A Crafter's Dream Ch. 71: Extreme Makeover Minecraft Edition (Part 2)
Now, without further ado, I present,
“A Crafter’s Dream”
“Oh, hey Rainbow Dash.” Steve spoke, giving her a wave as he grinned. “What’s going on?”
The prismatic mare’s surprised expression slowly faded as she looked at him with a blank stare.
“What?” She asked.
“I was just wondering how you were doing. I haven’t really talked with you since before the fight against Herobrine. Well, except for visiting you in the hospital, though I doubt that really counts, seeing as you were completely unconscious at the time.” Steve’s gaze wandered to the Dash’s back, where her wings were folded. “How are your wings doing, by the way?”
She glanced at her wings for a moment before turning back to Steve. “They’re fine. Honestly, I didn’t even know they were broken until Nurse Red Heart told me. According to her, the Princess had to use some strong healing magic to fix them up, otherwise, they most likely wouldn’t have healed.”
The Crafter had to suppress a wince. “Yeah, I know. I visited you not long after I got back to Ponyville.”
Dash quirked an eyebrow. “Got back from where?”
“Canterlot.” He replied. Upon seeing her confused expression, he continued. “After the fight in the Mindscape, I woke up in hospital there, handcuffed to the bed. After I escaped, I met up with Trench, we tried to leave Canterlot, but got chased by these high-tier guard assholes. Luckily for us, Celestia swooped in and called the guards off. After that, we came back here and I checked up on you at the hospital. Not long after that I talked with Luna and Celestia at the library, then I went home to rest up for the night, but found out on the way that Zecora had been kidnapped, er, ponynapped, I suppose.”
“What?” Rainbow Dash cried out in shock, but Steve held out a hand.
“It’s fine. I found out where they were keeping her, and kicked their collective asses. Apparently, they’d captured her for information and to use to use as a food source.”
The mare’s eyes widened further at the mention of a ‘food source.’
“What?” She spoke, almost whispering. Steve continued.
“Yeah, so I beat them up, rescued Zecora and took her back home. Went back to Ponyville, met up with Celestia, we went to Canterlot, I attended a summit with a bunch of world leaders, met with a bunch of newsponies, then came back here last night after Celestia told me that she’d bought me a house. And….” Steve tapped a finger to his chin as he thought. “That’s about it, I think. I’m probably forgetting a few things, but that’s the jist of it.”
Dash stared at him with a look of bewilderment on her face. A few moments later, she let out a sigh as she sat down on the grass.
“That’s… uh, good?” She spoke, rubbing the back of her head with one hoof, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry, but most of what you just said went right over my head.”
“Eh, that’s fair.” Steve replied, pocketing the cobblestone in his hand as he walked over to Dash, kneeling down to look her in the eye. “So, how have you been doing?”
“I’ve…” She looked away. “Been better, really. When I woke up in the hospital, I didn’t know what was going on. All I knew was that I was alive and I was sore. Really, really sore. But after that, I was worried about you, and Trench and everypony else because I had no idea what had happened to you guys. I tried asking the doctors, but they didn’t know. Nurse Red Heart told me that you had visited me, and that the Princess had visited me to heal my wings, which apparently, according to Red Heart, if she hadn’t shown up to heal me, then there would’ve been a chance that I wouldn’t have been able to use them anymore.” She sighed. “It’s hard to imagine, actually. Not being to fly. I wouldn’t be able to join the Wonderbolts. I wouldn’t be able to do my job. Hay, I wouldn’t even be able to get back home.” She chuckled. “Though, it’s kinda funny. When I woke up, and Red Heart told me everything, I wasn’t worried about myself at all.” She looked at Steve. “I was worried about you.”
“Me?” He inquired.
Dash nodded. “Yeah, which is stupid because you are by far the toughest mother bucker I’ve ever met. I don’t need to worry about you.” She sighed. “Still, I was worried. I was thinking to myself, ‘If, if Herobrine did this to me, then what did he do to you, somepony that he hates?’”
“He stabbed me in the chest.” Steve bluntly replied, causing the mare’s gaze to widen in shock as her head whipped around to stare the Crafter in the eyes.
“What?!” She cried out in shock. “How are you alive?!”
Steve shrugged. “Eh, I’m a hard bastard to kill. It’ll take more than a sword in the chest to take me down.”
“But… you…” Dash sputtered. Eventually, she simply sighed and looked away. “Never mind.”
Steve quirked an eyebrow, a small feeling of concern blooming in his chest. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” She replied.
The Crafter gave her a deadpan look. “Dash, I’d have to be blind or a moron to believe that. What’s wrong?”
