Boy and His Box: The Lucky Block

by Jake Witt

Rating: teen
Tags: Anthro, Lyra, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Self Insert, Random, Discord, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 12077

I'm going to change my name, go on adventures, eat porkchops, find love, all while in a pony world with my very own pony! Don't judge us by our boxed legs or well-kept hair, I punched a Creeper once and lived! ...or respawned.

My name is Jake Witt... or is it Lego Craft now? I'm here to live my brother's dream to be in Equestria all while living my dream to be Steve? from Minecraft. Luckily I'm still ginger and my creation mode powers can make up for my terrible endurance! ...I'm not supposed to say that last part, am I?

I have an ax wielding Mine Little Pony! His name is Box Hooves... for obvious reason. While my powers can get boring after a while, he knows how to spice things up! How? Minecraft MODS, that's how!

Join us as we fight monsters, find bosses, make friends, bake cakes, have sleepovers- Hold on...

Request Anything Below!

Canon Mods so far:
Mine Little Pony
Pokémon
DNA splicing
House Things
iPhone
TARDIS
Battle Gear 2
Parkour
Morphing
Sync Machine
Deadly Swords
Mini Me
Secret Doors
Spider-Man
Portal Gun

Published 2015-10-25 18:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-20 16:34:30 UTC

ACT 0

"Its just for one night! Pleeeeeeeaaase?"

"Josh, I'm not carrying that... thing!"

"What is it, Jake? So you don't love your sick little brother that stayed up all night to make this for you?"

Jake Witt pace around his shared room, wearing cardboard boxes over his Osirus skating shoes that clapped the ground as he paced. "Its a pony! A toy for little girls!"

On the top bunk of a metal and wood bed, a brown haired boy that resembled Jake held up a white plush pony to his older brother, "I was hoping that you would chose a Vault dweller or something for Fallout so I could give you my LittlePip or Black Jack-"

Jake shook his head as he looked down at his bright blue shirt and jeans, rubbing his temples. Their gaze met again, "That's still a pony!"

"And that is a shirt and jeans! Nobody would get that you're from Minecraft!" Josh turned around a dug through one of his may bags he hoarded, taking out tiny gold armor with a gold apple attached to one of its boots, expertly made for the plush pony. "Will this help?"

"A little..."

"OK, how about this: If you go out and somebody recognizes your costume then I'll skip season four and have no involvement with ponies until its over. If somebody calls you gay or points out that you shouldn't have the pony in any way, then its your fault for listening to me. If both happens then I'll do whatever you say."

Scratching his "orange" hair, Jake seals the deal by grabbing the pony.

"His name is Box, just in case you find a date in all of this."

"Fine. Whatever." He walks over to the door, stopping at frame to look over his shoulder, "Should I look out for Snickers?"

"Heck yeah, you should!" Josh replied excitedly. "Thanks, bro."

Jake smiled as he grabbed two plastic pumpkins, putting the pony in one.

Going down stairs, he turned past is snoring aunt in the living room and into the kitchen.

"What. Did. You. Do?!"

Sitting on the dining table, drawing on Jake's paper mache diamond helmet was his little sister. She had on a pink space suit costume with puppies along the top, on the floor another Josh plush sat. It was pink and wore a yellow space suit similar to their sister Clara. Jake thought he called it "Puppyskittles" or something.

"I'm... I'm not dealing with this!"

'Find a date in all of this'? How am I supposed to pick up chicks with a pony! Along my path, I found a plastic bag that I filled with what candy I could grab, but no Snickers and nobody pointing out my pony in a bad way. So far so good, I'd say... though nobody recognized me as a Minecraftian until I flashed the smiling pony! I think its enjoying this more than me.

After me 20th house I began to walk towards a well known party I've been invited to all while looking for Snickers and Butterfinger. What? Nobody gets their grubby mitts on my BF! ...Hold on...

"Hey, kid! Over here! Hey! Dude! Hey!"

I follow the distant voice to a parking lot with one of those "Trunk or Treat" events and next to it was a stall with costumes, fake webbing, and some props. ...But I'm broke!

I decide to gather more candy, filling my pumpkin and another bag I received. "Jackpot~!" I sang, beginning to turn home and off load my stuff so I can have less weight on me when I haul ass to the party... but the guy at the stand keeps bringing my attention to him!

"Sir, what do you want?"

The guy looked like a Resident Evil merchant wearing a Phantom of the Opera mask over his mask. "Well, I noticed that you're not in a costume-"

"Yes I am!" I shouted.

"...I haven't been able to sell things recently so I'm giving out free stuff. I see that you like Minecraft! Care to see my wares?"

I would say 'no', but my mouth said 'yes' instead. I had this feeling of deep trust while the idea of running came to mind... especially seeing the dropped candy bags in front of me. "Sir, can you speed this up please? I have to take this candy home and go to a party I've been dying to be at!"

"Hold yer horses! ...actually, too late."

Josh is going to "confess his love" to Brad when this is over... he he heh...

Merchant returned with a plastic stone ax, a journal, and a map. "Sorry, kid. I just wasn't prepared, it seems. Do you have anything specific you want? I can ship it."

"...um... This is fine. Thank you."

"Be aware of the royal sisters."

I stopped looking at my items and back at him, "Que?"

"I saw to ladies dressed like Celestia and Luna walk by, shouldn't be too far."

"Uh... sure..."

"That's when I learned that might life might change... but for a different reason. Now the purpose of why we're in the forest..."

Author's Note

-Origin story. In the original, I made references to Josh and this event, but never in this detail.
-Jake (Lego) was originally me in a fanfic. Now he's not that related to me.

11-20/2015 Addition.
-If you're here for the action segment, wait for ACT 1 PART 5 and Chapter... 2? 3? I don't know.
-This is a rewrite that will touch down on a list of mods I have waiting.

ACT 1 PART 1

"Joooooosh! Ugh... I think I'm gonna be sick!"

"I don't know who this 'Josh' is, but don't spew on me!" came Josh's voice to my left.

"I'm serious, I think I had one too many chocolates!"

"You don't look soaked..."

"What does that have to do with anything?!"

"The only chocolate around here is milk falling from cotton candy clouds, dude."

My eyes shot open, the ground was pink and the sky was plaid with trees from Dr. Seuss swaying around and tiny lion things with wings buzzed around. "Hey, what's going on?!"

"You found solid cocoa and I want some!" came Josh's voice again. I looked down to my left, seeing a white pony with box hooves, flame styled mane, blue eyes, and wearing gold Minecraft armor. His muzzle scrunched up as he looked me over, "I'm loco, give me cocoa!"

To say I was surprised was an understatement and my reaction was a bit... ahem... loud.

I'm screaming at a life size, living version of my brother's pony OC while staring at my missing feet and hanging upside down in a cloud made of cotton candy as cat-bugs with stingers are fighting too close to my face.

