Herobrine x Steve

Chapter 1, sad times.

 Steve's P.O.V. 

Today I woke in my bed, well it used to be my parents bed but they passed away when I was just 6 years old, but that was years ago, I'm 10 now, and living alone. today I have to go to the village to get food, you're probably wondering how I make money, well I pick up small jobs here and there, but mostly my parents had a lot of money saved for me, anyways as I walked through the village after I went to the market to get the food I needed, I saw a little boy probably 8 or 9 I don't know he was sitting on the side of one of the marketer's tables, a girl went over and asked about him, the marketer looked at her and said that the boy tried to steal some of his bread and was waiting for his caretaker, he then said, but he claims he doesn't have a caretaker but why would I believe him he's probably just trying to get out of a punishment. I went over as the lady left, I said, oh there you are baby, as I grabbed the little boy, HEY, what are you doing? the marketer said, oh this is my little brother, why? I said, trying to act confused, " Oh, this is your little brother? " He asked, yes, I replied, oh well where are your parents? your little brother tried to steal some of my bread, he said a little mad, oh I'm very sorry that he tried to steal your bread, and our parents died a couple years ago, I said bowing my head. the marketer looked shocked, then said he was very sorry and we were free to leave, I carried the boy home, as soon as we got to the house and I opened the door shut and locked it then headed to the living room and placed the boy on the couch then sat right beside him, I poked his shoulder and asked his name "Herobrine" but you can call me "Hero" if you want, he said in the cutest voice ever, ok my name is "Steve" I said with a smile, he smiled back, w-why did you help me? he asked, well I know what it's like to get caught trying to steal, my parents died when I was 6, and at first, I didn't know it was bad to steal until I got caught trying to steal some food and they made me sit there all day until they realized I was telling the truth when I said I didn't have a caretaker, so I just had to help you, I replied, he looked at me then hugged me tight, muttering out a thank you, I broke the hug saying, are you hungry? he immediately nodded, I laughed and said ok you stay here I'm going to make food, oh wait how old are you? I asked, he held up one hand and two fingers, aww he's only seven, I guess I guessed wrong before, I nodded at went in the kitchen and made some soup after it was done I put it in two bolls and went to the living room and told hero the food was done, he jumped up and ran to me, he put his hands up it looked like was grabbing air, it took me a second to realize what that meant, he wanted me to pick him up, so I picked him up and walked him to the table to eat then I placed him on the chair and went and sat on the chair beside him he grabbed the spoon and began to eat the soup as did I too, soon I had finished my soup but Hero was still eating his until "SPLASH" he had spilled the soup all over himself and got some on me, I took the boll from his hands as he started to cry I picked him up and told him everything was fine, but he kept crying saying he made a mess and was still hungry, I told him not to worry and he could have some more soup, he stopped crying when I brought him more soup he sat there and ate it while I cleaned up the mess...

writer here sorry to leave a cliffhanger here but where I live it's late and I do have to work on my other story but please stay safe and have a good day or night<3