"I just wanted to say, Thank you for letting us stop by, we had a fun trip. But the service was terrible, I'm afraid. Your workers were trying to murder us left, right, and center. I'm very sorry sir, but I don't think we will be coming back."
I watched as Herobrine started to get results and agitated. On the other hand, Sparklez was trying so hard not to laugh. I smirked at him.
"And goodbye, 'best friend'. Enjoy working for this lunatic."
Herobrine had had enough, he started to charge towards me, as I'd expected. I winked at Sparklez and jumped through.
I closed my eyes, as I'd felt compelled to. When I opened them, I was in my living room.
I smiled to myself and sighed. I'm glad it's over.
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1 week later...
Whew, everything is back to normal now, you would think that nothing had ever happened.
Here I was, sitting in my gaming chair. Watching one of Captainsparklez' mod reviews.
Hold on... I thought, pressing the pause button on the video. I saw something in the background. It looked like Captainsparklez, but had white eyes.
A big smile plastered my face. I know who that is... Did Jordan not notice him?
I picked up my phone that had been conveniently placed next to me and clicked on Jordan's contact.
To: Jordan Maron
Just watched your mod review, did you see the specific person in the background while you were playing?
After I clicked send, I turned the video back on and watched Sparklez. He just stood there.
Jordan turned around to grab a block from a chest. When he turned back round. Sparklez was gone....
My heart sank... Awwwwwh. I bet he was bummed when he realised that Jordan couldn't talk at that moment.
Around 10 minutes later, my phone buzzed, indicating that I had gotten a text message.
I smiled and picked it up.
From: Jordan Maron
Hahaha, I didn't until you told me, just got back on and talked to him. It's good to see that we can interact with him still.
I laughed, he had a point, there is always something that stops us from forgetting.
Over the last 10 years, I did nothing but worry, when I saw him at the funeral. Knowing something would happen.
Now it has happened, and we disposed of him completely. For real this time.
He is gone from minecraft, but not from my memories.
I smile internally as I think.
I won't see him again...
Nothing bad will ever happen again involving him...
I am free from the torment...
I don't have to worry...
It's all over...
A/N - And that is the end, ladies and gentlemen. That is the end...
Or is it?
I am now going to sit in the corner, and cry. I never wanted this book to end.
But wait... It's not ended yet!
Due to the brilliant suggestion by Squeaker01, I made this series a trilogy, and I am doing a third book.
Before I get in on that. I want to thank...
-Squeaker01
-RainbowWolfUniverse
-KathrynBrightbill
-Karateismystrength
-Emmythegamer
-CaptainHippo_647
These wonderful people helped support me through writing the books and for that I am so grateful. Thank you so much guys, I owe so much too you.
And of course. THANK YOU FOR READING, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE STORY.
So... The third book of the trilogy.... This is the description.
The leaves of the trees of Minecraftia sway in the wind, disturbed by the presence of a being, newly spawned. The figure slowly walks through the forest, taking in the beauty of what nature holds. But he finds it strangely similar, even though he thinks he's never been here before. The name of this person? Derp Ssundee. He makes his way, surviving through the night and day, building houses, gathering food. But when he bumps into Ssundee, things don't go well, however. Derp doesn't remember anything. He learns of his past, and is determined to set things straight, but Ssundee is not prepared to listen. Can he convince Ssundee and his friends that he has changed?
The book will be called, I've Changed.
What do you think? If you find it good be sure to check it out.
Thank you for reading my story. See you soon (hopefully)
~ RebekahOwen
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Bring Him Back (Book 2 of Ssundee Battle Trilogy)
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