After finishing their meal, the two cleared their place and determined today's goal. Shelby decided it was time to go farming. The crops were fully grown and she was low on wheat. Yaebi was reluctant to be of assistance. More wheat equals more bread. But that wasn't the main reason he wanted to help her. As Shelby set Neptar aside she told him to guard the house. Yaebi couldn't help laughing seeing this little creature spin around in circles at his master's orders. Once they gathered their supplies and started to leave out the door, Yaebi stopped dead in his tracks. There was something he was more aware of than the girl. It was only a moment until Shelby realized he wasn't behind her.

Sensing an absence, Shelby looked behind her to see what the problem was. She looked at the zombie boy with concern, not yet understanding the problem. Yaebi just stood there, lowering his head, with his arms bent behind his back, trying to avoid her gaze. He didn't cry he was just a bit embarrassed. Then Yaebi's new "friend" instantly realized what was wrong.

"Oh yeah, that's right," she exclaimed "You're still harmed by the sun."

Yaebi sighed.

"I've got just the thing," Shelby announced, reaching into a nearby chest. After finding what she was looking for, she tossed it to Yaebi which he reluctantly caught. Examining the object, Yaebi saw what appeared to be a thick liquid in the small metal container. Yaebi looked at it with confusion.

"It's magma cream," Shelby noted, noticing the boy's confusion "it's used for fire resistance potions, but it should do just the trick."

Yaebi lifted his head and looked at the girl with a sense of gratitude and relief.

"Thank you."

Doing only what came naturally, he took a bit of the cream and smothered it all over his pure white skin (it's not racist it's just being descriptive). At first, the alien substance stung making the boy's skin burn a little. This caused him to cringe. But after a while, it started to adjust to his body and seemed change itself to the skin's conditions. It was actually quite comfortable. Yaebi was now reluctant to go outside.

Before exiting, Shelby grabbed two fishing rods.

"Don't forget, fishing is on the list."

After arriving at the river outside the house, the two cast their poles in and waited. Yaebi was having extreme trouble getting started, but after receiving a few helpful pointers from Shelby, he started to get the hang of it. Crap, he thought, she must think I'm an idiot, not knowing how to fish. Living in a cave didn't provide many learning opportunities. No one ever considered him stupid and he certainly didn't want that to happen now- especially in front of a girl. From what Yaebi knew, fishing was a usually a sport where small group of family members or good friends. This made Yaebi think of who he would have done this with. The one person that he had established was his older brother Zambi. Zambi. Now that brought back memories.

Zambi was Yaebi's mean, antisocial brother. Zambi was always pushing his brother away whenever he wasn't bullying him. No matter how much Yaebi reached out to his brother, it only seemed to irritate him. Zambi was one of the only people Yaebi was comfortable around. This was not a strong feeling. Zambi always seemed to be devising something with enthusiasm. Despite the secrecy, Yaebi always found out and aimed to be a part of it, only to be forced away. Other cave dwellers agreed that Yaebi wasn't one to get grabby nor was he obstructive in anyway. This was true due to his timid nature. He was very cautious when approaching others. It's just that Zambi had always treated unfairly. This wasn't some teenage hormone response. Zambi made it pretty clear that he hated his little brother, ever since they knew each other. No matter how much Yaebi tried, Zambi rejected him. This lead to a life of sorrow for the zombie boy. But Zambi wasn't always antisocial which certainly didn't make things better. Once done with whatever type of project he was working on, Zambi would bear himself to the world and become an antagonistic douche to Yaebi. When no one was looking, Zambi would mercilessly bully his younger brother, making fun of him in many cruel ways. Zambi was one of the many causes of Yaebi's insecurity.

"No wonder everybody thinks you're a girl," he would taunt "why do you even bother trying to convince them."

Most of the time Yaebi endured this bullying without it being noticed, but when it was the girls backed him up. The encouragement he received from his friends helped a little, but it didn't change a thing. Zambi was always a jerk, and was forever a jerk. Maybe there is someone else, Yaebi would think, someone who would be a true brother. The fact that they were blood related wasn't the only reason Yaebi saw himself fishing with his brother. Maybe Zambi had his own problems. Maybe people saw him differently. Zambi was two and a half years older than Yaebi which made Yaebi think that his brother had more experience. Yaebi looked up to Zambi no matter what, but those feelings would fade.