"Will you stop-"

"AHHHH!"

"Will you-"

"AHHHH!"

"-please-"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"-stop-"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"-SCREAMING! STOP SCREAMING! STOP IT!"

"How are you alive? Where am I? How is cotton candy hovering and spewing chocolate rain?!"

"How rude, I don't know, and you just started a musical."

Chocolate reign!
Some stay while I give the pain!
Chocolate reign!
A baby unicorn will fly in some tin!

Chocolate reign!
School book burn by my rule again!
Chocolate rain!
The taste makes you wonder where its been!

Chocolate reign!
Make me stone and say the land is dry!
Chocolate reign!
Stand back and watch the bunnies fly!

Chocolate reign!
Forecast be falling yesterday.
Chocolate reign!
Tia's reign in the past will stay!

Chocolate reign!
Raise your cottage off the ground!
Chocolate reign!
Turn it upsidedown and all around!

Chocolate reign!
Chaos makes the street cross me!
Chocolate reign!
Its for fun since I'm free!

The music ended just as another being appeared: the abomination that my brother won't stop fawning over, voiced by John DeLancie. He has a long serpentine body, a lion paw, eagle claw, a goat leg, dragon tail with a pink tuff on the end, mismatched yellow and red eyes, an antler and a ram horn, a single fang poked out... he's essentially what you envision the 'Lord of Chaos'.

"Well, think can't do!" he exclaimed. With a snap of his talon...

I woke up, getting my head stuck under the cotton candy cloud as it rained on me.

"Uh... hello? New slave? Arise!" A mass of flesh fell from the cloud as Box began to scream, me joining when I saw it had my face, but distorted.

"hmm?" Discord, the beast I mention, looked under the cloud. "That's odd." He snapped his talon...

I woke up, my face in the cotton candy cloud. I could hear some audible screams as I squirmed.

"Impossible!" he shouted. The cloud suddenly vanished as I landed on a small downed tree... with my screaming face on the bark. "You just stay symmetrical and reincarnate yourself from thin air! Meh. Slavery is for ponies, I suppose."

I felt something pull me to my feet by my shirt as Box shoved my ax in my hands... it was real, heavy, and shining.

I turned to see Box attempt to fight Discord, giving punches to his face yet they never met. He was tossed off and I wasn't sure if I could-

"You can't die! Go for him!"

With that logic, I rushed for him as I knew that he was a villain that would keep slaves. That didn't bode well with me so now I have my reason to jump him. Now, how do I learn to fight within the moment I'm within beating range?

The music in my head came out for all to hear as the power of John Cena memes took me over and I tossed my ax at his face. It hit. Discord plucked it out, tossing it back... though I actually caught it without second thought. I shook my hand, picturing the TNT block that formed in my hand.

You know, finding that ability by shaking my hand makes as much sense as Eren Jeager biting his hand to grow.

The TNT blew up near Discord, who held a baseball bat, but looked ready for several other sports. He didn't need three strikes to start a fight with the pitcher; the beast lunged at me, followed by sudden twitch in my hand that allowed me to stab him with a diamond hoe and finish the job with a gold sword that took its place as I hacked and slashed him.

...but for some reason, I could only hold two tools and weapons if one of them was my ax. If I tried a hoe-sword combo, my left hand would go numb and would drop what it was holding... leading the tool to shrink and phase into me. I will figure out how later, because I'm currently being man handled by a hand that came out of my shadow.

Grannycord pointed an old claw at me, fixing its glasses,, "Well, I was expecting something interesting, but you blew it kid." Discord teleports away as the shadow arm gains vine-like appendages rolling around, taking selfies. Their phones grew tentacles as the shadow faces began laughing with... no clue if they're smoking or sticking their tongues out.

"Glow stone!" Again, I somehow knew how to use my new powers to toss a glow stone block, returning my shadow to normal.

"Well that sucked."

Box turns his head, his brows lower than his ears, "No kidding! We can't fight that guy!"

I moved my arm, stopping him. "Maybe we don't have to."

I pointed over to a scene where two horses with wings and long horns floated with gems circling them.

Box looked up, "What're we doin'?! They need help!"

"You're probably right, but we can't jump him." After dropping a block and resting a fist on my chin, an idea formed. "Hey, they will need a distraction or two."

"Like what?"

I looked to my block, realizing a coincidence. It wasn't just stone!

Discord sat on a black throne in the middle of an odd town, eating black seeds and looking amused. I wasn't sure if villains here monologue or not, but he seemed quiet and smug.

His attention was turned to us as I tried to fire an arrow at him from my piston, suddenly hitting Box instead. He watched on as Box began to beat me and began to stifle a giggle. His giggle evolved in loud laughter as a rainbow arched overhead, turning him to stone.

"What is his jest, sister?" the navy pony asked her taller, white companion.

"Not the slightest clue." she turned her head, watching the world return to normal in a blinding light. They happened to spot us while I was kicked Box off me and tossed random blocks at him. "...Perhaps we found the source."

ACT 1 PART 2

"YOU SHOT ME!"

"Not on purpose. I SWEAR!"

"SILENCE!!!" The ear-killing voice ended the argument before it could begin and creating a little non-chocolate rain.

The two of us turned our glances towards the ponies that would be NBA all stars if they weren't magical horses. Box brushed himself off quickly, bowing. "Royal sisters, ho! My- Our apologies for breaking any peace."

The two scratched and bruised yet still majestic creatures stared at each other then at me until my eyes joined them to the crowd we drew. The elder horse flapped her wings once, fixing any ruffles before speaking, "Royal sisters?"

I squinted my eyes, imagining a castle play set and the elder pegacorn being pink. "Uh... Hello, what are you names?"

The navy horse glared, "We think we should know what thou art."

"Luna!" the white sister chided, "He asketh of us first."

'Asketh'? Really? I thought, giving as warm of a smile as I can without showing my teeth.

"We art Celestia," she placed an armored hoof on her chest (barrel?) before pointing at her sister, "Our sister, Luna. We art alicorns, a rare species of mighty ponies."

"Well, I art too. I like to draw- not a fan of paints myself..." I replied, getting a hoof in my side.

"Mind you manners!" Box chided me with a frown.

"Lullay moon princess... Goodnight sister, mine~."

"Dude, why do you keep singing that?"

Josh paused YouTube, taking off his headphones as he turned in his chair. His eyes were red from crying and he was sniffling like he was having a cold.

"...uh...Josh?" I asked, stepping closer. "You alright?"

"I-Its just so SAD! Celestia couldn't save her sister from herself... This is a poorly edited duet, sure... but..."

"Ponies are making you cry?"

He sighed, "When the show began there wasn't much feeling behind Luna's return, because... We were new to the characters and setting. Then season two rolled in, making her a fan favorite and the comics put more depth to her banishment to the moon. Seeing Celestia wearing a smile for her greatest loss for her subjects within a thousand-year span?" Josh began to tear up again.

