Author's note/Announcement: As of soon, this fanfiction is officially a co-op fanfiction! As soon as we work out and finalize the details, I'll be co-oping with DragonZeus1 for Minecdotes! Anyway, this is a bit simple, but you know, hassle with final exams and everything.

*Mark's POV*

Kim… Kim was the only name I could think about for the remainder of the night. I didn't know what it was about her. I usually hated others, especially that bumbling zombie!

But that bumbling zombie and the rest of the group contradicted my personality, I quickly realized. We just didn't click as buddies, you know?

But it felt like Kim was more understanding than anyone I have ever been forced to come into contact with.

That day, I remember Scrooge pushing me back into the shade of my tree when the thoughts of Kim blinded me and almost had me walking out into the blinding sun.

"Dude, you alright?" Scrooge asked when he rescued me.

I looked up at him, not saying a word, but suddenly recalling that he'd be a great source of information at this moment. He was the only one I knew who was experiencing the same thing I thought I was.

"Dude?" I asked. "…I'm trying to determine what's going on with me. Can you describe in as much detail as you can… what you feel toward Rachael?"

Scrooge tilted his head for a second, like a confuzzled dog, but eventually, he became the star-crossed, moony boy he became only when he ever thought about the one he saw as his honey.

"Oh, it was love at first sight," he sighed. "She was just starting out on this world, in that little wooden house out by the river. I was appointed to be one of the first Endermen to try to haunt her. Heh, I remember that she tried to shoot arrows at me!"

"It was that long ago?" I marveled.

"Yeah," he continued. "Anyway, to try to creep her out, I decided to stare at her through the 1-by-2 window she had. I ended up getting away by the time the sun rose. I remember how disappointed she looked… She was out for Ender Pearls…"

"But how did you feel?" I asked.

"She stared back at me that night," Scrooge explained. "Her eyes were dancing with excitement, and out of nowhere, my heart began doing the same thing. She looked so lively and optimistic."

"Your heart danced?" I asked.

"Yeah, like there was a flurry of little happiness sparkles whirling around it like magic," he nodded.

That was exactly how I felt.

"Did her… body make you feel any different?" I asked nervously. It had to be asked. Leave me alone.

"No," said Scrooge. "I'd like to hug it, I guess."

And that was also exactly how I felt as well.

"Just out of curiosity," I continued. "How have you managed to be in love with her for so long? It's been at least a year since she built this castle."

"She talks to herself wherever she goes," Scrooge sighed. "Her voice is music to my ears. No matter what she's saying, I can hear her optimism, her dreams… I can hear it all in her voice. She's absolutely beautiful, Mark. That's the best explanation I can give you."

Absolutely beautiful… when talking about exterior beauty, I was afraid that I couldn't say the same for Kim.

Wait… internal beauty. Of course. She was like nobody I had ever met, or thought possible.

"Hey," Scrooge smiled. "You're in wuv wif someone, aren't you?"

"Yes," I blurted out. "W-Wait, NO!"

"Yes," Scrooge chuckled. "I can hear it in your voice. And there's been an everlasting blush on your cheeks. What's her name?"

"…Kim," I nodded confidently. "She's a Skeleton as well."

"Neat," he nodded. "Well, good luck!" As he walked away, I heard him mutter "Of course."