Is it true? Can it be? It is! MC:SM REWRITTEN! Congratulations, everybody! Your patience has prevailed! Here is Chapter 1 of my Rewritten series!  And prepare to have the adventure of your life!

Chapter 1: Treehouse Trouble

Nikki’s POV:

    “Nikki…Nikki! Hey, wake up, sis! We’re almost ready to go!” Nikki’s eyes flickered open. She saw a young man with brown hair and green eyes, as well as wearing white overalls with red suspenders and jeans staring back at her. It was Jesse, her older brother.

    Looking around the treehouse shack in which they lived, which consisted of a few banners hanging on the oak wood plank wall; two chests, one on either side of the room; a crafting bench; and a furnace, Nikki couldn’t see what was worth waking up for.

    “Urugh…Jesse, go away…let me sleep…” she moaned, rolling away from him. “What is it almost time for anyways? I’m sure it can wait.”

    A girl with pigtails and a workers outfit answered for him. “I’m pretty sure the building competition starts in an hour, kiddo,” said Olivia, Jesse’s friend.

    “Except for that!” yelped Nikki, pouncing out of bed, where she could now be fully seen. The small 14-year-old had chestnut brown hair like Jesse’s, a small nose, solid sky-blue eyes, wore jeggings and a grey hoodie, and was extremely skinny. As she jolted forward, she tripped over something.

     “Ooof!” grunted Nikki, colliding with the floor hard.

    “Oink, oiiiiiink!” squealed a surprised pig.

    “Whoops! Sorry Reuben,” she apologized sheepishly.

 

Jesse’s POV:

    “Well, that’s a…interesting way to get up in the morning,” commented Jesse, struggling to hide his laugh as he watched his younger sister squirm on the floor.

    “Oh, is it now?” Nikki retorted, getting to her feet. “I thought numero uno was when Axel squished you when we went on that camping trip last year.” Both the girls laughed as Jesse felt his face burn.

    “Hey, that baby zombie came out of nowhere! How was I supposed to know they’re still dangerous at dawn?!” he snapped.

    “The zombie I can excuse, but the chicken?! Ha! It chased you all the way to the river! You still have that scar on your face!”

     “I thought the baby zombie was on it! They can do that, you know.”

     Jesse stormed over to a training dummy with his wooden sword. Even though the memory was embarrassing to him, he had to smile. His little sister never forgot the greatest moments they and their friends had been through.

    “While we’re on the subject of chickens and zombies, which would you rather fight?” asked Olivia. “Chicken-sized zombies, or zombie-sized chickens? Just to be clear, you wouldn’t have any weapons or armor.” Jesse thought about it for a moment. He turned to Nikki, who only shrugged.

    “I’d have to go with the zombie-sized chickens. Not because I want to, or because it’s easy, but because they would be an abomination,” he answered.

    “*Pffft*, yeah,” agreed Nikki. “Imagine their giant feet.”

    “Like I said, sis: an abomination,” said Jesse.

 

Olivia’s POV:

    “Sooooooo…I’ve got a daylight sensor on the roof, now,” mentioned Olivia, to which Jesse and Nikki only “mmm-hmm’ed” in reply. “And if I get this right,” she continued, “then these lamps should turn on when it gets dark.” Olivia nodded towards a few redstone lamps in the corner. Another “mmm-hmm” from the both of them, again. Getting a little annoyed at this point, she decided to say something a little more noticeable to them. “I didn’t just want to leave Reuben here with nothing while we’re at the building competition.” That got their attention.

    “He’s coming with us,” Jesse said, matter-of-factly.

    “Not exactly what I had in mind,” Olivia thought to herself. “Really?” she pondered aloud.

    “What kind of question is that?! Of course he is,” Nikki piped up from the wall she had been leaning against.

    “Okay, I’m not saying he shouldn’t…I’m not!” Olivia assured defensively. “But don’t you two think that it’s a little weird that you take him with you everywhere you go? He kind of makes us look like…amateurs.” She hesitated as Reuben climbed on top of a small chest to look out the window.

    “Reuben’s our best friend,” Jesse said to her. She found this offensive.

    “I thought I was your best friend,” she replied.

    “Both of you are!” Nikki stated firmly. “We’re all the best of friends, and that’s all there is to it.” Olivia turned to Nikki, seeping in the wisdom of her words. Her harsh gaze softened.

     “I didn’t mean anything by it,” she soothed. “I’m glad he’s coming.” At this, all three smiled.

 

Axel’s POV:

    “Yah, yah! Back evil creature!” Axel shouted at the hissing creeper advancing on him. He had just been picking up some fireworks for his friends for the building competition, but had been unfortunate enough to run into an explosive creeper on the way back. He swung his wooden sword at the long green mob, breaking the last of it. “Ah, crap!” He cursed, dropping the now useless weapon. He gave a final last resort punch-and the monster evaporated into white mist, leaving behind some gunpowder, and a creeper head. “No way!” he said to himself. “Mob heads are so rare! But what should I do with it?” Axel was still thinking about what to do with the head as he walked back to the treehouse when he heard Jesse, Nikki, and Olivia talking. Then he got a nasty idea. He put on the creeper head and climbed up the ladder.

    As Axel neared the entrance, he caught a few words from Olivia. “I just don’t want to give people another reason to call us losers,” she seemed to be worrying.

    “Losers?” wondered Axel. “Why would anyone call us that?” He kept on listening.

    “I’m getting tired of it,” she continued. “Of being a laughingstock.” Axel let her words sink in, feeling a spark of anger inside him.

    “Who cares what they think?” Jesse spoke now.

    “I know,” Olivia interrupted. “I’m just…it wears you down.” Axel sat there for a bit, knowing what Olivia said must be true…whatever it was.