She let out a frustrated sigh. “Look, it’s just. I was worried, you know.” She pursed her lips for a moment before glancing up at Steve. “I was so worried that you’d been hurt or something, and yet after everything you’ve been through in the last week or so, you’ve just, I don’t know. You just shrugged it all off and stuff.” She looked away again, a look akin to shame overcoming her features. “I was worried and you aren’t and now I just feel stupid for even being worried and I-!”
Dash was interrupted when Steve wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close to his chest.
“Don’t.” He spoke softly. “Don’t ever feel bad for worrying about a friend.” After a moment, he sighed.
“I’m sorry for worrying you, Rainbow Dash. It’s just with everything that’s been happening, with how much I’ve been worried about everyone, I forgot that there are people who’ve been worried about me, who are worrying about me.” He sighed. “Guess I’m still not quite used to having friends again.”
After a moment of silence, Dash returned the hug.
“It’s not your fault Steve. You’ve probably just been stressed with everything that’s been going on, right?”
“Yeah. Still, even so, I should be taking everyone’s feelings into account, not just my own.”
“It’s fine Steve. I doubt anypony is going to hold it against you, considering what you’ve done recently. I mean, for crying out loud, you took down a literal god. How many ponies can say they did that?”
“Well, I didn’t do it on my own. It was only thanks to everyone’s help and Nightmare Steve’s aid that I managed to pull through in the end.”
“Who?” The mare questioned, confusion clouding her face.
The Crafter gave Dash a confused expression for a moment before his face lit up in realization. He mentally face-palmed. “Oh, that’s right. Sorry, I keep forgetting.” Steve pulled away from the hug as he stood up. “One sec.” He closed his eyes in concentration.
‘Nightmare Steve?’
‘Already on it.’ The Nightmare replied.
A moment later, Steve felt the same tugging sensation he’d felt the first time, making him put one hand on his chest as he swallowed a gasp. To his left, the black, shadowy form of Nightmare Steve appeared.
The Nightmare’s glowing white eyes focused on the prismatic mare in front of him. “Hello Ms. Dash. It is good to finally meet you. I am Nightmare Steve.”
Dash looked at the Nightmare with an astounded look on her face, eyes wide and jaw hanging open. Seeing her shocked face, Steve explained.
“Do you remember the Nightmare, the one that was causing me all that pain and such when we were traveling from nightmare to nightmare? This is him. Only, long story short, it wasn’t his fault, and he helped me defeat Herobrine and also rescue Zecora.”
“…” Rainbow continued to stare at Nightmare Steve in silence.
Steve furrowed his eyebrows. “Dash? You good?”
“...That’s so cool.” She whispered.
“Hmm?”
“That’s awesome!” She suddenly cried out, making both Steve and the Nightmare jump slightly. She rushed forward to get a closer look at the shadowy being in front of her. “You look like some ghost or something, but like, 20% cooler!”
“Why only 20%?” Nightmare Steve muttered, sounding a bit miffed, but Dash didn’t notice, too busy poking the Nightmare’s back, drawing it back in surprise when her hoof touched something solid.
“Cool! Even though you look like you’re made of mist, you’re actually, like, solid!” Grinning, she glanced at Steve. “This would make a killer costume for Nightmare Night.”
“For what?” The Crafter inquired.
“Nightmare Night.” Dash responded, still poking the Nightmare. “It’s this holiday where ponies dress up in costumes and eat candy and play games and the like. It’s probably Pinkie’s favorite holiday of the year.”
“Huh.” Steve spoke, thinking about it for a moment before shrugging. “Well, guess I’ll have to check it out when it comes around.” He looked at Rainbow Dash, who had stood on her hind legs and was prodding the Nightmare’s face with a hoof.
“You done?” Nightmare Steve inquired after a moment, voice deadpan. Dash finally seemed to realize what she was doing, and backed off, chuckling as she did so.
“Heh, heh. Sorry.”
Laughing slightly, Steve walked over to the Nightmare and held out one hand. Nightmare Steve gave a small sigh of relief as he grasped the offered limb, dissipating into a cloud of vapor, which disappeared from view. The same cold feeling flared up in Steve’s chest for a moment before fading away.
‘You good?’ The Crafter asked in his head.
‘Considering her track record, I didn’t expect Dash to be so touchy.’ The Nightmare responded bluntly, causing Steve to have to hold back a laugh, though he failed to suppress a grin.
“What is it?” Rainbow Dash asked upon seeing his smile.
He waved her off. “Nothing. Nightmare Steve said something funny.”
“Ah.” She replied, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. “So, do you really call him ‘Nightmare Steve?’”
Steve quirked an eyebrow, but nodded. “Uh, yeah. Why?”
