//------------------------------// // ACT 1 PART 4 // Story: Boy and His Box: The Lucky Block // by Jake Witt //------------------------------// "Lego Craft! Help! Box! Hurry!" Inside our tree-house, we looked out our window hole to see Sonata knocking on our block tree's trunk. "What's wrong?" She pointed her hoof towards the town, smoke filled the air and a familiar roar of dragons were present. "Box! Ready for launch?" I asked, the pony behind me sprouted blocked wings as his muscle mass decreased. "You know it!" he replied. "I'll never get used to that... what is it?" Thinking about the MOD abilities Box apparently acquired. "The morphing MOD?" He never replied as he tackled me off our wood balcony, flying towards town. I placed my ax on his head, "Give me some web shooters." He dropped them, being a paired tool they only took up one slot that I would use for a sword. "Alright, drop me near town hall." Ax held tight in my grasped, I aimed and fired a web that pulled me towards a red dragon with black and green spine scales and a yellow underbelly. I quickly donned some diamond armor and an enchanted diamond sword from my inventory. The added weight would've been a bad move, but this is Pony Land, a place with tweaked physics! The force of my drop and bungee from town hall allowed me to knocking him out of the sky faster than a John Cena meme! ...I need to stop that analogy. We pulled ourselves off the ground, he groaned for a good reason. You don't want to get knocked out by a diamond, that's for sure. I backed far enough and took as much of a fighting stance as I could: hopping on my heels and holding my ax over my head while my sword was held horizontal in front of me. What I wasn't ready for was the actual dragon attack. He did some sort of backflip, making me focus on his whipping tail, but not the flames being shot at me. Instead of burning, the fires just burned around me... the perks of potion spawning. I turned to him, "Nice trick, but I have a fire resistance potion splashed on me!" "Who are you and where am I?" I narrowed my eyes, "My name is Lego Craft, visitor from Earth. This is Pony Land, far west of Saddle Arabia and south from the dragon herd. Who are you and why are you burning this village?" He looked slightly less aggressive, "Did you say 'visitor from Earth'?!" "What's it to you?" "If this isn't Earth... I don't know what is going on, but I will not be probed!" "Special Delivery!" I shouted. He tilted his head as Box fell from above and shoved a TNT block down his throat and forced the drake's mouth shut. When he blew up, it didn't harm him, being a dragon and all... so he fell over. Falling unexpectedly from my balcony... was not cool. Launching was cool because I knew I had a winged creature catch me as we soared towards adventure. ...at least, it seems cool if you don't think much about being caught by a pony with a month's worth of flight training. Apparently I landed head first with enough force to kill me, forcing me awake without air as I materialized under the bound dragon that kicked me off in the first place. Within some green flames, he turned into a teen around my age in a red jacket, who easily slid out of the fire resistant rope trap. Potions. Getting a good look at him before he transformed back into a dragon I realized we were facing off against the American Dragon Jake Long. ...muscular dragon version. On a bookshelf, Box dropped a splash potion with a slow effect from his magic before landing on the ground and changing from unicorn to pegasus, holding several diamond daggers in his wings and a gold shield and spear in his grasp. "I have a chance to slit your throat or force poison down your throat." He points to me, "Write down the questions you ask him." I nodded, taking out a scroll and began to type- Minecraft writing logic? Invisible keyboard? -as I spoke. "Who are you? What is your deal?! Are you a terrorist? What is your purpose in burning this village to ashes? Do you hate puppies? Do you want me to find puppies? Do you want me to spawn kittens? Are you-" "Keep it serious, Lego." "Why are you Jake Long? Are you an American Dragon or straight up dragon? Are you dragonborn? What does 'Fos Ro Dah' mean to you? I'm out of paper." A red fist sent me off the balcony again. This time dead me broke my fall, getting me ticked and battle ready as I looted him. From above he shouted, "I am Drake! I am confused! Not terrorist! I am lost; who take me?! No! No!! Maybe! ComiCon! Don't know now! What? WHAT? Finally!!! Sorry!" He met me on the ground, Box slashing his back as I dodged his assault. "You jerk!" I spawned a diamond, tossing it at his head. He fell from the sky, staring at the gem. Box lifted a hoof to stop me as I watched Drake toss the diamond in his mouth and crunch it like rock candy. Box slowly gave him his diamond dagger, watching as he ate it. We spent a minute tossing diamonds at him... making it rain? When he stopped catching the stones, he looked spooked. His claws reached his head as he let out a roar, "THEY WILL PAY!!" He turned human, running up to us. "ThanksIneededthat!Doyouhaveateleporter?!" "Screw that noise, dude!" I replied, "You owe the village you burned! Prepare for pain." The guy got serious after a minute, transforming into a dragon to roar directly in my face. I downed another fire resist potion, tossing it aside as I glared at him. "Watashi wa chōdo sore ga sōdatta... Watashi no zubon o unchi!" I tossed a block of the aforementioned feces at him, giving me more mobility as I circled behind him and embedded my ax in his back. He growled in pain, switching to human to knock me away with a turning roundhouse before taking flight as a dragon and trying to get away. Box had the air, tossing his spear to distract him before placing his diamond shield in front of himself for an aerial... I have no description besides either a flying bulldozer or an oversized bullet with knives at the sides. I tossed up my dropped ax to Box, who dropped some familiar gear. Attack on Titan 3D maneuver gear! I placed it as armor, sticking the harpoons in Drake and pulling myself airborne. As I fell towards the ground, just like going up, I let my ax slide across his scales. Drake crashed into the ground, in a small crater was him in his scratched up human form with hands raised. "Fine! I give! What do you want me to do?" As I pulled my head out of the ground; Box landed in front of him. "It's simple. Rebuild." Some village children surrounded us while their guardian carried their own weapons including Box's discarded diamond spear plus some of my many lost weapons and diamond hoes. "...Yeah, no. You are aware that you're from Minecraft?" I rolled up my already short sleeve, "And we have punishments of medieval ponies and Minecraft themes. Would you like your human hands to punch trees or be stretched until you're fit for the Harlem Globe Trotters?" There was a tug on my pants, looking down, Adagio asked, "Do they really trot the globe?" "Sure. Why not?"