Mitch had won, again. You gulped, another Death Cup waited for you on the counter. This was probably the worst; half an apple (Jerome), barbecue sauce (Alesa), ground black pepper (Adam), cottage cheese (Mitch), and blueberries. Even the smell made everyone gag a bit.
"You gotta drink it, dood." Mitch said with a smile, happy he'd won.
"Doesn't snuggles count as payment anymore??" you asked, holding the cup away from you.
Mitch and Jerome both shook their heads, you've hit strike two, you have to drink it.
Swallowing, you looked at the mixture. It was a brown-red sludge like a nasty smoothie. Holding your breath, you took a gulp. It actually wasn't bad. A sweet, spicy mixture with a barbecue after taste. Nothing too bad. You drank the whole thing, smiling. Mitch gagged, Adam left the room, Jerome stood wide-eyed, and Alesa just smiled.
"Ha. Beat you at your own game, Mitch." You grinned, throwing away the cup.
Adam caught up with you out in the living room, an old shoe of his in his hand. "Since you passed that, you've gotta sniff this."
You cringed, Adam's shoes stunk as is. But an old one? No thank you! You shook your head, Adam nodding. Alesa saved you, mentioning that Adam had videos to record. With a grumble, Adam put the shoe away and walked into his room.
You smiled, heading to yours. Hero was waiting with a grin on your tablet screen, the cyan rose on your desk. You smiled back, coaxing Him out of the tablet and onto your bed. With a squeal, you hugged Him. He gently pushed you away.
"Phew! What did you eat?" He turned His head away.
"Oh. Sorry, Hero." you covered your mouth, "I did the Death Cup... Guess my breath stinks." you smiled.
"Go brush your teeth, then come see me." He smiled back, gently slugging your shoulder.
You rushed into the bathroom, grabbing your toothbrush and toothpaste. You cleaned out the stink and left over chunks in between your teeth, heading back to Hero. He then welcomed you with a hug back and a kiss on the cheek.
"Much better." He grinned.
"Oh, I hear you." you teased, leaning against Him.
He let you as always, neither of you hearing the footsteps approaching the bedroom...
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In Love With A Myth | A Herobrine X Reader
RomanceYou, an 16 year-old girl, was an absolute fangirl of the Minecraft myth, Herobrine. You drew Him all the time. But lately, strange dreams and feelings in the middle of the night were worrying you. Was He real?
