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// Welcome to Mine-questria 
// Story: Mine Little Pony: Diamonds are Magic 
// by Lance Skyes 
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	It was a normal day in the world of Minecraft, but Steve had other plans. With 11 Eyes of Ender in his inventory, he was venturing through a stronghold to go to The End and slay the Ender Dragon. He had fought wave after wave of Silverfish and other mobs until he finally reached the portal room. “Finally,” he said, “I’ve done it. I’ve found the end portal!” He proceeded to place his Eyes of Ender into their appropriate slots. After he placed the last one, the portal opened, but it was not like he had heard it would look like. “I thought it was supposed to look like space,” he said to himself. “But this is... rainbow! Eh, it’s probably just another bug in the patch...” He then jumped in, not knowing what was on the other side...

In Equestria, it was as peaceful of a day as any. Rarity was out looking for jewels to use in her new line of dresses. She was walking along when she noticed an oddly-shaped diamond on the ground. “A diamond’s a diamond,” she said, shrugging. She walked over and picked it up. She was instantly teleported to somewhere...

Steve woke up to find that his inventory had been cleared and he had been moved to a new world. Only it wasn’t The End like he was supposed to go, it was the overworld. “Why?” he asked no one. He then got up, only to find that he was off balance and falling forward. He fell face first into the ground. He then got up again, but this time, on all fours. “Why is this easier that two legs?” As he looked around, he saw what looked like a sheep on the ground. He walked over to find that is was not a sheep, but a pony! He then poked the pony, who opened her eyes slowly. “Who are you?” Steve asked.
“Huh?” the pony replied, weakly. It was Rarity. “Where am I?” she asked.
“I’d like to know the same thing.”
“Hey, you don’t look like you’re from Ponyville.”
“No, I’m from- did you say Ponyville?”
Rarity nodded her head. “I’ve never seen you before. I’m Rarity.” Rarity extended her hoof to Steve, who went to shake it, but was then paralyzed in fear. “Are you alright?” asked Rarity.
“My hand...” Steve said in fear. “Where’s my hand?”
“Are you sure you’re alright?”
“No, I’m not alright at all. My hand has been replaced by a... by a... by a HOOF!” suddenly, Steve heard a noise behind him. He was so scared by his hooves that he didn’t think it would just be a pig. However, he did find something to add to his fear. “Why do I have a pickaxe tattooed to my rear?”
“Um... who are you, again?”
“I’m Steve, and I’m not supposed to be a horse with a tattoo... and WINGS???”
“Steve, let me explain something. You’re a pegasus, and that `tattoo` is your cutie mark. Apparently, your special talent is mining.”
“I would say it is... what time is it?”
“I think it’s midday.”
“Then you can explain more later. Right now, we have to gather some wood.” Steve then searched the area around him for trees. When he spotted one, he ran toward it and started punching it.
“Steve,” asked Rarity, “what are you doing?”
“I’m getting some wood so we can build a small shelter before nightfall.”
“Why would we need a shelter?”
“Unless we can get one built, you’ll find out the hard way. Go get some wood, already!”
The two spent a few minutes getting wood when the sun started going down. “Rarity, make some wooden planks!”
“Some what?”
“Just give me your wood.”
Steve then made some wooden planks and started making a 3 by 3 square with them. “Rarity! Inside!” he shouted
“Are you shouting at me?”
“Do you want to die?” Steve then continued making the shelter until it was an enclosed cube with a door.
“Why are we in here?” asked Rarity.
“So we don’t get killed by creepers.”
“What’s a creeper?”
Steve suddenly heard a soft hissing sound from outside. “Get away from the door,” he whispered. The hissing then went down and was gone quickly. “That was a creeper.”
“I don’t see what the harm could have been.”
“He could have exploded and killed us.”
“Oh.”
“Anyway, tell me more about what I suddenly am.”
“You are a pony. A pegasus, in particular. You have the ability to fly and walk on and move clouds.”
“That could come in handy.”
“I’m a unicorn. I have the power of magic. I can use it for basic tasks like lifting things, or for more complex feats.”
“Like making wood out of air?”
“No, but my friend, Twilight Sparkle can do that. Now, tell me more about your half of what’s going on.”
Steve spent half the night explaining to Rarity what Minecraft was and what is was composed of and what had to be done in it. But he only spent half the night. “I was really hoping that would last longer. Now we have to wait.”
Steve and Rarity spent the rest of the night not knowing what was outside. Then, the sun started coming up. “Oh!” shouted Rarity, “I never thought I would ever be so happy to see a sunrise.”
“Good,” said Steve, “it won’t be your first time.” Steve made a crafting table, took some wood, and started making swords.
“Steve, what are you doing?”
“I’m making swords. Not all of those monsters burn in the sunlight.” Steve made two swords and handed one to Rarity. “Get ready, the battle’s about to begin.” Steve then slowly opened the door. He slowly poked his head out the door. He looked to one side, then he looked to the other. “I think the coast is clear.” He and Rarity then walked outside.
“I don’t see anything out here,” said Rarity.
“Me neither. Maybe-” but Steve was paralyzed in fear as he noticed a hissing sound behind him.

TO BE CONTINUED!