One day, Carl was strolling down the edge-
"Oh, here we go again," said carl.
...of a rocket ship...
"Wait, WHAT?!"
when suddenly it blasted off unknowingly, dragging the poor creeper into outer space. Luckily, Carl was wearing a space suit, but unfortunately, by sheer coincidence, suit was quickly destroyed by a red laser ray, leaving Carl exposed to space.
"Goodbye, Carl!" yelled Walter in the background. "Save me, Carl!"A harried-looking Pete Wilson hovered over a keyboard and produced a power chord from his guitar.
"DANG IT, YOU LITTLE-BIGGER BLASTED RANGER! COME GET ME NOW! "Pete hit "Shazam!" on his bass guitar and the Star Wars theme started.
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He also threw a black cape over the rocket, which made him look like Darth Vader. Pete climbed out of the rocket and did a somersault into the waiting arms of Carl.
"I can't believe I've been taken out of this wonderful world in a rocket ship," said Pete. "Is there anything more fun than turning evil?"
"Well, actually…," Carl said, looking around the room.
"What?" asked Pete.
"There's no food, you know?"
"WHAT?! Yes! Of course there is! You know how animals eat?"
"Yeah," Pete said. "So what do they do with their food?"
"RAPIDREAKER!" Carl roared.
"Ah! Your power must be strong," said Pete. "Well, it is! But wait a minute, how does a little dude from the overworld know what animals eat?"
"I dunno, but he just does."
"Well, where's this food?"
"YOU JUST BROKE MY HEART," Carl said, falling over. "I can't eat and get my health back because you've killed me."
"This is all just a bad dream, isn't it?" Pete asked.
"Uh huh," said Carl. "A dream of a life of space travel that can't last longer than a second."
"Hey, where are we going?"
"TO MY FATHER'S GARAGE."
Pete was outraged, "Why not try the police?"
"Well, I haven't done anything wrong!"
"But you were heading toward a rocket with a dead Star Wars villain."
"Really, are you the cops now?" Pete agreed to the terms and pulled out his bullhorn.
"ATTENTION, ALL COPS OF THE CITY OF MILTEC – get ready for the biggest party ever, and make sure you have plenty of nachos and soft drinks. It's time for GREE-DAR PARTY!"
"Who's 'GREE-DAR'?" Carl asked.
"It's a made-up word I made up to get the cops all excited," Pete said. "Who wants to go?"
No one responded because sound doesn't travel through space and they were already so far no one could hear them anyway.
"Awww," said Carl. "It's not my party, is it?"
"Yeah, it's not, because it's not your birthday, buddy," said Pete. "But I'm the birthday boy and I get to do the talking." Pete held out his hand for Carl to shake, and Carl tried to shake it but instead grabbed him by the wrist and tried to strangle him.
"Hey, what are you doing?" asked Pete. "Let go!"
"Your NACHOS!" yelled Carl. "You killed me because you tried to poison me with nachos."
Pete started to have a panic attack and passed out.
As soon as Pete slumped over, Carl let go and a party continued.
"Wake up, they're talking about the party!" exclaimed a drowsy Walter.
Carl looked around and found himself in a tiny rubber dinghy with an astronaut, Bob, an alien, Bertha, and an octopus.
"Where am I?" asked Carl.
"In space!" exclaimed Bob.
"You must be lost!" said Carl.
"Well, at least we're in a rocket!" said the alien.
"Yeah, but where's that rocket?" asked Carl.
"You fell into space!" replied Bob.
"Dang it! Wait, why is there an alien on our cruise?"
"I dunno, but you're an alien, and you're friendly, right?"
"I'm a hostile mob- wait, you're not from around here?"
"No, silly, I'm from the planet Earth."
"Ah, earth, the CIRCULAR ONE?!?!?! AHHHHHH!!! ALIEEEEEEENS!!!!!"
"Yes, to you we're aliens, but that alien is an alien to both of us- wait, alien. Alien! AAAAAALLIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEENNNSSSSSSS!!!!!"

Everyone but the alien freaked out and ran off in fear.
"Wait, why are you friends with Bertha?" asked Carl.
"We met her at a party she threw for her Earthie."
"Her Earthie? She threw a party for a bunch of aliens?"
"Don't worry, you two are friends now!"
"Yeah, but that doesn't explain why you're- wait we're not friends. SHE'S AN ALIEN FROM THE CIRCLE! YOU ARE, TOO! MINECRAFT DOESN'T HAVE CIRCLES (unless you count the "fake" ones made by YouTubers and stuff)."
"EVERYONE, RUN!!! THE ALIEN HAS A SHIP!!!"
The alien suddenly appear riding a ship around the party in a circle.
"A CIRCLE!!!" cried Carl. Everyone ran as fast as they could, but no matter how fast they went, or the direction they went, the alien was always right behind their invisible tails... because everyone was running in the same circle the alien's ship was.
As they were running for their lives, Bob ran into a wall. Carl wanted to help him but was too scared of the alien to do so. When Carl looked away, Bob had disappeared, and Carl was petrified.
"ALIEEEEEEEENNNSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" screamed Carl as he ran for his life. As he ran, he saw a huge (literally) alien monster on the horizon who was about to crush him and take him to a faraway star where he would be boiled alive for eternity... he looked up, and the monster disappeared into a line of bright lights. After he was a good distance away from the monster, he stopped running and screamed for his mommy... but he didn't because he didn't have a family, and he doesn't have any friends.

"Hello? Anyone there? Hello?"
"Uhhhh, I think I need a new friend."
"You want to be my new friend?"
"Uhhhh... ummm... uhhh..."
"You do? Well, buddy, then hop on." Carl hopped on and the boat took off into the sky.
"So what are you gonna do to me?" asked Carl.
"Well, I was thinking of calling you 'Bubbles' until you asked for a better name."
"How about... 'Richie'?"
"Oh, nah, I think I can figure that out myself."
Hey, get off my head, why don't you?"
"Okay, okay.""So, what are you guys?"
"We are the army."
"Army of what?"
"Friends."
"Friends? I thought you said we were an army. Why are you friends with my mom?"
"I'm not, and the armies and friends were a joke. But Richie does suit you, since your price tag does read '750 HEXTILLION MINECOINS'?!"
"Are we in Minecraft?"
"Yes, we are.... I think." Carl closed his eyes for a moment before he was in his bed again.
"It was all a dream, wasn't it?"
"Well, I'm still here," said Richie.
"Meh, what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno, go to the moon like in Snapshot 23w13a_or_b or something."
"By the way, what's your gender?"
"Huh?"
"I mean, are you a boy, a girl, or a piece of slit (NOT A TYPO)?"
"Oh, that's easy, I'm a 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