Steve and Herobrine: Trapped in Five Nights at Freddy's

CHAPTER 30: THE QUARREL

===Bedroom, Same Time===

~~~Herobrine's P.o.V.~~~

Steve sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Steve, answer me honestly... What's with you and Baby?", I questioned him.
"Look, we're just friends...", he answered.

I slammed my fist to the bed.

"Friends... Friends!? Do you call that just friends!?", I growled angrily.
"That's just a part of our game!", Steve groaned.
"Just a part of your game!? Oh, shut up!", I hissed, as I flopped down the bed, my back facing at him at anger.

Then, I fell asleep.

===The Next Day===

I woke up first, and went downstairs.

I cooked food for me and Steve.

Then, I saw Baby in her animatronic form, sleeping soundly.

Meanwhile, Ballora was dancing with her Minireenas.

After cooking, Steve went downstairs.

"Good morning, Ballora.", he greeted with a smile.
"Good morning too, dear.", Ballora greeted back.

The Minireenas waved back, laughing.

Then, he turned to me.

"Good morning, Big Bro...", he greeted, anger obvious in his voice.

I smiled fakingly at him.

"Good morning too, Little Bro...", I greeted back, a tone of ridicule in mine.

A moment later, Baby woke up.

"Oh, good morning, Steve!", she greeted, running to Steve and hugging him.

Steve hugged back.

"Good morning too, Baby.", he greeted back.

When they pulled off...

"Okay... Steve... Let's eat...", I said, as I got two plates, and served the food.

===Le Timeskip===

I was drawing, when I saw Steve and Baby playing again.

"Hey! Can I kiss you again?", Baby asked timidly.
"Sure!", Steve agreed.

I cleared my throat.

But they just kissed, enjoying the moment.

Crushing, hugging and ordering Steve to put lotion on Baby's legs were still tolerable to me...

But kissing?

NO.

My fists balled in jealousy, hatred, and anger.

"No one is allowed to kiss my husband...", I hissed under my breath, and I walked towards them.

I went between them both, and faced Baby.

I smiled fakingly at her.

"Will you excuse us for a moment? Just for a moment, then you can continue your lovey-dovey game...", I hissed, as I pulled my husband's wrist.

She glared at me, face plates shifting, as if she was thinking.

"Okay, fine...", she said, and turned to Steve.
"See you later... Bye!", she waved back, winking.
"Bye...", Steve said, waving back.

When she was gone, I faced Steve.

There was irritation in his eyes.

"What're you thinking, Steve? We are already married, yet you have been cheating on me? Before my very eyes?", I asked angrily.