My Name is Minecraft {A Team Crafted FanFiction} [DISCONTINUED]

Part One

Hi! I'm a new author and I just wanted to make a tribute to Team Crafted! I know it sounds cheesy, but I love all of those guys! :3
Just so you know: There are no intentional shippings/pairings in this story. You guys decide if you want to ship anyone or not.
ALSO: This story is based on their skins, not how they look in real life. Okay, so I'm gonna quit stalling now and get to the point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Characters in this story:
LoonchBox (MaK) (Or Me. :D)
SkyDoesMinecraft (Adam)
Deadlox (Ty)
MinecraftUniverse (Jason)
HuskyMudkipz (Husky)
JeromeASF (Jerome)
BajanCanadian (Mitch)

And that's it. Now to get on with this story.

~*}{*~ LoonchBox's Point of View ~*}{*~

"OhmiGodOhmiGodOhmiGod!!" I squealed as I waited in line to see some of my favorite Minecrafters ever. They were always videotaping their parkour runs, minigames, and anything else they had fun doing, and HOLY CRAP, was it fun to watch. I was super excited. I had been waiting in line for almost a solid hour, but I didn't care. I was about to meet Sky, TrueMU, Deadlox, and everyone else that was a part of Team Crafted. I guess you could've called me a crazed fan, but I wasn't the kind of person to go up to one of them and start screaming my head off about how I absolutely just loved them. No. Just two people to go. Two people. After that, I would be talking to the Team who inspired me.

~*}{*~ SkyDoesMinecraft's Point of View ~*}{*~

I smiled as a dude walked off. I had just signed what felt like my 80th autograph that day. I stood up, lifting myself out of my seat a little bit and looked at how many people there were. "God..." I muttered to Jason, who was sitting next to me. He looked over and tilted his head to the side. He couldn't really show much emotion, with that helmet on his head constantly.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing." I lied, turning to the new person standing in front of me. "Hey there." I said, smirking. It was another dude. He had a pig shirt on, and once I saw it, I started to chuckle at the animal's eyes. How they faced different directions. The guy handed me a butter sword, and I signed it. Then I passed it along to Jason, who passed it to Ty, and down our long line of Crafters. I followed the item with my shade-covered eyes as it moved, and then turned back to the line of people. I saw a new person, and I liked the look of her. Just by looking at her face, I could tell that she had spunk. But would that feeling change when she talked? Or, like most people, didn't talk?

~*}{*~ LoonchBox's Point of View ~*}{*~

Finally, I was talking with Sky! Holy crap, I probably looked like an idiot. Just standing there. "Hey!" Sky said enthusiastically. "What's up?"
I laughed awkwardly at his greeting. "Well, the sky is up... Oh, wait, that's you!" I told him, chuckling, but on the inside, I was facepalming. "Really?! Did I really just say that?!" I thought to myself. I guessed I did, because Sky was chuckling, too. I was pretty sure he was laughing at me, though, and not with me.
"So, you got anything for me to sign?" He asked, a laugh still lacing his voice.
"Yeah, actually, I do..." I told him, and shakily pulled out a golden- er... butter axe out of my backpack. "Haha... Jerome's gonna love that, huh?" I asked him, setting it down on the table in front of him.
He let out another small laugh before replying, "Yeah, I guess he will." He signed the axe and then slid it down to TrueMU. "I never got your name." He told me as I began to walk down to Jason.
"Uh..." I mumbled. "My name is MaK. MaKayla. LoonchBox." Sky smiled at me and handed me a small piece of paper.
"Live to win, till you die!-" He began, and I finished.
"Till the blood dries in your eyes!" I sang, and Adam smiled even more. I could almost see him wink at me behind his shades as he turned to face the next fan in front of him. Without reading it, I stuffed the paper into my pocket as I start talking to MinecraftUniverse.