Thinking back, everyone used to think of me as Josh's brother until I made a name for myself by being a complete idiot. We used to be very close together... almost like twins, but then... well...

He didn't understand Minecraft and I didn't understand his ponies. Within a year or so he somehow fell under my shadow but kept his smile.

I unplugged his headphones from the speaker, "Want to replay it?"

We spent those six minutes and forty seven-seconds, enjoying the saddest song I've ever heard that month.

I rubbed my side, rolling my eyes before adding to the conversation, "So... uh... whose the royalty here?"

Celestia nearly beamed, "There is the unicorn ruler Princess Platinum, Commander Hurricane of the pegasi, and Chancellor Puddinghead of the... uh..."

Luna helped her, "Mud ponies?"

"We suppose that might be."

Box snorted, "No. We're earth ponies."

The two looked kinda shocked, giving their apologies to him as he gained a shocked look from their less than regal bowing.

I pulled Box over to me, squishing his face as we whispered a few steps away with our backs to the sisters, "OK, we need to introduce ourselves. We need to know more about each other quick... in case we might pollute the time stream."

He freed his head, hugging me as he whispered, "What are you saying?"

"You called them princess and they looked lost, every image of a frozen Discord my brother has shown me has him screaming. Does discount Q look in pain?" we turned to the laughing statue, mocking us as he sat. "No. If this is Ponyville, how come the fashion unicorn lady isn't trying to fix the potato sack hats or the yellow one throwing parties or some crap?"

"...They did mention Platinum, Hurricane, and Puddinghead as if they were still living..."

"I'm not going to pretend to understand. Your pony names are weird." I paused, thinking. "Hold on..." I looked at my feet...? They still felt like feet, but they were boxed and my hand looked normal until I made a fist. I made glow stone and TNT blocks while spawning weapons and I see hearts and chicken legs in my peripheral vision. "OK, I giving myself a new name and you do whatever as long as we don't punch a hole in time or something."

"Art thou has done conversing?" Luna asked bluntly.

I broke the hug, bowing, "Sorry. My name is Lego-" Crap! Why did I say that?! "-Craft? I'm Lego Craft, a human from another realm. Being new here, I'm going to go on adventures!"

"I am Private Box Hooves, his body guard. My creator brought us here to help those in need and to protect the sun and moon," he gave a bow, grabbing Celestia's hoof to kiss, "Everypony is royalty to me, princess."

She blushed, giggling as Luna scowled a bit before returning to a neutral look. "Charmed."

"Break it up, Romeo! No PDA!" I lightly chided, pulling him back.

"Romeo?" Luna asked, receiving a shrug from Celestia. "No matter. Who is your creator per say?"

"A mighty god-like human of amazing power!" he began, standing on his hind hooves as his forehooves rose to the air and began kicking. "JOSH!"

My brain did a little dance before stopping, disconnecting and reconnecting, checking his sound equipment as 'Josh' filled my mind, then it exploded, leaving brain juice all over the inner walls of my scull and finally screaming loud enough to reform itself and turn to ash. It rose like a Michael Bay phoenix as it began laughing.

...I had a similar reaction.

"Is this a jest?" Celestia asked. "We do not understand."

My laughter ended as I notice Box giving me the glare of the ages. "Sorry, but... my brother? Mighty? He'd rather squeeze puppies in a hug then smite people in an ash heap!"

"Brother?!" Box demanded. "How dare you place yourself higher than him!"

"I was born first and you used to be a stuffed toy, Pinocchio."

Celestia got between us, "Not that your banter is amusing, but shall we move this elsewhere? We fear this tiny speck of chaos would bring Discord back if this continues for sure."

"Lead us to your garden," I said nonchalantly.

"We beg your pardon?!" Luna asked, flaring her wings.

"When? Don't you have a garden full of statues anywhere to display him?" I put a hand on my hip as I directed my other towards him, "He looks more like a trophy or a lawn ordainment than a prisoner."

And that's why ponies have guardian rocks on their laws, which will evolve into guard gnomes.

ACT 1 PART 3

After our conversation with the princesses to be, Box began to question his existence when I told him... well, he used to be a toy.

We established my brother couldn't destroy mountains let alone climb a rope ladder. His whole perspective of faith changed when I added that he sounded like Josh and may be the only thing of him I have left. The morale was increased and we packed our bags and set out for adventure.

I got to wrestle a manticore. I got to feed a manticore in a way that I might want brain bleach. From my dead bodies, I gained a one style wardrobe that I placed in my bags.

In those months we learned to fight better and our bond grew the longer we seeked adventure. Though, there was one thing that could've broken that feeling of brothership... them.

One afternoon on a warm day in summer? I don't know. The pegasi refuse to create seasons and it rains every Monday... so I hate Mondays, go figure. Anyway...

One warm afternoon, we found a village where Ponyville would be at a time where the results of Discord's reign was magically forced to a forest. It was dubbed 'the Everfree' by Starswirl, a great guy that dreams to be a master in "magic".

Sure, I believe it might exist, but I'm going to assume its science. Besides, there's sound science and it is powerful and influential. So let me get back on track again. *ahem*

We met the sirens before they were evil. I got it out! No dancing around the subject with random facts like Starswirl the unicorn school's caretaker taking care of business or the state and location of things!

Here's a fun fact: the sirens were ponies and their mom was the last sea pony, who pulled a little mermaid. Trading her soul for hooves and regaining it if she found true love blah blah blah. Their mom died, leaving behind an artifact of her dead race: a crown with three gems that gave the wearer "the power of shoobie" or some crap.

Here's how the story began without sounding like a broken record or trying to stab around my hand while singing.

One warm afternoon, after learning that I don't need to kill to have meat- nor be killed to give it -I stumbled upon a place I've never seen before.

"Why are we back here?"

I turned back to Box, "I dunno. Every place in the land looks the same to me."

Aaahhhhh-AaHHH~ Ah! Aaaaahhhh~

"Hey, Box, do you hear that?"

The pony took off his helmet, an ear raised. "Three. Fillies. Better harmonizing if anything else. Struggling notes. Young. A voice is squeaking the notes. Sounds magical."

"Yeah, yeah, you could say they have pretty good voices."

"Nothing's happening!" a voice shouted when the music ended. "No, Sonata! We'll never be fine!"

I shared a look with Box, "Similar speech patterns?"

"Stop saying 'for realzies'! It's not an actual word." the grumpy voice shouted.

"Butchered, but yeah." he agreed.

I shook my right hand as Box shook his right forehoof, a block with a dirt texture with a grass top formed in our grasp. I aimed and "tossed" the block, creating a less neat block of dirt while the original block was still in my grasp. Box followed suit as we stood on the blocks, jumping and creating more dirt blocks under us as we created a sturdy pillar that let us see the town.

Box pointed, "They're creating what will later become town hall! Isn't this exciting?"

