Jimmy has never been this freezing cold in his life.

The snow is landing on his wings, weighing them down uncomfortably, and landing in his hair, and his shoulders, and everywhere.

And it's turning to night, meaning that it's only going to get colder.

Half an hour of wandering later, and Jimny stumbles upon a castle.

Made of nether brick.

In the Overworld.

What?

Regardless, he stumbles inside and curls up in front of the large fire place in the grand hall, putting his back to the fire to hopefully warm his wings.

He is not expecting to awake to something touching his wings.

Jimmy jumps nearly a foot into the air, scrambling up into a sitting position and turning to see what had touched him.

A creature made entirely of fire stares back at him, glowing eyes seeming almost... confused as it stares at him.

It tilts it's head, and then crawls all the way out of the fireplace to hover over Jimmy on the floor.

It makes a series of clicks and chitters, flying around him and examining him thoroughly.

"Uhm... okay?"

꧁⎝ 𓆩༺✧༻𓆪 ⎠꧂

Two days later, and Jimmy has settled into this castle with this strange fire creature.

He's gotten used to it's presence, and almost begun expecting the warmth it provides when it hovers just over his shoulder.

He could leave this castle. Go back home.

But then he would be leaving Sparky (as he's affectionately dubbed the fire creature) all alone again.

Safe to say, what he doesn't expect to happen is when he trips on the grand staircase, two strong arms catch him from behind.

"Careful now. Wouldn't want you to get hurt."