Author: John Diary
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Published: 2017-03-24
Total Pages: 135
ISBN-13: 9781520921082
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Where are all the creepers going?When Steve notices herds of creepers walking past his tower, he has to find out what's going on. He brings with him his trusty companion Blocky (just a block of dirt) and his best friend Alex, who will do her best to keep him out of trouble. But at the end of the day, the decisions are up to YOU in this Choose Your Own Story book. Can you use all your Minecraft smarts to keep Steve safe and solve the mystery? (Or maybe you'll just see how many different ways you can blow Steve up. Spoiler alert: there's a lot of different ways...)Sneezy Steve Saves Creeper Christmas is a great read for any kid eight year of age or older. This story has all the imaginative charm of a children's classic, complete with a focus on positivity, emotions and relationships, while being packaged in a fun video game world that kids love. The interactive adventure style is great for reluctant readers. When a book is a game, it's hard to put it down! Excerpt Ahchoo!Steve woke up with a start.He didn't need an alarm. He had a nose. And it woke him up with a sneeze every morning. Steve pushed back the red blankets on his bed and swung his feet to the ground. "Good morning bed!" Steve said in a sing-song voice. "Good morning floor! Good morning ceiling!"He reached up to rub his eyes. There were two perfect little cubes of crusty, sleep sand in the corner of each eye."Good morning eye boogers!" Steve said as he rubbed them out of his eyes. He stood up on the cobblestone floor and went to the wooden chest in the corner. He started putting things, one-by-one in his backpack: A diamond pickaxe.A pile of pork chops.A set of leather armour.A couple bones. "Just in case I meet a wolf!" Steve said. And finally, he put a single block of dirt carefully in his backpack. "Good morning Blocky!" he said to the block of dirt. The block of dirt said nothing.Steve closed the backpack and swung it over his shoulder. "Good morning backpack!"Then Steve stopped and listened for a second. "Yeah, Blocky, I know that the backpack can't talk!" he said, frustrated. "I'm not crazy. Now stop making fun of me!"The block of dirt had said nothing. And continued to say nothing. Exactly the way that blocks of dirt tend to do. Steve crossed to the window and peered out of his tower, which was sat on top of a mountain, at the world down below. Everything was white and fluffy. As if there was a sheep shoved in Steve's bedroom window. But there wasn't.That's really what the world looked like. Everything was covered in fresh snow. Everything was white. Or, at least, almost everything.Far down below, Steve saw a couple little green specks moving purposefully through the valley. They weren't zombies, they couldn't be, the sun was high in the sky. They had to be creepers. "Strange," Steve said. "I saw creepers going through the valley yesterday too!"As he said it, another bunch of little green specks started coming down the valley. There were more than before. A lot more. Almost twenty creepers were wandering through the valley. Steve's heart stopped beating in his chest for a second. That many creepers could do a lot of damage. If they just went a little bit to the left, they'd come right towards his tower and then BOOM! They could blow the whole thing to pieces. He held his breath. But the creepers didn't come towards his tower, they just kept going until they disappeared out the north side of the valley and into the mountains beyond. "Where are they going!?" Steve shouted. He looked back at his backpack. "I know you don't know, Blocky! But I want to find out." Steve turned from the window and jumped to the door. He flew out of it and started racing down the stairs. Start reading now to find out what happens next!