I was already punching the blocks into oblivion on my way down, stopping to look up, "Hurry up before we lose them!"

When I got to the bottom Box was already there, polishing his helmet as his mane flowed like an open flame. "You can slide down, you know."

"Not a chance."

"Why are we pursuing these children, again?" Box whispered within his leaf block.

"We need to make friends because 'friendship is magic' and stuff." We paused our pursuit as one of the fillies looked back. The blue filly shrugged as a purple one pushed her forward. "Plus, that one pony is a jerk. I'm going to place myself as the hero here so I'm starting my anti-bullying campaign with these girls."

We followed them to a hill leading to a lake, where they got in a position where the orange one was standing to the back as blue and purple stood at their sides almost in front of her. Orange McFluffymane looked to her fellow singers, "Remember what we practiced. I'm going to assume the magic works better near a large body of water."

Grumpy pony turned to Orange McLakelover, "Adagio, that's what you said near the shore."

"Too much water, Aria." the orange pony, Adagio, said with a nervous smirk, "Our voices probably drowned."

"That makes sense to me," the one I assumed was Sonata agreed.

They played their single note, not much change in it.

"Told you nothing would happen," Aria said, a deeper frown.

We abandoned our leaf blocks, spawning some note blocks as I prepared my singing voice. I don't know how, but I believe the pony universe has voice requirements... so I can sing without waking the neighborhood's bad side.

That's not all! When I give Box my ax, he gains the ability to spawn tiny versions of himself! A low-voiced miniBox shouted, "Ring of Fire, go!"

The three young ponies had their ears folded until they heard us. Their gloom slowly died as they found and curiously got closer to the five of us. Three miniBoxes were singing in front of the two of us while two miniBoxes beat the note blocks to the sides of the two of us.

We planted blocky roses in a ring around us while three smaller rings in front were formed for sitting spots they sat at... except Aria, who sat on a few flowers.

I spawned a torch, making sure our area wasn't too grassy nor was our ring connected to theirs as I lit our ring on fire... If that was a pun, I'm not sorry. "I fell in-to a burning ring of fire~. I went down, down, down! ...And the flames went higher~. And it burn, burns, burns!"

One of the miniBoxes playfully tossed a bunch of roses at Sonata and Adagio while one rose with a note was given to Aria.

Stay positive. You make dreams come true.

She passed the note around, Adagio had a look as if she was hit by a semi-truck full of inspiration and hope made a hit and run and she was a joyful victim as her curly mane got a little more frazzled.

Chapter 0

*tick... tick... tick... tick... tick...*

My internal alarm clock wakes me up as usual, making my assume it's six in the morning. I wish I could fall asleep, but I could never fall back asleep. It was like this even before I came to Equestria.

Where did this all go wrong? I thought to myself... again.

I shook my chains, waking my limbs. Looking around the dark room filled with the smell of death, sight of darkness, and the sound of my ticking stomach was my only company.

Well, that and the remains of Ol' Barn Raiser the Immortal. ...or he would be if he wasn't stuck in this dungeon.

*CRREEEAACH*

Blinding light filled the room, preventing me from seeing the newcomer. "...and I think if we clean up this dank pit, maybe we can turn it into an attraction! Think of it: we create a legend about a dead monster and-"

Another voice, a familiar one, broke the rant... and made me deaf. "THERE'S SOMEBODY STILL DOWN THERE!"

"...uh... Princess that's the spirit, though a bit too early-"

Despite my dry throat, I found my slightly broken voice, "W-Whom a-A-am I spea-king to...?"

Kibitz nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard my voice, shouting, "Who are you and how dare you intrude on private royal property! You will be arrested!"

I dropped a torch at my feet, showing my tattered clothes, limbs behind rusty chains and shackles, and grim expression on my face. "Aren't I already?"

Luna gasped when she saw me, "Lego Craft?!"

"In the flesh... or whatever you call this," I wagged healthy looking elbows, but they were a sickly color and gave a look that they hung on weak bones. Like always, I'm the same shape no matter what health I am. I can be obsease and only I would know!

After I was ushered outside, I promptly impaled myself. I spawned in the dungeon, fresh body and everything, dashing out to see my inventory dancing around a pile of bonemeal... I could grow a garden with how much there was!

Luna looked a little alarmed, but recovered. "I-It has been a while."

"I bet," I replied, taking in the sunlight and clean air. "I felt like I was banished to the moon or something!"

She gave an awkward laugh... I guess I hit a sore spot, but not hard enough to offend her.

"What year is this?"

"...uh... 2014 A.F.B."

"A.F.B.? What's that?"

Kibitz decided to join us, locking up the dungeon. "After first banishment. These two were banishment addicts back in the dark days. Create chaos? Stoned. Shadowy black magic? Banishment. Rape? Banishment. Thief or assassin? Prison in the place you're banished to. Heck, there was a banishment corps! ...That lasted a year before disbanding."

Luna and I blinked at him.

"I agree, this is going to be fun." he began to walk away, turning his head to add. "I'll meet you at the castle, your highness."

When he was gone, a black sky chariot with day guards in bright gold armor landed in front of us.

"Shotgun."

I looked over to the princess, taking the overly cushioned seat on one side. "You remembered!"

Author's Note

ACTS are Jake the Lego Craft.
Chapters are Lego Craft the Storybook Hero.

ACT 1 PART 4

"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?"

Author's Note

-Its canon within my displaced stories that there were five major displaced not including their +1's before this pony world became overrun with the lot.
-Not the same Drake Long you might've heard of.
-This was the conflict I thought of starting off with. Seems like a good start.
-Japanese Google Translate!

ACT 1 PART 5

ACT 1 PART 5

"I have to ask," I stated as Box and I sat with Adagio and her sisters.

"It better not be a hoof question again," Aria replied, rolling her eyes.

"You said your mom was some... sea creature called a siren."

"Where are you going with this...?" Adagio asked.

"Can you breath under water?"

The three looked at each other, "He has a point."

Box looked up from his helmet shining, "So is that a 'no'?"

"We never tried," Adagio began. "Sonata can hold her breath longer than anypony."

Sonata shrugged, "It's not hard! Just don't breathe."

"What're you doing?"

From my grasp of her hind hooves; I gave a signal to Box, who held her fore hooves in the weird way ponies grab things. He responded, "We're just tossing you into the lake-"

"Post haste, guys!" Aria shouted from the side of the cliff.

"Don't get your panties in a twist!" I called down.

Sonata raised a brow, "What are pan-"

We tossed her into the water without warning, watching as her squirming turn into a dive. "She's not coming up."

"Give her time," Box reassured.

"She's still not coming up."

"It hasn't been a minute yet."

"What is Adagio doing?"

"I think she needs to pee."

"No, it's something else."

"Hey, where's Aria?"

Box's question hung in the air unanswered; looking down, we saw our angry purple pony gone from sight.

