(O.o death mention??)

"We should live together."

Jimmy's head snapped up to Martyn, watching the man smile.

"What?" He asked, shocked as he watched the other cackle.

"Here, on the mountain. It's the perfect spot, don't you think?" Martyn asked.

Jimmy shivered from the snow. (Possibly also fear.) He couldn't just go behind Scott's back when they had a perfectly good cottage. (Martyn would also probably be very suspicious about the voices that Jimmy keeps hearing and he wouldn't be willing to cuddle like Scott was.)

"No, I'm fine with just Scott." He said, looking down the mountain at the landscapes. "Plus, it's really cold."

Martyn smirked. "Or you just don't want to be away from your boyfriend."

Jimmy decided he rather roll down the mountain, potentially dying rather than being harrassed by Martyn.

---

His feet were aching.

"God, I just walked back from here!" He groaned outloud, startling a squirrel. His feet were dragging in the grass as he walked. His bag was filled with sugarcane, Scott asking him to bring it for trading for enchantments. At least his armor will be enchanted by the time he gets home.

"Scott!" He shouted as he walked up to the temporary fort. It was next to the snowy mountain and supposedly Martyn lives here with Ren. He just wanted to get over with it.

"Hey, Jimmy!" The cyanette said from where he was standing with the two other server members. He waved him over. "Do you have the goods?" He asked.

Jimmy rolled his eyes. "This isn't a drug deal, is it? I don't want Grian to come over here and get us kicked out." He said, opening the bag and presenting the sugar cane.

"Alright! Scott can now go ahead and enchant." Ren said, following the cyanette into the enchanting room. Jimmy stepped forward to join him when Martyn pushed him back.

"Nope, not you. The sugar cane was for him." He said, taking the bag of sugar cane and dumping it into a nearby chest.

"What? But I had to walk so far!" He complained.

"Sorry, but your complaints aren't going to work on me. Maybe you should have taken my offer earlier." Martyn said before handing him the emptied bag.

"What do you want, I'll give it to you." Jimmy crossed his arms, trying to be intimidating.

"Could it be a favor?"

Jimmy saw the smirk. "Yes but nothing inappropriate or just plain mean."

"You are no fun." Martyn sighed, rubbing his eyes as he thought. "Uh, why don't you just advertise our enchanting business?"

Jimmy smiled, he could do that.

"Two signs only. You can have me write whatever and if anyone asks, I will personally advocate that you guys are trusting people." He said, pulling out two boards.

"Deal."

---

Now, Jimmy didn't normally have an impulse at wanting to harrass a server admin but everyone else was wanting to do it.

"Timmy, promise me never to get too attached to server admins. They can be evil when they want to be. They have all the power over us. Don't mess with them." Jimmy recognizes the voice but he doesn't know where from. It also brought him to the question of why the person called him Timmy.

"Turn around! We have a magic trick for you!"

The sand duo turned away, waiting for whatever the others were planning.

Each of them placed a sapling, watching the bonemeal make them grow faster than they would normally. The dark oak grew taller and taller within a few second until it was towering over them.

"Turn around!"

The two turned and stared up at horror at the tree.

"You didn't steal our saplings, did you?" Grian asked accusingly.

Jimmy felt his face go blank, a feeling of increasing anxiety wash over him.

"Nope! You forgot a forest that way!" Scott pointed away from the desert.

"There goes our monopoly." Scar huffed, crossing his arms. Grian laughed at that with a shrug.

"I really thought that was the last forest, guess we wasted our time for nothing."

Jimmy felt the tension releasing from his shoulders.

---

A game.

That's what Tango promised.

Jimmy, admittedly, wanted the prize at the end. It was so close! He had almost reached it before lava poured over him.

He remembers the sound of screaming.

Then, he remembers that it was him that was screaming.

His body was burning, melting in the heat. He felt like he was dying. He was dying.

And then-

He sat up quickly, choking on his own breath, crying out at the phantom burns all over his body as it healed. His hands clenched the sheets and his back was arched as he screamed. His throat hurt and he felt like he was dying again.

"Jimmy!" He opened his eyes, looking to the door where Scott stood, fear in his eyes as he watched Jimmy writhing in pain. "Shhh," he whispered, pulling Jimmy into his arms.

"Help, Scott, help me!" Jimmy screamed, scratching at his skin. He was melting-

"You'll be fine, everything is okay," Scott replied, holding him tighter and stopping Jimmy from scratching himself.

Eventually, Jimmy calmed down, head buried into his partner's chest. He sobbed quietly as the adrenaline left his body, leaving him tired.

Wordlessly, Scott pulled away, walking to their first aid kit that sat on the floor. He came back with burn cream and bandages to wrap around the remaining bit.

"Luckily, it looks like your 5 degree burns had gone down so they should heal nicely without any repercussions." He whispered softly, taking Jimmy's arms and lathering them in the cream. Jimmy winced every few seconds until his whole body was eventually covered in the cream and bandages.

"It hurts." He whimpered, holding onto Scott again.

"I know, I know." Scott would usually rub his back softly but he didn't want to touch the burns. He instead decided to ruffle Jimmy's hair. It was untouched by the lava, the rule that Grian had made at the beginning. They didn't have helmets covering their head to obscure people's vision so in turn, their heads were immune to anything that could cause harm.

They sat like that for a few quiet minutes before Scott, tapped his head lightly.

"What?" He asked, voice hoarse from his screaming earlier.

"We still have to go back. Your stuff is there. I didn't have enough space to carry it with me."

Jimmy huffed.

"But, since you are recovering, you could just stay back. I don't mind." Jimmy paused before shaking his head.

"I'll come with."

(Yall knows what happens next, right?)