Roleplay Short stories

Ghosts

Starring Herobrine, Lov, Howard, and Marilyn

Herobrine: *Watering his garden and talking to Lov*. And that's the story of how my father came to own this mansion.
Lov: *Watching Herobrine water the garden*. Wow, that's cool. Fascinating story, Hero.
???1: *Whispers*. He's watering the garden again. *The voice is similar to Herobrine's, but not as deep*.
???2: *Whispers*. I know, he enjoys it too much. *Seems to be a woman's voice*.
Lov: Hm? *Looks around to see where the voices are, but can't find them*. Huh...
Herobrine: Is something the matter?
Lov: I thought I heard voices.
Herobrine: *Knows what voices Lov heard*. You must be hearing things. I heard nothing.
???2: I think she can hear us, Howard.
???1: It appears so. Come on, Marilyn. We shall go to the library.
Lov: I'll be in the library. *Leaves the garden*.
Herobrine: Have fun in there. *Thinks*. If she's hearing the voices I thing she's hearing, I don't like it...

*Meanwhile*...

Lov: *Opens the door of the library ajar and peeks inside to see two ghosts talking to each other*. *!*.
Howard: How do you think she can hear us? *Looks almost exactly like Herobrine, except his eyes are brown. He's also wearing a labcoat*.
Marilyn: It must've been that spell Harry cast on her so that she could see and hear Andrew when he was still with us. It just be. *Has brown hair, blue eyes, and wearing clothes similar to that of a librarian*.
Lov: *Walks inside and closes the door behind her*. Excuse me?...
Howard: and Marilyn: *Look at her in surprise*.
Marilyn: She... She can see us, Howard!
Howard: Just like our son, but how?
Lov: Uhm... I don't mean to pry, but are Hero's parents?
Howard: Indeed. My name is Howard Brian. I'm his father.
Marilyn: And I'm Marilyn, his mother.
Lov: Oh! It's nice to meet you. I'm Lov, his wife.
Howard: No need for introductions, we already know. We "haunt" this mansion after all. We are buried under my lab. *Sigh*...
Marilyn: It wasn't your fault, Howard. You didn't know what he'd become when that serum entered his system.
Howard: It is my fault, Marilyn! I was going to test it on myself the morning after. I shouldn't have told him to clean the lab at all. It should've been me... Not him...
Lov: Wait, you're the reason Hero is the way he is?
Howard: Yes, I made that serum so that we could have an advantage with any upcoming wars. But, it appears I made it too strong. Poor son of ours couldn't control himself at all.
Marilyn: We just heard him yell in pain and next thing we know, we're dead.
Lov: Well, he's not like that anymore. He's actually very kind nowadays.
Marilyn: We know! I'm so glad he's changes his ways since 1448.
Howard: As am I. I'm sorry, but we must return to our graves for rest. Please, do take care of our son Harry for us.
Lov: I will and I always do. I hope to see you again.
Howard and Marilyn: *Fade away and disappear into thin air*.

The End.