“Oh nothing. Just seems like, well, you could call him anything you want, and you call him that?”
“Well, I don’t really know what else to call him. He hasn’t given me his name. Actually, one sec.” Steve closed his eyes. ‘Nightmare, I suppose I should’ve asked this way earlier, so sorry for taking so long, but do you have a name?’
‘I… do not have a name in that I was never given one when I was created.’
‘Alright. Anything in particular you want to go by? Or is Nightmare Steve okay with you?’
The Nightmare hesitated, taking a few moments to think before he responded.
‘Onyx. Call me Onyx.’
Steve thought about it for a moment before he grinned and nodded. ‘Okay. I like it. Onyx it is.’
“What did he say?” Dash asked.
Steve opened his eyes and looked down at her.
“He told me his name. Said it’s Onyx.”
“Onyx.” She repeated to herself quietly. After a moment, she nodded. “Yeah. He really seems like an Onyx.”
“Is it because of the whole dark ambience he has?”
“...Maybe.”
Steve laughed. “Alright. Well, anyways. I should probably get back to work.” The Crafter spoke, as he gestured to where his house would hopefully soon stand. “This house ain’t gonna build itself.” He glanced at Rainbow Dash. “You’re welcome to stay, if you want, but I’ll probably be too busy to talk.”
“Oh. Well, do you need any help?”
“Eh,” Steve rubbed his chin as he thought. “Probably no- well, actually, now that I think about it, I could.”
“Really?” Dash replied, perking up slightly.
“Yeah. Although, I should warn you, it probably won’t be very easy.”
The prismatic mare scoffed. “So? You think that’ll scare me off? Bring it on!”
The Crafter chuckled. “Alright then!”
D-Pad Up: Sword
Steve reached over his shoulder, withdrawing his diamond sword. “How do you feel about going into the Everfree?”
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Not gonna lie, the first thing that popped into my head was the Pokémon Onyx.
I’m interested to see where this is going.
D’aw~ yup, definitely locking on to that three way ship! Sorry but the three of them are just to cute together!
While I am glad that Dash is alright, last I remember hearing about her was a chapter ending in an ominous "He shattered every bone in her wing. Even if she recovers, she might never fly again". Was there an update that I'm forgetting, or have we just brushed past that with "Celestia's intense magic"?
Can’t wait for more! This is one of my favorite stories on fimfiction and am glad it’s still going!
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Any and all things related to Dash's wings healing was never seen by Steve (Who's perspective, as a reader, you have and will be seeing the story from.) The reason why is because when that was going on, Steve was at Derpy's house, talking to Sparkler. (Chapter 50, if I'm correct.)
The reason it may feel brushed over to you is because there hasn't been as much focus on it as there has been other topics due to Celestia jumping in to heal her. Now, Steve normally would've been very worried about his friend, but he knows how powerful Celestia is, and that Rainbow Dash would be fine, meaning he could deal with others matters at the time.
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True. I get that, but it still feels a little... unresolved, I guess would be the right word. Maybe?
It just seems like there was a lot of suspenseful buildup about her condition --will she make it? Will she ever fly again? How will this change things?-- which was now brushed away and made redundant with a quick "Nah, Celestia fixed it. Super-tier healing spell. Wasn't even a problem."
Not saying I want her to be crippled or anything, goodness no, but the resolution as it's handled here fells a little bit hollow.
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Ponies can lie.
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Oh. Oh.
You clever author you.
I get it now.
I honest can say Steve. may have duh goof by bring Rainbow Dash with him then again if her wings are fixed. then all is fine and day.
Now I wanna know if her wings are ACTUALLY fixed. And even if not, maybe Steve can whip out on of those Healing II potions? Or maybe a Notch Apple?
hope this give dash some help /give @steve minecraft:enchanted_golden_apple. Nice chapter and please give this to steve to give to rd to have her 20% cooler angin.
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So by that, there's that possibility... Poor Dash...
I have a dog named Onyx. He is a labrador/pitbull cross. Sweetest thing since the invention of sugar.
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There's a slightly better and more practical one in my blog posts, if you want to check it out
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I think i get off bing or google, been a long time since I made this account.
Ah you planning to get wood now, though I don't really think the trees of the Everfree fit with oak trees but more like dark wood trees. The trees in Sweet Apple Acres are more similar with oak trees instead.
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You chop one of the Apple's trees, you get chopped; mafi style.
No one messes with the Apple family.
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True dat!
Onyx is a spirit creature, can materialize either outside or surrounding Steve's body, has a particularly coloured aura of power around him, and has very specific abilities clearly laid out for the readers.
Is Onyx a Stand? There was already a JoJo's reference earlier in the fic.
Yep, what a concept, I could