So here's some Sparkant you that I decided on typing up tonight... And just to say this, I am a fairly new writer, so comments are always helpful.
Sparklez POV
The black-eyed Minecrafter was asleep on the couch, his head resting on Sparklez's shoulder. He was exhausted from hunting for golden apples and killing cows, and when he came home, he promptly fell asleep.
Sparklez combed his fingers through the Minecrafter's black locks and sighed. He too, was tired from taking care of the house and making sure that Skit wasn't in any sort of danger. But now Skit was asleep in his bed, and the few remaining rays of sunlight was beaming through the