In A New World (A Minecraft Story)

Best for Both Worlds

It's been about five weeks since the dying incident. Now I'm on crutches, hobbling around the field and house. Herobrine is now walking around without a bandage, but he still has a limp in his step. I hope he'll eventually start walking normally. Steve was his usual self, always cheering me up with some little scene he made up. Every once in a while, I would find Herobrine under a tree, just staring at a cloud or something.

One day, I had the nerve to interrupt his silent moment. I saw him underneath the usual tree, being antisocial and just simply staring at the sky. I shook my head, feeling the nervousness of getting into his personal space in the middle of the day. I then hobbled until I was only a few feet from his tree. Steve had tried cutting it down, but before his axe can touch the tree, Herobrine tackled him, saying that it was his tree. And Steve's reaction was even better, asking if he needed to put a sign on the tree, calling it Herobrine's playground. I finally put my back against the tree and slid down it, feeling the relief it gave me with my little itch. I sighed, "hi..."

Herobrine jumped and looked to his left, looking at me as if I gave him a heart attack. He made a nervous laugh, "hey. What are you doing here?"

I smiled, "that's what I was going to ask you." He stopped in his tracks, surprised by my response. He stayed silent, and I continued, "I just wanted to know if you needed someone with you." He continued to stare at me.

He then shook his head, "I'm just interested in how many shapes there are in this world. There's no definate shape, like the blocks in our world. There seems to be no limit here. No boundaries for the imagination or anything here."

I laughed, "there's always some boundaries here." He smirked a little, as if trying to see if I'm joking or something as I continued, "there are many territories and limited resources. Now your world..." I paused, remembering the many things I could do without getting into trouble in the game. "There are no boundaries except maybe someone claiming land for their own. I think you can create more crafting recipes, can you?"

He replied immediately, "yeah, but we would have to test the new item a million times before others can trust you with the new recipe. And there is always that one person who does it wrong." He looks over at Steve, who was watching us from a distance. When he saw what was going on, he turned himself a quarter of a circle and started whistling.

I laughed, "now how many times has he used a new crafting recipe wrong?"

He laughed, "eighteen times. There was the tranquilizer, the poison darts, energy drink, and other ones."

"How did he get the energy drink wrong?"

"He drank too many, thinking he would get more powerful than me. And at the end, during our fight, he ended up jumping around from too much energy and after he became a punching bag, he stayed on the toilet for a while."

"Oh, goodness. Do I need to know what he did with the other two?"

He laughed out loud, "he shot his girlfriend with the tranquilizer to put her to sleep and did it too many times, and the same with poison darts, just it was with a zombie and he wasted a lot of poison."

I sighed in relief, "I thought he did it to himself."

"I hope he's not that dumb to do that."

"Me too." I then remembered his girlfriend, "now what about his girlfriend?"

"Oh her?" He laughed out loud, which made Steve look a little worried, "she broke up with him in her sleep because she was in love with another man. He tied her down to the couch so he could completely understand it." Wow, perfect timing.

"Sounds like something someone here would do." I laughed a little. Then, a scream echoed from the barn, "uh, oh." I tried getting up, but Herobrine had already jumped up and ran to the barn with Steve. I used the tree to get back up, then realized that my crutches were on the ground, so I had to get them up and put them in my armpits. I slowly hobbled back up the hill to see what was going on. The screaming continued as I got closer. I felt the tension rising in my chest as I got closer. Once I got there, I could only say four words, "Kevin? What's with you?"

He looked up from Cecelia's passed out body, which was surrounded by a shocked Steve and Herobrine, "well hello, princess. I see you replaced me." My necklace flashed three times, and I knew that I was in trouble.