The Marvel of Flying

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*Autumn's POV*

I spent day two building my house, a small cottage away from the main town and everyone else. I don't want to be involved with their affairs. If I'm gonna be OP-est of all the OP, I have to have time to myself. Even if that means if I'm away from them. I rearrange my inventory, placing the enchantment table in the middle of the redstone circle. I was doing the division sigil ceremony. The time hits midnight when I kill the pig sacrifice, activating the sigil. Mobs begin to spawn before I run away, using my simple light spell to light up the area. Running inside, I set up the recipe, crafting 2 unstable ingots before quickly crafting the angel ring. I put it into the bauble spot before pressing space, flying up into the air. "And there it is guys! We can fly now! Let's go show off to the people still building houses." I fly into the air towards the town. Joining teamspeak, I say, "Guys, I got a surprise to show ya! Come to the center of town!" 

I fly there, hovering over everyone before I hear, "Where are ya?" 

"Look above you." I smile before everyone starts to talk on each other. 

"You can fly?!" Tom yells out, almost screaming. 

"Yes. It was easy to make. Check them out." I turn around, showing off the dragon wings on my back. "Like 'em?" 

"HELL YES!" Tom yells out. "IMMA GO MAKE 'EM!"

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*Next Day*

Tom wakes me up gently, kissing my neck. "Tom..." I murmur, wiggling around. "Its early..."

"Its 8 o'clock. Wake up..." He groans out before I tuck my head under the covers. "I've got a problem..." I poke my head up before he looks down, blushing...TOM! 

"Tom!" I blush slightly before seeing him blush again. Freaking Tom and his morning problems.

"Help me?" 

Biting my lip slightly, I duck under the covers again, this time wide awake. 

*Later*

"Hey Tom. Guess what day it is." I say, while he's making a quick lunch before stream. 

"Hump day?" 

"Nope." He's probably forgotten. It was a good month or two ago. 

"What day is it, my love?" He says, putting the sandwich in front of me. Looks delicious. 

"Episode three, Tom. Episode Three." 

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EPISODE THREE IS ON THE HORIZON

MORNING FRICKLEFRACKLE

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