I wanted to write a sequel to this:
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“You ready, Purp?”
“Yup!”
Purple handed an iron pickaxe to Yellow and nodded with a smile.
“That lush cave was an iron gold mine, huh?” he asked.
“Maybe we’ll find some gold too, huh?” Yellow said with a laugh, and the two set off down the path, following the Redstone torches.
“Yeah, maybe!” Purple said. “That’d be nice. I kinda got carried away trading with the Piglins last time, huh?”
“Yeah, but it was alright,” Yellow said. “They’re the reason we have so many health potions.”
“I remember the first time I traded with them,” Purple said. “It was actually an accident. I dropped some gold and was about to pick it up when a Piglin grabbed it and threw me a Ghast tear. I was kinda skeptical, but threw another bar, and they gave me a potion of regeneration. I wound up using that first after a Ghast showed up.”
“Yikes,” Yellow muttered, shaking his head.
“Ah, I’m fine,” Purple said, waving a hand. “Wasn’t the first time I got blasted by a Ghast, and it won’t be the last.”
Yellow scoffed and lightly punched Purple’s shoulder.
“Okay, heh, I didn’t do that on purpose,” Purple laughed.
“I hope not,” Yellow chuckled.
Purple suddenly gasped, then pushed Yellow aside and jumped back just in time to avoid an arrow. Then they looked around quickly, spotting the skeleton under an nearby tree.
Yellow immediately pulled out his bow and shot an arrow, striking and drawing the skeleton’s attention, giving Purple a chance to run up from behind and swing his diamond sword.
“That was close,” Yellow huffed. “You okay?”
“Yeah, it didn’t get me,” Purple said. “Good shot!”
“You saw it first,” Yellow said. “Thanks!”
Purple shrugged and quickly looked away.
“Yeah, no problem…” he mumbled. “Glad you’re alright!”
“I’m glad you’re alright,” Yellow said. “I thought it shot you.”
“Oh, well…” Purple said, “like you said, it’s good we have the healing potions.”
“Yup!”
“S-so…you wanna go in right now or take a break?” Purple asked.
“Mmm…let’s head on in,” Yellow said. “We’ll get a good start and then take a break.”
“Okay.”
The two Sticks carefully made their way inside the cave, putting a couple more torches down until they got to the strings of glow fruit.
“You think a Creeper blew up?” Purple asked with a frown. “I thought there were more torches than this.”
“Yeah, that could’ve happened,” Yellow agreed. “But we’ve got enough. We’ll pick up coal if we see it though.”
Purple nodded, then pulled out his pickaxe and headed for a cluster of iron. Yellow pulled the strings of glow fruit out of the way.
“Oh, thanks!” Purple said with a grateful smile. Yellow nodded and smiled back, causing Purple to duck his head quickly and get back to work. “I wonder if there’s a geode here too.”
“We could look once we get all the iron,” Yellow said. “You never know.”
Purple finished mining and pulled out cobblestone to fill up the pit he’d made.
“I might make another spyglass if we find some more amethyst,” Purple said.
“They’re neat, huh?” Yellow asked.
“Yup!” Purple said. “They’re good for spotting Mobs, but it’s also nice to look at scenery with them.”
“Did you use the amethyst I gave you to make one?” Yellow asked. “We found a lot of it.”
“Oh, uh…I actually, umm…” Purple stammered. “I uh…not yet. I…forgot.”
“That’s alright,” Yellow said. “Stuff gets busy.”
They headed further into the cave, mining more iron and some lapis along the way, until they eventually spotted the wooden walkways that lead through the abandoned mine shafts.
“What do you think?” Yellow asked. “Probably still a bad idea to try and navigate those.”
“Yeah,” Purple agreed. “We could use some extra string if there are spider webs, but is it worth it?”
“It’d be difficult even with the others to help us fight,” Yellow said, crossing his arms. “Don’t see any geodes around here either, so…”
The two whirled upon hearing the groan of a zombie. Purple pulled out his sword just as the zombie slammed into him.
“Purple!” Yellow exclaimed, eyes widening in alarm as Purple slipped over the edge of the walkway.
Yellow furiously swung his sword at the zombie, killing it in three blows before it could attack him.
He glanced around for other zombies, then ran to the edge of the walkway and looked down frantically.
“Purple!” he yelled.
“I’m okay!” Purple called up. “Sorry! Just got the wind knocked out of me! I landed on another walkway.”
“Are you hurt?” Yellow called, slumping in relief.
“Don’t think so,” Purple responded. “I’m coming up!”
Yellow stepped back as Purple flew up and lighted on the walkway.
“Glad I brought my Elytra,” Purple sighed, then winced and lifted his left foot. “I’m also glad I didn’t have to climb back up.”
Yellow hugged Purple tightly around the neck.
“Hey, I’m alright!” Purple exclaimed, slipping his arms around Yellow and patting his back. “Didn’t mean to scare you though. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” Yellow said, scooping Purple up and leaving the walkway behind. “It was that darn zombie.”
“You got him though,” Purple said.
Yellow carefully climbed out of the cave, following the Redstone torches and avoiding any puddles.
Once they made it outside, Yellow gently set Purple down and checked his ankle.
“I think a potion will fix it,” he said, pulling out a bottle and giving it to Purple. “But I’m still carrying you back.”
Purple choked a bit, coughing when Yellow patted his back.
“Oh, uh…that’s ok! I’ll be able to walk,” he insisted. “But thank you.”
“I want to,” Yellow urged. “It’s okay, really.”
Purple put the empty bottle away and quickly looked down.
“Aren’t you tired though? You had to carry me out of there.”
“I’m not that tired,” Yellow said, putting an arm around Purple’s shoulders. “Ready?”
“Could…could we just…sit here for a bit?” Purple asked quietly. “I’ll be able to walk.”
Yellow hesitated, then nodded and sat down.
“It’s really nice here,” Purple said, leaning back and gazing at the sky.
“Yeah,” Yellow agreed. “It is.”
“I think there’s a meadow near here,” Purple said. “I’ve only been once though. But it’s got a lot of sunflowers, daisies, tulips and cornflower.”
“We should go sometime,” Yellow said. “It sounds nice.”
“Y-yeah!” Purple said.
He pulled something from his inventory and showed it to Yellow.
“What’s that?” Yellow asked curiously.
“It’s the amethyst you gave me,” Purple said. “I know we got enough amethyst that day to craft with it, but I…I wanted to keep this one.”
“Oh…really?” Yellow asked.
“Yeah,” Purple said, holding the amethyst tightly. “We all got off on the wrong foot because of me. I haven’t been the best person…and some days I…I don’t know if I deserve any of this…so…it meant a lot.”
Yellow pulled Purple into a tight hug.
“It’s alright now,” Yellow murmured. “I thought you might’ve been feeling kinda down that day…so I’m glad it helped.”
Purple put his arms around Yellow and hugged him tightly.
“It…it did,” he said quietly. “Thank you.”
“How about we go picking flowers tomorrow?” Yellow asked.
“Y-you want to?” Purple asked brightly, and Yellow nodded. “O-okay! Great! Yeah…tomorrow’s good. All I did today was get tackled by a zombie, but I’m exhausted.”
“So am I,” Yellow laughed, standing and helping Purple up. “You did a lot of mining, though. I’m not surprised you’re beat.”
“We both did, huh?” Purple said.
“Yup,” Yellow said. “Let’s get home. Wonder if they’ve started without us.”
“We’d better hurry then!” Purple exclaimed. “Last one there’s a rotten egg!”
They grinned at each other, then took off down the path towards home.
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