I stood at the cliff's edge, "I'm going in." Before Box could grow his horn to magically stop me, I fell towards the water. I looked up as time slowed around me, Box fell behind me without his armor; his horn turned black and shrunk to nothing as wings sprouted from his sides and gained their texture.

I brought my arms in front of me to defend myself from the sudden bats around me. Shaking my hand, a flashing TNT block formed; Box kicked the block out of my hand, destroying the perch some chickens sat on. All the chickens were orange; looking up at them I thought, This cliff is higher than I thought! Why the heck would we toss a tiny pony down from that height?!

We immediately hit the water, Box's dive complete as I slowly sank from landing flat on my back.

"It burns! It burns!" I screamed when I resurfaced after Box.

"You dive into the water, Lego."

"I know! I know!"

"Then why didn't you?!"

"It was sudden!"

"Follow my lead!" Box declared before we submerged ourselves.

After several dives, joined by Adagio, we kept looking for Sonata and Aria.

It was by the time I lost count we found the two little ponies fighting a minecraft squid... with a hoard of gold. A sign read:

"This is my Budder Hoard! Beware the squids! Don't take our Budder! Your Budder is mine!"

As Box swam in for the kill I floated there with my face in my hand before summoning a bow to my hand, firing arrows at the squid.

In my mind I screamed, For the Sky Army! My arrows met every tentacle I aimed for... which made me realize how big the squid actually was. Is this a Kracken?! Dang!

I fired a couple arrows, which allowed Sonata and Aria to break free. They swam towards me; their bodies gained fins and they're teeth turned sharp.

"Hey Lego, we can breathe underwater!" Sonata exclaimed, twirling, "We even get these cool wing things!"

"They're fins, Sonata," Aria replied, forelegs crossed.

"Says you."

The bubbles above my hearts became few, tempting me to grab more air before I heard Adagio's underwater scream. Looking over; the squid had the slowly drowning Box and the newly finned Adagio in its grasp.

I quickly pointed up, being followed by Aria and Sonata as we reached the water's surface.

"Alright," I began, "Box and Adagio is in trouble. Grab some air for Box, I'll distract the squid."

Sonata tilted her head, "How do we grab air?"

"You breathe in and transfer the air to Box."

"You're not saying..." Aria began with a scowl.

I rolled my eyes, showing my gold sword, "Fine, we'll lead it up here!" I toss to gold blocks at them. "It's a gold addict, make it follow." I dived into the water, having no need to hold my breath.

"Follow what?"

Aria smacked Sonata's head, "Make it follow our gold, Sonata, you fool!"

"Geez, I was asking-"

I emerged from the water and dived back down, grabbing their tails and tossing them away from me. The squid didn't know who to follow, dropping Box and Adagio and opting to go for Aria.

Adagio and Sonata pulled Box to the surface as I donned gold armor and followed the squid. You know how ponies can hide things in some secret pocket? Well, the squid wasn't taking any crap; it held Aria- I've seen to much anime!

I shot an arrow, getting ugly's attention before firing another arrow in it's eye. It got angry, dropping Aria and going for me like the dumb squid it is. Aria swam away just as I became entangled in the tentacles, leaving me alone and about to down as I hack and slash this guy.

I shook my hand like a Polaroid picture as a potion formed in my hand; I broke the potion over the squid's mouth, instantly killing it with the poison. It disappeared, leaving behind ink sacks, gold, and the skeletons of dead fish and ponies... enough to push me out of the water and push the water out of the lake.

When I recovered, I found myself in gleaming gold armor standing over a hill of pony skulls as the siren sisters held onto my legs for support... the sun was also setting behind me while Box flew around, gathering clouds to sit on.

There was a pony artist, Leoneighdo da Vinci... or something. He stared with slack jaws with a group of children and other mares and stallions.

"So very... awe-inspiring!!!" a pink and blue pony said somewhere in front of the crowd.

Chapter 1 Part 1

The chariot ride from the dungeon was calm... until we lifted off the ground.

I know what you're thinking 'You can't die! Why are you afraid?' Well, it's simple; If you know getting accidental cut from scissors won't make you lose your finger, but you don't like the sting of a cut on your finger as it heals. In my case: I don't like the feeling of a slow death or even falling from the sky. Feeling my skull be split open for a second feels terrible.

...also I would wake up in the dungeon, which would make leaving it redundant. I need to take a nap in a safe spot soon to relieve this problem.

While we flew Luna changed from tour guide to distraction, allowing me to stay calm and not tip us over. To be honest, it was fun for the most part. We used scrolls to play Hic-Hac-Hoof, I checked my inventory, I took out Ol' Barn Raiser's Stetson as we shared stories with the "speaking cap", and overall enjoyed the company.

"Sir Craft, what is your alignment?"

I gave a serious 'merican salute, "Hero of day, protector at night! I walk among shadows!"

"Thy could have said 'moon', but I'LL TAKE IT!" she replied with a smirk.

"There goes my ear drums... again." I said in mock pain.

From what tests Box forced upon me, Discord was reformed near the end of season 3 and according to Luna; Discord has taken residence in a pocket dimension in Fluttershy's backyard, opening a portal for mail carriers... which could be season 5 part 1 if Tirek hasn't attacked. Tirek is apparently a touchy subject between the royals, myself, and Box, since he enslaved ponies and released the Ender Dragon from The End to terrorize... Spoilers?

There was something about wings that was a bad subject for Box, but that I won't touch. So I'm between season 3 or 5, I need to look out for "big wings", rape vines, "DBZ rip off", a crystal castle in a village, Discord in general, Yaks... whatever that is...

OK. That's a long bucket list so I'll look out for "Buy Our Toys" jokes, communism, and vines.

"Lego? Lego Craft? Hellooo?" I stop my internal rambling to find Luna shaking me, "We are here Lego."

I gave a quick look around, hopping out of the chariot and onto white concrete. Around me is a city of whites, purples, and yellows that matched the giant castle I stood near.

Luna stood to my left, nodding to the guards. In near sync I heard, "What happens on the chariot, stays on the chariot; information will be given out if allowed or requested."

I let out a loud whistle as the right guard added, "Have a great day."

They flew over to the castle, up the wall, and out of sight.

Luna pushed me through double doors held open by day guards, "Lego, we need to hurry!"

"Whyyy?"

"It is time for your lunch; we need to beat Tia inside before she requests anything!"

I began to run, following her lead while slowly munching on a golden apple for stamina, "Are we going to surprise her?"

"You are. We just want to make sure she... uh... 'sticks to her diet', as you say."

I tried to stay equal with her; my speed diminished from time from what I can guess. My head tilted, "Celestia? On a diet?"

"We do not believe either, but new diseases like 'diabetes' and 'obesity' is everywhere."

...now I want to see a fat pony.

As Luna stopped, flaring her wings and breathing hard; I slid on the wax floor, knocking cake all over me.