    “You say you’re not a loser, Olivia, so win,” advised Nikki from inside.

    “Oh well,” his mind told him. “No time to worry about what’s happening now. You got a prank to pull!” So Axel started hissing like a creeper.

    “Do you hear that?” whispered Jesse fearfully.

    “It’s working!” he thought excitedly. He hissed again.

    “Oh no…” said Olivia in a shaken voice.

    “And now, we scare,” Axel said to himself. So he popped his head through the trapdoor, and-

 

Nikki’s POV:

    “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Nikki screeched fearfully as a creeper’s head burst through the trapdoor! Reuben oinked in terror and fell off the small chest he’d been standing on.

    “Ha ha ha!” the creeper laughed.

    “Waiiiiiit a minute…creepers don’t laugh,” thought Nikki. “It better not be who I think it is.” But it was. The “creeper”, took off its head to reveal Axel, a huge bulky guy in green with a big grin on his face.

    “Oh, man! You guys totally freaked out! That was aweso-OOF!” He was interrupted mid-taunt as a hacked off Reuben head-butted his stomach. Now it was Nikki’s turn to burst out laughing.

    “Nice one, Reuben!” she cheered, picking him up. The pig seemed to be glowing with pride.

    “Axel! What’s the matter with you?!” scolded Olivia. But he didn’t answer her.

    “Great. Now I’m going to smell like a pig at EnderCon,” complained Axel. “I thought we were buddies,” he added, glaring at Reuben, who reclined comfortably in Nikki’s arms.

    “You had that coming,” Jesse mentioned. Nikki chuckled a bit at her brother’s comment. Axel turned his glare onto the two siblings, but said nothing.

    “Did you bring the fireworks?” asked Olivia, changing the subject.

    “Of course I did,” Axel confirmed. I even brought something for the little guy.” With that, Nikki watched as he walked over to her, placed 2 black wings on Reuben’s back, and a dragon mask with purple eyes on his head: an Ender Dragon costume.

    “Nice,” Nikki observed.

    “You got Reuben a disguise?” Olivia asked with disbelief.

    “Uh, we’re going to a convention. SOMEbody’s gotta wear a costume.”

    Both pleased and excited, Reuben hopped out of Nikki’s arms, and ran around the treehouse, testing his new costume out. “He looks great!” Jesse said.

    “Yeah. Ditto,” Nikki acknowledged.

    “It only took me about a million hours to build,” Axel bragged. If Nikki and Jesse liked the pig as an Ender Dragon, Olivia didn’t seem to think so.

    “If he was REALLY your best friend, one of you wouldn’t let him go outside like that.” Jesse seemed to give it some thought, but Nikki said

    “The only thing more dangerous than putting a costume on a pig is taking it off.” Everyone gave her quizzical looks, then Olivia and Axel headed down the trapdoor.

    “You guys hurry up and grab your stuff,” Axel said.

    “We’ll meet you downstairs, okay?” added Olivia.

    “Got it,” replied Nikki, then watched as her friends vanished down the trapdoor.

 

Jesse’s POV:

    Jesse’s glance went from the trapdoor where his friends had just been to his sister, who was already looking for some gear. She opened a small chest and picked up some shears. He watched her as she put them in her pocket, mumbling something to herself, then went on to the next chest. Suddenly, a thought went through Jesse’s mind. All those other guys, at the building match, they might laugh to see a little girl at a competition, laugh at her. He didn’t want that. Unlike most siblings, he and Nikki were close. Ever since their parents died when a creeper horde exploded over a bridge, they had looked out for each other and watched over one another.

    With this new idea in mind, Jesse walked over to his sister, unsure of what to say. He glanced at a banner of Gabriel the Warrior, one of the members of the Order of the Stone, the superheroes of the land. “So…” he said, uncomfortably, at first. “Gabriel the Warrior…you think we’ll ever be that famous?” he asked her. Nikki turned her head away from the chest she had it in to look at the banner as well.

    “Who knows?” was her only response. Jesse then turned towards his armor stand.

    “Say, remember this armor stand you got me for Christmas? I still don’t have any armor to put on it,” he stated.

    “Maybe someday…” Nikki called from inside the chest.

    Then Jesse saw an EnderCon poster. “Here comes the awkward part,” he thought sadly. “One of these days, we’re going to win the EnderCon building competition. Then people will say ‘Hey, there goes Jesse, Olivia, Axel, and Reuben, the winners,” Nikki’s head rose from the chest, obviously noticing that he hadn’t included her.

    “Jesse…what are you trying to say?” she pressed, half-concerned, half-miffed.

    “Well…sis…i-it’s just that I’m-I’m worried about you going to the competition,” Jesse admitted. “It might be best if you stay here,” Nikki was both shocked and hurt.

    “What?! Why? You don’t think I’ll drag you guys down, do you?” she cried, a stern look replacing hurt and shock.

    “No, of course not!” Jesse told her. “It’s just…there are a lot of jerks out there. They make us feel bad enough. I don’t want them doing that to you,” Nikki stared blankly at him. It was impossible to read her expression. Finally, she spoke.

    “Oh, come on! Just because I’m younger doesn’t mean I’m not as smart as you older guys. Heck, I might even be smarter!” Then her gaze softened. “Chill out. I’ll be fine. Really, I will be.” Now it was Jesse’s turn to stay silent.

    “You’re as stubborn as Mom was,” he moaned dramatically. Then, he sighed. “Alright, you’re in,” he said, smiling with the same softness.

    “Cool! So what are we waiting for?” Nikki piped, already halfway down the ladder. “Let’s go!

Well, then! If Chapter 1 is out now, then Chapter 2 MUST be on its way too. Don't go away, folks! There's more where that came from! Ta-ta!