Steve and Herobrine 2: Trapped in Five Nights with Herobrine

CHAPTER 8: THE PARTY

===Same Time, Cake Family===

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

After cleaning up, the manager came in...

"Wow... Everythings's working as it should be... So... The stage animatronics should be prepared... Brine, you'll clean up the animatronics... With Zombrine... He will be opened on the Zombrine Cove...", he said.
"Yes sir...", I answered.

The animatronics looked at me.

"Herobrine, PigZombie, Chicken... Be back to your stages...", he sternly said.

The others went to their stage. When the manager was out, I went to the animatronics, and cleaned them up.

"Well, be careful with Zombrine...", Chicken said.
"Why?", I asked, as I wiped the dirt off PigZombie.
"He gets very cranky, and had a very short temper.",PigZombie said, looking down at me.

I nodded.

"I will... Okay, I just have to clean you all, and I will go to Zombrine Cove...", I said, as I cleaned the Chicken.
"Should I really be the last one to be cleaned up?", Hero protested.

I laughed.

"You'll get cleaned up too...", I snickered.

I cleaned all three of them, and went to Zombrine Cove.

===Zombrine Cove===

As I went to the stage, I saw that the curtain was fully drawn up.

I could see tha he was a very isolated animatronic. I went near, and called out.

"Um... Zombrine? Hello?", I called.
"What?!", he growled.

I flinched.

"Um... I was assigned to clean you up...", I slowly said.

I heared a heavy sigh from the other side.

"Okay, come in...", he mumbled.

I pushed the curtain sidewards, and went inside the dark, almost pitch-black stage.

It reminds me of Foxy in his Pirate Cove.

Well, I could see perfectly in the dark anyways.

There, I saw Zombrine on the far-edge, sitting on the floor, his back against the wall. His white eyes glowed brightly in the Cove. He looked up at me, a frown on his face. His eyes narrowed.

"And why should you clean me up?", he snarled, his voice showing irritation.
"Um... You will be performing later on the party.", I answered.
"Me? Performing for a party? Pff, I guess it was a Halloween party.",  he laughed.
"Look, it wasn't even Halloween yet.", I frowned.
"Then what?", he growled, looking to the floor.
"A birthday party.", I answered.

He chuckled, looking at the floor. Then, he stared to my eyes.

"I don't serve birthday parties, idiot. I was only for scary parties, like Halloween. And I was actually out-of-order... Sooner or later, they'll scrap me for parts.", he hissed.

I gulped.

"But... You're not that terrifying, Zombrine...", I slowly said.
"Shut up!", he growled, his eyes glaring at me.

I flinched.

"They created me for birthday parties, but it just ended up that I was too scary for the children, though PigZombie had more of that scariness. So they put me here... And since I was in this Cove for long, they tried to... Make me work again... But it ended up making me malfunction instead. So they put the sign 'Out of Order' in front of the stage...", he narrated.