Herobrine's Daughter

Daughter Not Like Father... At ALL.

Above the thorn bushes in Herobrine's mansion, 18 year old, Heroine stroked her pet ocelot and hummed a new song she created. Everywhere I look, I see darkness un-till youuu," She sang. On her windowsill, a bright yellow canary sat. Fishy Bones (her cat) hissed and clawed to get to the canary. "Fishy!" Heroine scolded, placing her hand under Fishy Bones' butt. Fishy squirmed away. The door slammed open, and she didn't flinch. Heroine sighed. "Dad, please-" "Heroine," Herobrine warned before Heroine could protest, his white eyes slightly glowing. She sighed in defeat. "Sorry, Dad." Heroine mumbled, pulling Fishy Bones to her lap and stroked him, lovingly. "Much better," Herobrine said, nodding his approval. "This is the chance of a lifetime for me and I need your help." Heroine snorted. "What is the chance of a lifetime?" She snorts. "This could be my chance to have every single Minecraft You Tuber imprisoned! Popularmmos, Dantdm, Stampy Long Bum..." "How...?" Heroine trailed off, wondering how in the world she is supposed to help her revenge seeking father. "Especially Dantdm. He decapitated me in a stupid mod!" Herobrine raged. "Here is the deal, I am scheduled a custom map with Furious Destroyer and Supergirlygamer on Saturday and I can't make it. Will you be willing to take my place in the map for me?" Herobrine stared into his daughter's eyes, his famous white eyes almost looking human for once. "Please, Hero. For me?"
Heroine's heart melted. She loved her dad with all her heart, despite his rage and hatred getting in the way of Herobrine and Heroine, but on the other hand, she just wished that her father paid more attention to her than his revenge on Notch. She kissed Herobrine on the cheek. "Sure, I'll do it and I won't let you down." Heroine promised. Herobrine kissed his daughter on the forehead.

"That's my girl." He whispered softly in her ear.

Friday evening, Heroine blasted Blocked Direction from her N-phone, (Notch phone.) as she packed her bag for the map. Tossing her turquoise shirts inside her bag, she hummed along to the band. "Heroine, please turn your music down!" Edna, Herobrine's housemaid shouted. Heroine held the oval shaped button down. "Sorry!" She yelled back. Heroine fell back on her canopy bed and stared at a crumpled piece of paper, slightly stained from the milk from breakfast. Taking a purple pen, she crossed out shirts ×2 from the list. Scanning for more items she needed, she spied an un-crossed-out Toothbrush and toothpaste. Heroine folded the list carefully and laid it on her bed. Heading into her personal bathroom, she selected her mint toothpaste and her green toothbrush. A honk echoed from outside the mansion and Herobrine called for her daughter. "Heroine! Hurry up!" Herobrine yelled, impatiently. "I'm coming!" Grabbing her bag, she sprinted down the staircase, to the front door, out the front door and to a black wool "limo" that stretched to be the size of a school bus. Her pupil-less father was standing next to Heroine's door impatiently. "What took you so long?" Herobrine muttered, opening the limo door. "Bye, Dad, I love you." She said, kissing her father on the cheek. "Bye, Hero." Herobrine said, wrapping his daughter in a hug and kissing her back. "See you Tuesday. I love you, too."