Okay, guys. I feel like I haven't updated enough.

-I've been busy

-I've been really tired lately and I don't know why

-My school sucks and gives work over winter break

-I'm lazy

So yeah. Sorry. I'll try to update more.

Oh, and, I'm going somewhere tomorrow, so most likely no updates.

Sorry! ^^;

Nix

~Le next day. *Yey time skips

Hero's clothes were big. His shirt may as well be a dress- a long one too. "Are you sure you're alright with me wearing your clothes?" I looked at Herobrine, who was fiddling with his guitar. Funny, I hadn't noticed he had one until now. "Nix, please. It's fine, I don't think we can just waltz into your house and get clothes anyway." He had a point. "Alright. Are you sure you're fine with me in your pants..?" I nervously asked, causing him no momentarily pause. Honestly I wasn't sure if I was alright with it myself. "As long as you are." He went back to his guitar, not making eye contact. I had another question, but don't wan't to bug him. "There's belts over there." Hero pointed at his dresser. I waslked over and chose a random one, having no preference. "I'll um-" I stepped into the closet, which was surprisingly big. I then proceeded to change, looping the belt. God, the pants are really big on my ankles. I laughed to myself, thinking about 70's bell bottoms. I took a hair tie off my wrist, revealing a red mark, and tied the back of the shirt to the side, shortening it. "Okay." I said, stepping out of the closet. Herobrine looked up at me, he had set his guitar down. he gave a small laugh, putting me into a neck hold. "You're so cute in my clothes." He teased, rubbing my head. "Eh-Oi!" I elbowed his gut, and he released leisurely. "I'm not going down at an elbowing, Little Nix." I took a few steps back. "Is that a challenge?" I sarcastically said. Hero got into a battle stance. I smiled, getting into a stance myself, and holding an imaginary sword. "Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father, prepare to die." I said, putting on a cheesy Spanish accent. Hero cocked his head. I guess he hadn't seen the movie. He ran at me, and I charged at him, grinning.

About an hour later

"No-Fuck!" I shouted, attempting to escape Herobrine's grasp. "Tehe~" He teased, having me yet again in a neck hold. My then thought it would be funny the to tickle my thy. I desperately squirmed and thrashed, trying to get away, cursing at him between breaths. He only laughed. He continued to do so, laughing at my attempts to escape until the door barged open. "The hell is this?" Jeff looked at us, confused. "We were just fighting, nothing really." Hero spoke casually. "That's it? God, it sounded like rape." Silence. I felt my eye twitch. Hero's arms tensed. "Jeff." I spoke softly. "I will slit your throat with your own knife." Jeff smiled. "Well then. I'll have death by a good blade." He brought out his knife and twirled it. "Ah, dinner's ready by the way." The pasta began to leave the doorway and head downstairs. "Okay." Herobrine released me, allowing me to breath. "This isn't over! I seek vengeance!" I dramatically pointed at Hero. He patted my head. "Yeah yeah, alright." He said, messing up my hair. I lightly pushed him, then made my way downstairs.

One dinner later o3o

I yawned, walking back into Herobrine's room. He stretched as well, sitting on his bed. There was silence, and I silently began to creep over to Hero behind his back. I attempted to jump him, only to be turned and tackled myself. "Nice try, Little Nix." Hero had me pinned to the bed, grinning. "Damn it. Stop being so ninja-ey." I complained. Herobrine smirked and sat up, getting off of me. "As you wish."

DONE. I'M DONE, FINALLY.

I'M GOING TO BED.

And, as I said, there are going to be references to "The Princess Bride." There were two in there, obvious ones.

Hope you enjoyed, lovely readers!

-Nix