Minecraft Short Stories

Um...really? A date?

  Right...it is really my first time for writing this kind of stuff, but I think you guys might like it. If you don't like it, you can skip it. And also, it is about Hero. If you have read HoTC 2 you should know what happened to him at the end, so I am guessing that this chapter might be a bit more comforting? This is set after Kara is reunited with Hero, and I'd like to put this in a way that it is more of a little comedy instead of actual romance. Enjoy.

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  Herobrine tapped his knuckles nervously. Kara had recently moved into his Nether castle, as she didn't really have to a home to got back to at the moment. She had been overjoyed when Herobrine offered to let her stay in his palace.

  Wither floated near Hero," Thinking about your princess?"

  Herobrine nearly jumped half a foot into the air," Holy Notch, how did you get here?"

  "First of all, I hover, so I don't usually make much sound. Secondly, you are distracted. People usually can't sneak up on you," Wither smirked.

  Herobrine's cheeks grew warm, although he tried to hide it with a snort," Me? Distracted? Please."

  Wither chuckled lightly," I've known you for a long time, my king. And I know you more than you know. You are thinking about her again."

  Herobrine's cheeks were definitely hot now,"Uh...no."

  "Come on, look, she's over there," Wither gestured with one of his heads.

  Herobrine's head automatically whipped over to the direction Wither was gesturing to, but he didn't see anyone save the guards.

  "Tada, see?" Wither said triumphantly," You look like a deer caught in headlights. Or to be exact, red headlights."

  Herobrine scowled, but his cheeks refused to cooperate.

  "I have never seen you so flushed in your entire life," Wither chuckled," except that time you had a race with..."

  "Wither, shut up," Even Herobrine's ears were pink.

  "What?" Wither laughed," What's so embarrasing about losing in a race with Alex?"

  "If I flew, I definitely would have won," Herobrine growled.

  "True, but no flying was permitted, eh?" Wither's white eyes glinted," you looked just like a tomato..."

  "Wither..." Herobrine warned him.

  "Seriously, you should ask her out," Wither said.

  "What are you, a relationship advisor now?" Herobrine scoffed.

  "There's your chance," the corners of Wither's mouth tugged upwards as he saw Kara Skylen walking into the throne room.

  "Uh, uh, I am not doing anything stupid,"Herobrine said, crossing his arms over his chest," So whatever thoughts you have of a plan you are cooking up behind that goofy grin of yours, snap out of it."

  "Aw, come on, you have faced Israphel and stopped the end of the world, now you're too nervous to ask a woman out for a date?" Wither laughed.

  "I would like to see you try," Herobrine snorted, his face still the exact same colour as his cape.

  "Come on, what kind of a man are you? She is not the slapping type, she won't slap you."

  "She has slapped me!" Herobrine hissed, then realized his mistake as another torrent of blood rushed up his face, and Wither laughed out loud.