A chef Boyardee pony ran up at me, "What are you-a doing?! That's-a for the princess!"

Balancing a cake on my foot, I raised an eyebrow, "Well, excuse me, Super Mario."

Luna turned the very light grey chef to face her, "Ravioli prepare the summer salad dish and anything sister's diet menu has to offer."

The chef brightened up some, "Should-a I prepare the slaw?"

"Yes."

The lied back kitchen changed in atmosphere as Ravioli got out his note pad and directed his staff, changing between orchestra-like conduction to food army drill sergeant every so often. When he didn't have orders to give, he would assist the others and often tossed food somewhere. You'd think a food fight would break out, but the staff would duck and dodge as if it was a normal occurrence.

After cleaning myself off, I packed the cake bits into block shapes to be easily carried in my inventory before mopping and drying my mess.

I walked over to Luna, standing in the corner with a smirk. "Is this normal?"

She nodded, "I hired Ravioli to turn this place into a real kitchen. Before, everything seemed linear: making a dessert four times a week then attempt to prepare something special for sister with the only action involving holidays and social events." Luna let out a chuckle, "Their best day was the wedding of Captain Shining Armor and, my niece, Cadence. It's not everyday they fight a swarm of changelings with nothing but cake and utensils."

That already happened?! Dang, I was sooo hyped for a rematch. "That's cool."

A curly maned ginger pegasus walked past with a mop, "'Cool'?! It was more epic than finding a rat that cooks!" his ears dropped as he began mopping, propping himself up with his wings, "...notthatitexists."

Luna sat calmly, enjoying her midday snack of flowers and coleslaw as Celestia stared at her salad with no bread sticks in sight.

I stared slack jawed at the chubby sun princess that sat taller than me standing invisible next to her.

"Luna, are you sure you're not going overboard with my 'diet menu'?" she asked, her voice smoother than remembered.

"We are just as sane in our quest as your cake orders... so indeed, sister."

"I don't order that much..."

"Sure, the weight of ten moons sounds reasonable."

I couldn't hold it! Her argument seemed valid and those comebacks make me want to call, "Woooaaaah! Shots fired!"

Celestia knocked her seat into the hallway as she got in a defensive stance. "Who's there? Show yourself!"

I looked around, "...was that out loud?" I rolled out of the way of a laser as Luna got up as fast. "Hold it! Hands up- oh wait..." I ducked under another attack.

"Show yourself!"

Luna was about to respond when I replied, "I would, but I downed an invisible potion! Just... eat or something until I'm visible."

"Why? You could be an assassin for all I know." she replied as she slowly back away, "Ezio? Boba Fett? Ring any bells?"

I pulled out a chair, sitting. "Sound familiar, but no. Does Lego Craft mean anything to you?"

She paused, watching as I slowly became visible. Starting with my blue attire, grey shoes, my new red bandana from the city, my "orange" hair, and judging brown eyes shaded under Barn Raiser's hat, which lifted off my head with a hand.

She backed up, eyes wide.

My hoof-like feet met the tabletop as I took the Mad Hatter approach, taking out a chocolate cake block in my progression to eat. I stopped shy of her food before leaping to the ground and straight up hugged her. ...I didn't glomp or lunge. Hug.

Our eyes locked as I said, "When you're ready, direct me to my room." I broke the hug and walked over to my seat near Luna, "Thanks~!"

Looking over to Celestia, she had a confused look; taking her time returning to her lunch.

Eating my cake block, I added, "Your kitchen makes great cake, by the way."

She looked up from her food, eyeing my cake and looking a little lost. I took out another chocolate cake block, tossing it to her. "Smile, everything will be fine."

Author's Note

-Some things mentioned may happen.

Chapter 1 Part 2

*click click clack click taptaptap clack*

Oh yeah, I forgot to create social media for ponies, I thought, sitting on my couch with only the laptop providing light. I've been poor, rich, adventurer, defender, offender, royal guard, shopkeeper, millionaire, billionaire, sane, weird, a romantic, a writer, almost every Celestia-given title except anything relationship related, inventor, revolutionary, failed revolutionary... And I forgot to create social media. Online gaming, sure... never mind.

I placed my laptop aside, closing it. My eyes instantly adjust from years of relentless training and I see that mess of a room. Yep, the insane and lazy artist at his finest, I thought to myself, before realizing that I was stuck in the couch... again. I summoned my wings as I pushed off and onto my hooves.

Staring at a wall in the kitchen, I began to rethink my design. Who puts a couch in a living room? Looking around the room, Or is this my hall of conspiracy? No halls, but the word 'hall' is redundant in my use.

I made my way to my room/gym stopping short of a mirror within. I dispersed my ruffled wings, my sharp horn growing out of my long, stringy red and orange mane. I blew some mane out of my blue eyes with their tired bags underneath, I showed my teeth... a yellow stain from that week. My white coat was uncut, matted in places, and had colorful stains here and there if not everywhere. I didn't look fat nor malnourished... but nopony could tell by just looking at me.

Mine Little Pony bodies look average despite a few details.

I skipped over to my bathroom, grabbing my shears and getting a block of dirty fur and... Red wool? huh. Opening the fridge that stood in my bathtub, I grab a blocky stone ax and shook it. Above, a water bucket fell on my head.

I laughed as I shook the freezing water off me, "I nominate the four princesses or some crap- 24 hours! ...eh, it's cold and old."

There was a chuckle from behind but before I could turn my head; I heard the voice. OK, that part about "insane" has been more than an act since Luna's return. Every time I see her face the hallucinations appear and with them the boy; he emerges from the ground with a smile wider than a mile and claws trying to drag me down to hell. Everyone can't see the danger I see... from the boy and his box chains attached to his neck and limbs.

I can't sleep without seeing him. I risk my hide every day, buying groceries so that he doesn't emerge from the corners of my food and hoping I return home in time to avoid him twilight wrath.

He is here. He is laughing. He is speaking the last words I hear.

"Ice bucket challenge? Really?"

He's toying with me... I guess I'm ready for actual death...

"Hey, is he okay?" he asked.

"We're not so sure. He would only speak with Tia." the Nightmare replied.

Great. I'm not going to Tartarus nor hell, I'm going to the shadow realm.

"That's why I told you two to stand back!" Celestia scolded. "Does everybody act like foals when they return from banishment?"

He gave his response, "Try being in a dungeon on the moon for a thousand, more or less, years and get back to us."

The Nightmare added, "Did you really send him to the dungeon for murder? We're there no trials after my leaving?"

"There were."

All voices behind me stopped once I finally spoke. When I slowly turned around, in my view; a human boy with block legs leaned on my sink next to Princess Luna, behind them Princess Celestia groaned.

"I was there, trying to defend a cold case when I went into law. After three judges bit the dust, I gave up. The boy is forever gone and he left me." I fell to my knees, "Just end me, already."

