Sorry for the short A/N last chapter. I had to go somewhere but I really wanted to publish the chapter first. So yeah. Anyways, I want to thank all you fantastic readers, for helping me all along this journey.

I apologize if you were waiting if I had quit or not, no I was just busy. Also, I want to celebrate for getting over 500 views! Woohoo! I'm SO excited! Yeah! And 29 reviews, not to mention seven favorites and nine follows. This is frkn awesome! Now to answer some reviews.

Dragonflyz-You got that right! Huge face of awesomeness of Freesia, breaking the fourth wall. That's how we roll. I actually got the fourth wall thing from Pastrinator64, who's an awesome dude. They might have had some trouble with the fourth wall in his stories…

Kilobyte5000-Yup! More people! But sadly that's the last of them. I'm not accepting OC's anymore. I know right! But I want to give the other characters more screen time, ya know? Your character, Bradley only got ½ a chap before we moved on. We'll come to him, I promise.

Spark n' Jetz-Yes, myself, the chapter was published. WOOHOO!

Pastrinator64-THANK YOU SO MUCH! Feels nice coming from an author I admire. Yeah, I'll fix the typos. No worry there.

Pastrinator64 (again)-Thanks! I'm trying to pace it well, but too many OC's make the story come crashing down. Once again, NO OC's!

Pastrinator64 (again again)-Thank you so much again again! You practically did the same thing though. Sucked into minecraft and stuff. I don't see how I have something differentiating our stories.

Now, let's start the story.

Daniel's P.O.V

I lay back on the grass. Our beautiful house sits on the island, magnificent. Well, it may be a bit small….but who cares. It has a porch, a balcony, windows, two bedrooms, a living room with all our stuff there, and a kitchen. So yeah, it was actually pretty big. I've built better and more in minecraft, but with the supplies and time I've currently had, I'm still working on it.

"Nice job,"I tell Freesia. She nods, exhausted. I hand her some food, and she gobbles it up. I myself take some too, and it's refreshing. I take a sip of water from the water surrounding our island. There was no 'dirty water' except you had to watch out for squids and ink. You don't want to drink that. I yawn again, and a quite tremendous one at that. She glances at me.

"Tired too?"she asks me.

I shrug silently, speculating on what we should do next. I've spent half the day mining and the other half in a mineshaft. Time to start crafting. I go inside, and I start to show her the basics.

"See, in order to make wooden planks, you have to put wood into the inventory table, and then put four wood into the table again, making a crafting table."

I then show her how to make sticks, and weapons of all sorts, and tools. After two hours, I'm tired of teaching. I let her make some tools on her own too. Unfortunately, crafting isn't as easy as in the computer version, and we ended up having to have more than a couple lopsided tools and weird looking blocks. I go outside with shears, and I take down some sheep on the mainland a while away. I sneak back, wary, and I get back to the house. When I get in, Freesia is cooking some more food. I wave to her and say hi. She turns around.

"Hi. I was just cooking some-"when her hand touches the fire, burning it. She screams, and I cover her mouth and lift her to a seat. She whimpers, and I look around. I make her dip it in the lake, and I can see burnt skin. She looks up at me, and I tell her to wait. I go back inside, and grab some food.

"I just burnt myself and you want me to have food?"she asks. I nod. She sighs and gulps it up. Suddenly, the burnt wound begins to fade. She stares at her scar with wide eyes.

"Food will help you regenerate your health,"I tell her. She nods slowly and goes back in. I do the rest of the cooking that day.

I make beds for each room, and destroy the torch in the living room.

"Night."

"Night."

We go our separate ways into our bedrooms, where I lie away thinking. I'm restless. I have so many questions about why I'm here, how did I get here, who the announcer was...but gradually I fell asleep from sheer tiredness.

"Thump. Thump. Thump."

I hear the noise and get up slowly. RJ gets up and growls. And then I realize I forgot something. Four zombies are at the door, breaking it. Quickly, I grab a sword. Freesia comes out, half awake.

"Zombies!"I tell her. She shakes herself and grabs a weapon. We wait patiently for the zombies to break the door, but they don't. But suddenly there's a large resounding crack, and zombies pile inside. RJ leaps at one, destroying it completely leaving only rotten flesh. I smack on with the blade, and hit another one. It's close quarters, but somehow, Freesia grabs a bow and shoots, narrowly missing me but impaling a zombie to the wall. I will not lose this house! With renewed vigor, I attack the rest of the zombies, destroying them. I sigh with relief and completely seal up all possible entrances.

"How did they get in?"she asks.

"I totally forgot. Zombies can break through wooden doors. Sorry,"I tell her. My mistake brought us so close to death. She puts her hand on my arm, and I almost flinch, but relax. Freesia seems to notice that, and pulls her hand away. No! I don't want her to get that vibe, but it would be weird if I reached for her hand. Ugh.

"It wasn't your fault. What could you have done? You just taught me a bunch, mined, got beds, and helped me from having a burnt hand. You did well."

I nod from the consolation, and glance back at her. She waves back again. I get a tingly warm sense, not clearly knowing what it was.


Freesia's P.O.V

I saw his reaction. Did he not like me? Was he shy to physical contact? Daniel was cute, but not really my type. I hoped he saw that as friendship, not some love act. Oh well. If we're supposed to be stuck in minecraft, we might as well know each other.