Flattery (Herobrine x Reader)

Part 9

You wander in the forest for who knows how long. The same tiring thoughts and feelings flowing in a never ending loop, like a cyclone. You fear there is no escape from it all. You just keep walking, not planning on stopping any time soon. Finally, your foot slips in a little mud, forcing you to catch your ballance and find out where you are. In front of you is a pond well hidden by the thick bushes and trees around it, to your left is an old bench, and in the middle of the pond is the statue of a man- ohhh, snap... Exactly the place you didn't want to be. This is the pond you first met the king at, back when you thought he was just some normal guy, meaning that statue must be of the previous king himself. Looking at closer, it does look very similar to the previous king in the pictures, except the statue doesn't have a medium length, well trimmed beard. You sigh/groan and walk over to the bench. You need to rest after all that running. Besides, who would even care to look for you here...?

You sit in complete silence, the sun setting gently in front of you so that the shade of the trees protects your eyes from its dark orange rays. The clouds scattered in the sky begin to reflect a calm orange color, while the sky shifts to a shade of light purple. It is very pretty, but you don't take the time to enjoy it. Instead, you sit slumped over, your elbows on your knees and chin in your hands, thinking about what you are going to do next. It is about time you finally stop to think. All the hard pondering of where you are going to go, what kind of job you should get, and what your new name should be, slowly drain your brain so that nearly half an hour later, when the sky is a dark purple with fitting dark orange clouds in the distance, you are mentally exhausted. 

You groan, only having fun thinking of a fake name. Maybe it would be something like Clairence, or Marzandarie... maybe even- 

"Daffany, that could be an interesting new name." A man sits beside you, suggesting a name. You think about it, not even thinking about the man who had just suggested it. "O- or, here's an idea: Fralystendamalakejalla!" He jokes, spreading his arms like an explicit to emphasize. The moment you realize there actually IS somebody next to you, and not just some figment of your imagination, you leap back in shock. Going so far in your jump thst you almost fall off the bench, but are rescued by the guy's hand catching yours. And, yes, it is the king, Herobrine. "Heh, why such a rush? I just got here." He chuckles, which fades when you do not make any attempts to engage him in conversation or even pull yourself back up. "Oh, come on." He sais with no emotion, simply pulling you bak up so you two are sitting right beside one enother. 

You two then sit awkwardly for an uncomfortable ammount of time. Him looking around at the darkening forest and you staring at your feet. 

"Heh, honestly, I wasn't even sure I would find you. Pretty smart what you did with your cousin there. I was wondering if my eyes were broken or something. But... I just don't know why, why you did that..." The king speaks, but you don't say anything in return. As rude as it is, you don't know what you would say. "...Soooo, do you want to talk, or anything?" Herobrine offers, hoping to bring up conversation. 

"If those are the king's commands." You say blankly  still looking down. Even you don't know why your mind is so blank all of a sudden. 

"Hhh, really? You don't have to be like that around me, remember? I am just another completely normal person, just like you... well, besides the powers and all." More silence. "...Alright, how about we do a Q&A thing then? I ask you a question, and you answer it. Then, you get to ask me a question, and I answer." You nod obediently with the plan. You know there is no use in running away, especially now that the forest is so dark; the sky only getting darker. 

"Alright, ask away." You say, scootching to the very edge of the bench. 

"Well, first off... what is it that you don't like about me? Is it the eyes?- The hair?" He asks.