I found you, my dear (3rd Life Flower Husbands) (ON HOLD)

It began with a poppy

(3rd Person PoV)

Jimmy was wandering around the restricted land in hopes of finding the others.

They all traveled here together but have been separated.

And also they only have three lives. You die one, you're on green. You die a second time, you're on yellow. And if you die a third time, you're on red.

Once on red, you become hostile and bloodthirsty that you can attack and kill other people.

Jimmy doesn't want that to happen.

In fact, almost no one wants that to happen but who knows what this environment might do.

Jimmy shook his head rapidly. He needs to mine some supplies in order to get through the day and night.

He went down a dark cave and began to mine the coal that was there.

He has enough stone to make a furnace in order to cook his food and the coal definitely helps.

He continued to mine until he heard footsteps.

Jimmy held up his pickaxe protectively.

"Hello?" He called out. No one is going to attack him, they are all on green.

He looked up to see a very familiar face.

"Hi Jimmy!" Scott said.

"Oh my god Scott!" Jimmy sighed in relief.

Scott is a friendly man albeit very chaotic and likes to bend the truth a lot.

Scott jumped into the cave and grinned at him.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Mining. What have you been up to?" Jimmy asked.

"Nothing much. I have been looking for the others but no luck until now," Scott explained.

"Same! You're actually the first person that I have met since we separated," Jimmy explained.

"Really?" Scott asked and Jimmy nodded.

"I'll stick by you then. Hmm, is there anything good in this cave?" Scott asked.

"I don't know. I reckon there is but I haven't explored much," Jimmy replied.

"Then let's go!" Scott said and pulled out a pickaxe.

The two of them went mining together until they found a pocket that was full of materials mainly filled with iron and lapis.

No diamonds yet.

Scott made a chest where they can put their unneeded stuff in.

"That's a lot of rubbish," Jimmy noted and Scott hummed in agreement.

Jimmy was about to put something in the chest before he hesitated.

It was a poppy. It was perfectly good one as well.

Jimmy liked poppies. They were his favorite flower. Petite and bright. They also have a deep meaning but he can't remember what.

"Here for you," Jimmy handed Scott the poppy.

"Aww thank you!" Scott smiled.

"I am declaring my love for-," Jimmy began.

"Oh well guess we're married now," Scott interrupted him while shrugging.

"What? No I meant my love for poppies," Jimmy corrected him.

"No for me," Scott stated stubbornly.