Block by Block--A Minecraft Novella

PART TWO

PART TWO

            “Tweety, get up.” Lola shook Tweety awake the next morning.

            Tweety groaned. “How early is it?”

            Lola shrugged. “Sun hasn’t come up yet. We need to get an early start so we aren’t mining at night.” She looked out the window. “Where are you, Pika?” she whispered.

            “Pika’s coming in the dark? Won’t she, like, die?” Tweety asked in astonishment.

            Lola laughed. “Yeah, right. She’s taking the minecart path anyway…it took me about a year, but we made redstone tracks so it goes really fast. Even if the monsters do see her, they’d never catch up in a million years.” Lola took a few things out of her chest on the other side of the room and put it in her inventory.

            Suddenly, a loud noise grew stronger and stronger. Lola rushed to a door on the side of their room and opened it. As soon as she did, Pika rushed in on a minecart. She was holding onto her hat like it was do or die, and her hair is sticking up like a science experiment she was trying to perform had gone seriously wrong.

            “WHAT A RUSH!” she screamed. Lola and Tweety covered their ears. “SORRY, AM I TOO LOUD, GUYS? THAT THING ALWAYS MESSES UP MY HEARING. OH, I’M PROBABLY MESSING UP YOU GUYS’. SORRY. I’LL STOP TALKING NOW.”

            It took Pika a while, but her volume went back to how it originally was, and Tweety watched as Lola and her discussed what they had, laying everything out on the floor.

            “Iron swords? Check. Torches? Check. How much food do you have?” Lola asked.

            “10 pieces of steak, 6 pork chops, some carrots and potatoes, and…” her eyes got wide; “cake.”

            Lola nodded. “Okay, I’ve got 12 apples, a few pieces of chicken and, of course…” her eyes became wider than Pika’s had. “Cookies.”

            “I say we let the noob carry the food.” Pika suggested. “I mean, we have to carry a bunch of pickaxes and stuff. Oh, do you have a crafting table?” she asked.

            Lola nodded. “And a furnace. Tweet, you wanna carry some food for us?”

            Tweety nodded, putting all of the food in her inventory. “I’ve got some wheat growing. Can I bring some bread?” she asked hopefully.

            Pika and Lola exchanged looks. “Sure, why not?” Pika said, so Tweety rushed to get some wheat from her garden and craft it into bread.

            While Tweety was gone, Lola and Pika exchanged glances. “Does she seriously have to come with us? I thought you mom said she wasn’t allowed.”