All the while Yaebi didn't notice that he had a bite. He reeled it in quickly, reveling at what was on the other end. He may have been scrawny and malnutritioned but he didn't let his strength fail him when it came to this fish. After pulling with extreme force, he was finally able to drag his catch out of the water. He had to catch his breath for a while before gazing at his bounty. It was a good size and Shelby seemed to be impressed.

"Nice."

After a few tries, catching fish later became more of a routine. It wasn't easy and certainly wasn't a fast process, but it did provide some fruitful results. At one point, Yaebi saw a fish at least 5 feet away from where he was standing. He noticed that Shelby had her eyes on it too which confused Yaebi, seeing that the fish was right in front of them, mocking them. Just then, something in his head snapped and caused the boy to jump straight into the water and attack the fish. The fish was caught completely off guard as Yaebi gnashed his teeth into the succulent skin. What the hell, he thought, I'm not a dog. Shelby, witnessing the whole thing started to laugh uncontrollably.

"Yaebi what the, what the hell?!" she announced.

Yaebi started to blush so furiously it could've overpowered the magma cream. He must've been blushing as red as redstone.

"Heh heh, sorry."

After their twentieth fish or so, the two noticed the sun starting to set. And everyone knew the dangers of the night.

"Looks like it's time to harvest," Shelby said. "This shouldn't take long."

Yaebi happily obliged. By the looks of it, there wasn't much to do. After going to the tool shed, Yaebi noticed a lack of animals. At first, he pushed the thought a side but a few seconds later it hit him again. Don't people usually have livestock? After grabbing a hoe and a few seeds, Yaebi turned to Shelby to ask about the lack of animals.

"Don't humans usually have livestock?" he asked.

Shelby seemed to ponder this but responded immediately.

"Well, you see, when I built my house I made some pretty bad decisions. I killed off a lot of the animals in a matter of days, and didn't even think about breeding them."

Yaebi was starting to understand but there were other parts he was still confused about. She had like 5 cows that were in perfectly good condition.

"Why don't you start breeding them?"

Shelby looked surprised by what he asked.

"Do you know how much wheat it takes to get those suckers horny?" she said in response, looking at him with a face that said 'what's so hard to understand?'

"Uummmmmm."

"Not much," she said answering her own question.

"But that's tomorrow's job," she said with a smirk.

"Oh."

After finishing their wheat gathering, they finally returned to the house and unloaded. Everything was put away in its correct chest and stored for tomorrow. Neptar was delighted to see them both. Once they were finished, Yaebi looked outside. It was getting really dark, and he saw spiders fleeing from the shadows. Even a zombie like Yaebi wasn't exactly safe. He wanted to stay another night. He wanted to ask Shelby for another night. But how, he thought, I don't want to intrude. But seeing as though, outside wasn't much of a good refuge, asking wasn't such a bad idea. He just needed to build up the courage.

"Um, Shelby, can I, uh…" crap not the stuttering. "Can I stay another night?"

Expecting a negative answer, Yaebi braced himself. But surprisingly, Shelby was quite pleased.

"Sure," she responded.

Yaebi was relieved. But that wasn't all.

"In fact, it's very lonely out here and you're not such a bad guy," she continued "You know what you can stay here for as long as you like."

Those last words rocked Yaebi's world. This girl was allowing him to live with her and share her house with him, he was lost for words. He immediately leaped over the table and hugged this girl, catching her off guard. Now he knew his face was as red as redstone.

"Thank you," he said into her shoulder.

He immediately dashed downstairs and onto the bed.

"Just make sure you do something about those pants." Shelby hollered down.

"Alright," he replied. He'd almost completely forgotten. They would have to wait until tomorrow. Oh man this was actually happening! He could hardly contain his excitement, he buried his face in his pillow. Notch, bless her soul. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!