So far, I was carrying all the stuff. My planks, sticks, axe, strings, and slimy spider eyes, filled my pockets. And it looked like I still had a lot of space in there.

The both of us, Victoire and I, after half an hour of searching hard, finally settled down at the seaside, beside a little grove of trees, and there were a few non-hostile mobs out in the distance. We used the planks that I had obtained earlier on to build a little hut. Well, it was about 15x10x5 metres big, because I had quite a lot of planks. Using the wooden axe I made, I went out to chop some trees while Victoire sat in the house by the crafting table, trying to make different objects with the items we had.

Finally, when the sun had almost sunk into the horizon, I headed back to the house. I think I had killed about half the trees in the grove. My pockets were bulging with all that wood. I had…maybe…around 100 logs? I chopped that much wood purely so that we wouldn't have to go get anymore wood in the near future.

When I had come back to the house, Victoire was sitting down on a chair that she made. It looked quite nice, actually. I must say. I could never have done a better job at crafting than her. Also, she made a wooden pickaxe. She informed me,"I learnt how to make this by myself, before I met you. This is what I use to mine stone." I nodded.

When it was completely dark, I realized that we had nowhere to sleep. "This could be a problem," Victoire said, pretty redundantly. So, the only solution was: we slept on the hard, wooden floor.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Victoire's eyes, which were inches away from my face. "Ahh!" I yelled, accidentally, yet instinctively. Victoire's eyes opened, too, and she yelled. After out little screaming fest, we sat up, faced each other for a few awkward seconds, and finally Victoire said, "Well, that was weird." I nodded, and stated, "At least we got to know each other better."

Victoire punched my shoulder playfully and said, "C'mon, we have work to do." Victoire passed me 5 wooden pickaxes she made, and I passed her the wood I had collected. Then she sat on her chair in front of her crafting table and set to work once more. I wondered if she had that much patience to sit at the same spot for the whole day, just inventing things.

"Ryan! I need some cobblestone to make a furnace, to cook food in the future! Can you get me some? Please?" She asked, batting her eyelashes. She looked so cute and pretty doing that, I couldn't resist rushing out of the house to get started on a mine. And that was what I did.

On the right side of our house, I started making a staircase going down into my own mine. Mining until I had beads of perspiration and until my hands were almost totally covered with dust, I headed back to the surface. I didn't like being underground for almost the whole day, even though I didn't tell Victoire that.

I passed about 200 pieces of stone, about 50 pieces of iron and about 100 coal to Victoire. "Oh my gosh! Ryan! You mined so much! I couldn't even have mined so many resources in a day!" Victoire praised me. I just smiled, because I was too tired for words.

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