IS HE DEAD?"

"FRICKITY FRICK FRICK FRICK."

"CRAAAAAAAP."

"HE'S DEAD, ISN'T HE!?"

"FUH-RICK!"

"SETOOOO!"

"HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO DIDN'T CALL ME A FISH ALL THE TIME!"

"WHAT WILL YOU DO NOW, FISH?"

"SHUT UP!"

"You're all so loud," I groan, covering my ears, and they all give me very judgmental glares. "Where's Seto?" I ask, successfully ignoring them.