The Daughter of Herobrine | ORIGINAL |

Chapter 31: Candle Fingers and Wall Breaking

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She nodded, absorbing all of it. A few tears were shed, but Allison understood. She then asked one question that would take her mind off this.

"Can we walk around the fortress?" She asked, turning her head to look at him.

"Uh. Yeah, sure. Just replace 'fortress' with 'home'." Hero replied.

"Well let me rephrase that; Can we walk around our home? I dunno anymore." She facepalmed herself. Hero grunted, trying not to laugh. "I dunno. Are you physically capable of walking?" He replied.

"Am I?" Allison joked.
"Are you?"

"Done?" Splinter finished Hero's sentence. Allison and Hero turned to face him, their faces trying not to burst into laughter.

A few moments later they walked out of the nursery as if nothing happened. They reached the end of the hallway and turned, and Herobrine began the tour.

He led them to the kitchen, very awkwardly pointing out that he had sharp knives in some cabinets. Next, the dungeon; lots of traces of blood, scraped walls, and fear lingered in each cell.

They stopped at the cell that was holding the unknown pigman. He was uncomfortably looking around, and his eyes immediately darted to Allison, then to Herobrine. He looked silly because of his wrapped broken nose.

"Has he eaten yet?" Hero called to the guards.
"No, sir." One replied. "He hasn't eaten since we got him here."
"Why not, Maryia?"
"We don't know, sir." Maryia replied, trying to stay calm.

"M-maybe he's afraid..." Allison murmured, her eyes a soft dark blue and amber orange (Worry/concern).

"Afraid?" Hero scoffed. Then he realized why. "Oh... Maybe I punched him too hard?"

"Dunno, but he's got to eat." Maryia said, turning to another guard. "Danny-Dan, can ya get a tray of food?"

Danny-Dan turned red as beets, "My name's not 'Danny-Dan', it's just Dan. And fine, I'll get it."

"Oh cmon, lighten up Dan! You're no fun!" Maryia fake whined. Dan stomped off towards the kitchen. Maryia scoffed, "He's always like that."

"Maybe he likes you?" Allison suggested.

"W-whAT? He... Likes me? No no no. We are in a hate-hate 'relationship'. I joke, and he's the hater." She said. "And enough about me," flipping her short ginger hair, then continued, "you two seem to get along just fine. Are you two dating?" She pointed to Allison and Herobrine.

Allison's eyes were filled with pure horror, and Herobrine just looked amused. "Um-uh. Uh-uhmmy, w-well yo-u see-" Hero cut her off. "How can you see that?"

"Just looks like you two would be together." Maryia said.

Hero grunted. "How can a 12- year old be dating with however-old-I-am?"

Maryia suddenly blushed deep red. "Wait. SHE'S 12? What? She looks older than 12!"

Allison raised an eyebrow. "I'm short," she said, wrinkling her nose.

"Your mother was short." Hero said. "Your mother wa-"

Dan came back with the tray. "Here." He shoved it into Maryia's arms, who was trying not to spill anything. He stormed off again, not going in the direction of the kitchen.