They shared side glances before Luna stated, "We- I think he... uh... 'has lost it.'"

We stood there, shocked and confused. I looked over to the princesses, Celestia motioning me not to move while Luna kept a sad expression.

"No... You lost."

A pokeball was tossed towards my head, dropping out of a red magic glow as I ducked. It curved towards Celestia, who caught the orb. It opened up to reveal a phoenix within materialize and take flight.

Box got in a battle stance as a sword blinked into his magical grasp. It had a gold hilt and a blaze rod handle, the blade was iron that was set ablaze without melting or turning red from heat. The crazed unicorn reared up on his hind hooves as he screamed, "You better believe this is a real blaze sword!"

I watched in awe as wings materialized at his sides and his mane seemed to flow in a nonexistent wind.

"Oh my god, he's an alicorn," I stated bluntly.

Celestia pushed me aside, wings flared, "Stop this madness!" She looked back at us, "Lego, Luna, get out of here!"

I hopped onto the sink, holding on to a filing cabinet he glued to the ceiling, "You go, this bathroom isn't big enough for the four- Are we seriously fighting in here? There's hardly any room for the bird to be flying!"

As if given an unspoken command, I was facing off against [P. Wright]... I get the reference! He dashed towards me, flames on his talons.

I fell back onto Celestia, breaking her focus on whatever spell she was casting; Luna walked out as soon as her sister disappeared, watching from the hallway.

Before I could focus an item to my hand, Box swung his sword. [Blaze Sword. Knockback II, Blaze II, Sharpness III, Looting II]

Looting?!

He grabbed his dropped ax, replacing it with my diamond sword to dual wield. I didn't look harmed besides a split in my shirt, but my minecraftian vision saw my serious lack of hearts and I felt the burning cut as I was flung out of the room.

I quickly ate a golden apple, summoning diamond armor, and shovel- I'm so screwed. Who uses a shovel as a weapon?!

I countered another attack from P. Wright, his visible HP low from the impact with the shovel head. I heard an enraged scream as Box flew towards me with both weapons drawn... stopped by the door. A diamond blade went through the door receiving a reply from Luna, "My apologies! I'll knock next time!"

The other blade went through, turning the wooden door to ash.

"I'm not going in there," I replied, searching my inventory for a potion of any kind; seeing as surviving that one attack was lucky. The little me in my inventory shrugged, grabbing a hat and coat as he dashed away. "Luna, help!"

"I would... but only you can end his nightmare."

"That's zen dream god for 'not my fight', isn't it?" I asked, my shovel's neck sliced in half by the blaze sword; leaving nothing but ash and a diamond.

"Indeed. My apologies."

Just as he swung his diamond sword, I tossed the first thing I could find inside me.

[Box wants to battle! Go, Bulbie!]

[Box summoned P. Wright.]

[What will you do? Run. It didn't work.]

[Box used growl. Lego Craft is now a normal-water type.]

[Fight! (-Vine Whip -Razor Leaf -Beg -Memory Reboot Spell)]

[Box is paralyzed!]

I didn't feel any burning. Armor or not; blaze burns! I lowered my arm from my face when I heard the two weapons drop.

In front of me was a tiny Bulbasaur, [Bulbie], with a tiny pink bow on its head that went well with her pink eyes and bulb highlights. She stared up at Box, who stared back at her with visible disbelief. She tried taking a step before collapsing, [Bulbie has fainted! She needs food!]

I summoned a gold carrot, cutting it into tiny bits with my sword and feeding her.

"B... Bulbie..." Box managed to say as P. Wright perched on his head. "When she's better, we have some things to catch up on."

I looked up from the pokemon as he pocket his blaze sword and put out the fire it made with a water bucket; turning to the kitchen afterward.

Author's Note

-Yes, I mentioned the ice bucket challenge.

Chapter 1 Part 3

Author's Note

Trigger Warning: There might be offensive or boring dialogue. You can skip this.

-Anybody that is white, ginger, freckled, or anything close to that should not be offended for I have those traits... though, I don't have blue eyes. Don't hate me, please.
-If I add something accidentally offensive: get 5 fimfiction accounts and hate the crap out of this... or just comment. That's original.
-I am only doing this hopefully one time for a better reason for Lego Craft to be in a dungeon. The chocolate cow murder was a dumb idea that I'm not transferring.

Chapter 1 Part 3

I sat on the couch in Box's kitchen, sinking until I was sure I was stuck. The place was odd, especially the door leaning on a wall with a picture of the window behind me.

After setting aside some food for the pokemon, he stared at the picture as if it was a real window. I could tell Box was in no mood nor prepared for my arrival. Was he trying to remember a speech he made up? Nobody could tell.

The oven made a honking noise, prompting Box to take the microwave out of the oven and take out some soup he made from the microwave. He tossed a couple sliced of toast into a hanging wooden toaster that caught on fire, burning a trip wire that caused a disco ball to fall into place as the replacement fixture. The disco ball "kicked" an oncoming golf ball that collided with a steel chest above my head; opening the chest and dropped an exercise ball with two boards duct taped to it, which fell in front of me.

Box lowered the steaming soup as two bread slices shot out from the burning toaster, magically returning it to its wooden pony look. The bread hung to the chest, grabbing its partner before diving into the soup. Box chuckled, "Magic bread. 'I Am Bread'... hehe..."

I finally got into a standing position, not questioning why half of my body was deep within a couch with no legs on tile floors. The couch itself could be described as the texture of a quilt if it had silk and firm textures. Half of it was bigger than the other and if you sat on the left side you'd sink while those on the right were tilted. The middle section had a pony-shaped form which Box filled in.

In his telekinetic grip; he changed a rather dapper dolphin into a princess, causing an unseen but easily heard chain reaction as fine china teleported onto the table with a rose petal themed salad and sandwich dish with a tiny cube of red velvet cake with a yellow fondant rose on top. The plate was the most elegant thing you would see in this house of inventive yet fashion-wise horror.

Box tossed a marble into a coned devise that sent it down some tubes and into a jar on the other end of the room that tapped a button lightly before a door opened up to catch the marble. Next to the button, a traffic light changed from red to yellow to-

"One minute, Sir Box!" Luna called from Box's 'closet' or should I say 'Timelord Arcade'.

"Alright, just headshot some grunts!"

"We will do that!"

I slowly turned my head to Box, "Halo: Reach: Arcade version?"

Box smirked, "With magic and/or wings; yes. So, remind me why you were captured? Last time I saw you, you were kicking and screaming as guards took you away and the rest is a blur from trying to forget you. ...if you don't mind?"

"It's fine. You know how I mentioned...

...and how it would never happen in Equestria? Well, Equestria changed like us but backwards and more magical."

"Ok, and...?"

"I accidentally offended a blue pony, who hired an assassin to kill Celestia and pin that crap on me. Assassination failed, but the guy was a good actor... or something."

