My Broken Family

~Wilby, Who's she?~

Let's skip ahead about ten years. Wilbur had been paying a lot of beloved attention to his little sister until recent. Something new was occupying his schedule now. The beloved little girl is now eleven as her brother is fifteen.

"Hey Dad, do you mind if I bring my girlfriend over for dinner tonight?"

"Wilbur, you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, I do. She's been my girlfriend for about a year now. I thought that if we could make it a year into the relationship, it'd be okay to invite her to dinner. She really wants to meet you guys."

"Then that's fine, Wil. But if Y/N asks what a girlfriend or boyfriend is you have to tell her."

"Fine, Dad."

As the father and son talked, the girl ran into the room and practically tackled Wilbur. She hugged him as tight as she could and started whining.

"Wilby, where were you yesterday? We were supposed to have a practice sword fight! I told you that I wanna learn to sword fight so maybe Techno will pay more attention to me!"

A nervous chuckle could be heard from the brunette.

"Well, Y/N. I was hanging out with my girlfriend."

"What's a girlfriend?"

"A girlfriend is practically a female friend that you love as more of a friend. Eventually a girlfriend can be turned into a fiancé and then a wife."

"So would that be the same term for boyfriend?"

"Yes, Y/N. Why're you asking?"

"I just wanted to know."

"Alright. Well I should be heading out. Me and Sally will be here for dinner!"

And with that the brunette walked towards the door and left, leaving his little sister disappointed that she didn't get to hang out with her brother.

And now we look to the dinner that was held at the Minecraft household that night. Wilbur and his girlfriend, Sally, were hanging out with Y/N.

"Oh my gods! You're so pretty!"

The H/C-ette squealed as she ran circles around the tall female who had entered the household holding Wilbur's hand.

"Aw, thank you! You're pretty, too!"

The tall female with ginger hair wanted to be a polite as possible to the family of her boyfriend but she'll be honest, she was not expecting an eleven-year old to be running around. 

"CROWS!!"

And just like that, the H/C-ette's attention was on the murder of crows that were flocking around outside. Almost like they were waiting for her. Crows of all different sizes and looks started to land on the girl's shoulders. It made Y/N giggle. Oh, how she loved her murder of crows. The murder seemed to grow bigger with each passing visit, too. They all started to fly up a bit to perch on the roof.

"See ya later, crows!"

The H/C-ette headed back inside to get ready to have dinner with her brother's girlfriend. She would talk and play with her murder of crows later. 

While these crows might have been the girl's crows, they would not always be able to stick by her side. One day they would have to fly with someone who could continue to tell stories about her to the heartbroken crows. No one would have to be worried about something like that right now. All Y/N should be worried about is that she won't be able to hang out with Wilbur much anymore. I mean, people grow up. It's just the way of life...