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Jimmy's eyes popped open, he was standing in the dog house, his palms sweaty as his head pounded.
He had just died. he and a few others had journied to the End, and it had resulted in his death via the enderdragon.
He was on his last life.
The room spun and his knees went limp. As he stumbled, he could see his ally standing in the doorway, hunched over, trying to catch his breath. Martyn had also just died.
As Jimmy backed into a corner, his eyes couldn't gain focus. Everything was hazy, his head ached, his legs felt like Jelly, there was a build up in his throat. It began to pound, as if trying to escape.
He gagged
In a blur Jimmy doubled over, vomiting into the corner.
He began to stand up slowly before folding over again as more bile rose in his throat.
After a moment, he stood back up, before stumbling and falling forwards onto his knees.
He tried to make sense of where he was and what was happening, his stomach churning as another lump built up in his throat.
He dry heaved painfully for a few seconds before he felt a hand on his shoulder trying to tether him back to reality.
"Hey! Jimmy!"
The voice was coming from behind him, yet it felt so far away, as if coming from the other side of the map.
He retched
"Jimmy! Calm down it's okay!"
He trembled, breathing heavily.
The convulsions had ceased for now.
He shifted to be sitting on his butt.
"Shhh" Martyn moved to stand infront of him, and handed him a glass of water before kneeling down to his eye level.
Jimmy's eyes locked with his eyes.
His red eyes.
"Are you all right?" Martyn asked, sounding concerned.
Jimmy nodded slowly, still nauseous, taking the water greatfully.
"Move to your bed so I can clean this up" He gestured to the puke in the corner.
Martyn helped Jimmy stand, he wobbled as he was lead over to sit down on his mattress.
He watched Martyn grab a mop and clean up his mess as he sat there, the nausea receding. "I'm sorry" he said feebly when Martyn was done.
Martyn smiled, and sat down next to Jimmy on the bed.
"It's alright, happens to all of us"
Jimmy still felt bad. "You could have let me clean up atleast..."
"Jim it's fine."
He smiled reassuringly.
"we're big dogs! We help eachother out."
He paused, feeling a little better, until the memories came crashing down.
He groaned. "I saw you die and I was all 'omg why am I here'- and then the dragon killed me! Immediately!!"
Martyn frowned, grumbling. "As soon as we went through- I just walked right off the edge. right off the edge!!!"
"The dragon was practically dead too! They almost had it!!"
The two moped for a few minutes, before Martyn decided enough was enough.
"Alright thats enough whining, we aren't little sniveling chihuahuas are we!?"
"...no?"
Martyn smiled, continuing. "Exactly! We are Big dogs! Big dogs keep their heads up!"
Jimmy smiled a little.
"And guess what..." Martyn continued trying to make them both feel better. "The Big Dogs just became the first two Reds on the server!"
Jimmy looked up, eyes shining. "Yeah baby!!"
Martyn smiled bigger. "So...who do you want to go mess with first?"
Jimmy stood up. "Definitely Scar."
The two strutted out (all the best dogs strut) towards Scar's base. Barking stupidly at eachother as they went.