"What did you even say?!"

"I heard him crying in an alleyway. There was no light so I didn't know who he is until I was imprisoned-"

"Please answer me."

I let out a sigh before responding, "'Why the long face, you don't have to blue; I think I know how to clear your skies!' It was dumb, but I'm not one for speeches. I got punched in the gut and he ran off before taking flight."

"Hold on... there was a pegasus in a unicorn town?"

"There were earth ponies, too, but I don't see the problem," I gave a shrug.

"The unicorns were using earth ponies as slaves. The pegasi were willing to make peace with them except for that fact." He rubbed his chin, "Its sort of like your 'Merican Civil War with the penny guy and all that, but it was air against ground. I'm partially glad you weren't there but also wished you saw how that allowed the princesses to rise in their power; all while liberating the earth ponies."

I looked at the weird mush Box made for himself and the tomato soup on an animal plate in front of me, "So... is this a history lesson?"

"Not unless you want it to be."

"I'm good but I did have some good times underground."

"Really?" Box ate the soggy mush, gaining a loud crunching sound that should not be there. He leaned closer for my elaboration.

"Among my countless visitors and now-dead friends there was an earth pony filly that gave me company until she died of old age. She mentioned a few things going on, but it gave me some thought along with the fact of my imprisonment."

"Yeah...?"

"With the different pony colors and three races; it's easier to offend! I learned blue jokes, blonde jokes, misaligned eyes jokes, and so on; making me think of the simplicity of Earth... then a thought formed. What was Adam and Eve's race?"

Box's face fell, "I don't think you should continue."

"I'm serious! Who decided what race was superior? For all I know: a certain hair color could be below anybody or people with specific features could've been enslaved."

"Dude, stop. ...nice weather we're having?"

"Yeah, its nice. Very sunny. Though, it could've been freckled, blue eyed, gingers burning over those crops on a hot summer day. 'Gingers have no souls' after all."

Box slowly backed away with his empty plate, his wings flaring, "Lego Craft, stop this now!"

"Sorry but I'm not a fan of being stuck in a cell and forgotten; just because I offended a small horse," I said evenly.

There was a sound of plastic being dropped on the tile floor as Luna stood there, wearing a blue Spartan helmet with her horn sticking out. We stared at her as she slowly asked, "Is this a bad time?"

Box waved his hooves, while his summoned horn pulled a lever that beamed in a small throne for Luna with a matching moon pillow falling onto it from nowhere as a cushion, "I- its fine! We were just talking about sports," He turned to me, "...right?"

"You do know how much I hate sports, right? Anyway, it was a one-sided about sports and video games until we started talking about Madden."

Luna tilted her head as Box groaned, "Madden?"

Box nervously took over, "It's an idea of turning hoofball into an arcade game with its own console version-"

"There's consoles here, too?!"

"XBON ONE, PONY PlayStable systems, and Neightendo WiiniiU and JoyBoy 3DS XL with magic crystal adaption interface. Capatable with JoyBoy Advanced." Box said faster and better than any advertisements. He leaned in close to me, "There is no social media somehow."

I nodded then took in a spoonful of my soup... it wasn't tomato; it burned hotter than fire.

Chapter ? Part ?: Zap Apple

I stood at Applejack porch, waiting for a response from somebody. I've been tasked by the farmer for a job, though I think I might have an idea.

The doors opened up finally after the long almost one minute of waiting. "Eeyup?" a red stallion asked.

"Applejack here?"

"Nope."

I kicked a small pebble lightly. "Do you any idea when she'll be back or why she called me here?"

"Nope. Eeeey- nope."

"Are you busy?"

"Ah sorta am."

"Can I help you with anything?"

What began as Big Mac practicing his banjo (don't ask me how) turned into a small band when Pinkie brought out an accordion and a drum set. Applebloom brought spoons and a wrench for my anvil anvil while two Lego minions got out a cello and Granny Smith brought a lute.

I cleared my voice.

"Thunder."

"Thunder."

"Thunder."

"THUNDER!"

"I was caught- in the middle of a railroad track."

"Thunder."

"I looked round... and I knew there was no turning back."

"Thunder."

"My mind raced- and I thought what could I do?!"

"And I knew; There was no help, no help from you! Sound of the drums, beating in my heart, The thunder of her sun... Tore me apart!"

"You've been... AppleSTRUCK!!!"

My minions gave me odd looks as Mac bobbed his head. I could make a "bobbing for apples" pun but- Too late.

"Rode down the highway...?" The minions shrugged back at my improvised lines. "Broke the limit, we went to town."

"We went through Texas, my Texas, and we had some fun!" Pinkie's ear flicked from the word.

I had to change this part for Applebloom's sake, sadly.

"We met some ponies, some parties gave a good time!" The tiny me's looked disappointed. I, too, felt like I was butchering a great song.

"Broke all the rules; played all the fools!"

"Yeah yeah they, they, they blew our minds and I was shaking at the knees. Could I play again, please?"

The minions looked satisfied enough to continue.

"Yeah them ponies were too kind. You've been THUNDERSTRUCK!!!"

"I was shaking my Bonopoly piece. Could I play again, please?" The minions dropped their cello and left on 'Bonopoly'.

Before I could give the finishing lines, the music ended as a familiar pony cleared her throat. Applejack held out her hoof as Big Mac slowly gave her the banjo.

When she ended, she nodded. "Not bad tunin'. Since y'all are done; I'd like a word with Lego."

Everyone left faster than a tumble weed and I found myself inside the barn with Applejack.

"So, can ya create an apple?" she finally asked.

"Better than that!" I said, in one fluid motion I spawned a gold apple like a magic trick instead of the usual "not here now here" shtick. "Magic gold apple."

She took the blocky fruit in her hooves, checking it before taking a bite. Her fur seemed to take on a slight glow and surprise reached her features. "What the-?!"

"I don't know how to translate my logic to your pony body logic, so my guess is that you become as healthy as a hor- um... Very healthy. Healthier than possible and a lot less hungry for a limited time. For me, my stamina relies on food thus I eat a lot to compensate for my running."

Her eyes went wide as a smile crossed her face. "How many can ya make?!"

I shrugged, "I've never tested it out. I can drop sixteen at a time if that helps."

"I'll pay ya to do this, Lego! Think of the new frontiers!"

"Yeah. Your competitors slowly failing due to the fact you can sell an ungrowable miracle fruit."

"Hold on-!"

"But there's more positives! Gold apple jam could be a medicine or a way to prolong races and competitions! You can sell these apples anywhere~!"

I gave a small grin as Applejack pondered. "What if ya can't deliver or others lose their farms or many begin to live near the dangers of Ponyville?"

"There's many variables to consider," I got up. "Think about it. Who knows? Maybe I'll be a competitor!"

"Please don't," she stated.

ACT ? The Blocks that Build Our Past*

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