Hello readers! I plan on making up my late update with another few chapters TONIGHT! I've chugged down coffee and I've got a giant pretzel right here, so here we goooooo!
NIX
"So.." I was sitting on my bed, while Herobrine had returned to sitting on my desk. He had just finished explaining why he had decided to approach me and all. "I'm..interesting?" I questioned. He nodded his head to signal 'yes'. I gave him an awkward stare. "..Why?" I cocked my head sideways. "I've already said, Nix." He lunged off my desk and chose a new place to sit, next to me. "You're different, I haven't seen anyone like you." I could feel my face turn hot. The Creepypasta gazed down at my face, smiling and stifling laughter. "R-right." I said absentmindedly, trying to hide my face. Before I could say anything to begin a new topic, Herobrine did that himself. "What did you expect when you saw me." He said, seriousness suddenly captivating his voice. "I-um.." I stammered. He was really intimidating when he got serious. "Honestly, I was expecting you to pull out a pickax and slit my throat." I store at the ground. Why am I so embarrassed? I felt a hand sit on the top of my head. "It's understandable. Having a reputation as the Satan of MC isn't the best thing to greet people with." I had nothing to say after that, and neither did he, so there was a long, awkward silence. I needed to break it somehow, I hated these situations. "Does it get lonely..?" I cautiously said. I felt his hand on my head tense. "No." Another long pause. "I'm sorry." I said, my head still hanging. Herobrine didn't say anything, but instead got off my bed and stood in front of me. "C'mon." He said, causing me to look up at him. He was like a giant, even when I was standing. "There's something I want to show you." I got off my bed and started to follow him out of my room. I sudden realization hit me-I had just met this person a few hours ago, and here I was trusting him to leave my house, never the less be in my house. I really am an idiot. "So, you trust me, do you?" I could tell he was smirking. "S-shut up." I said. Just as my face had turned back to a normal color, it was pink again. I could hear the TV on downstairs. "My parents are home." I said, suddenly remembering they were here. Without another word I felt Herobrine's arms wrap arund my waist, and I felt like I was about to puke. Everything was spinning and I felt tingly, as if I was having a staring contest with Slenderman.
I was teleporting.
