I have exams but I owe you guys something so have this tiny friend bicker. This was after whatever happened in Forbid The Unknown. No spoilers.

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Steve and Herobrine were both on the latter's balcony. They had bottles of vodka on the railing, and they were sharing a cigarette. It was a couple of weeks after Steve married a nice girl he dated for three years. Herobrine arranged this small meeting to celebrate.

"So, Briney, "Steve started, waving his vodka around.

Herobrine took a swig of his vodka and turned to his friend. "You know how six years ago in October you came here from the South, and we were the same height?"

Herobrine nodded slowly, but he didn't like this topic. "Yes, and?" Steve straightened his back to his full height as he towered over his companion, "Look who's 169cm."

Herobrine slammed his vodka down onto the railing and took a puff from the cigarette. Steve was laughing hard, clutching his belly.

The shorter of the two swerved around and said coldly, "If I throw you over this balcony at just the right angle, you'll land face first in the manure at the stables."

He smirked, "Want to try?"

Steve stopped laughing immediately, sipping his vodka and sighing at the familiar burn in his throat. "Okay then, different subject, found a nice lady yet? Sky is married too, and now I am. We're waiting, Briney."

Herobrine chuckled lowly before whispering, "I have a secret and you better not tell anyone, or else I'll behead you."

Steve nodded and bent down as his friend rubbed his finger and drew his hand back, showing his corporal a silver band with a red gem.

"Holy fuck, man. You're already-" have got cut off when Herobrine quickly put his hands over Steve's mouth. He nodded desperately.

Steve examined the ring and marveled at the rare fire ruby gem. There was an engraving on the silver band as well.

My queen, forever.

"Why was I not invited?" Steve pouted.

Herobrine stared down at his ring and grinned. "It was a private ceremony."

He looked up to his corporal, who was giving him a mischievous look. Herobrine squinted, not getting what Steve was trying to imply.

"My boy did the dirty yet?"

Herobrine spit out the vodka over the balcony and wiped his mouth furiously. He cleared his throat and smirked, "Yes. Before you were born, actually. But I did not do what you think I did."

Now it was Steve's turn to be confused. "What?"

Herobrine grinned his pretty smile and leaned in to whisper ever so softly in his friend's ear.

"I was on the receiving end..."

Steve's breath hitched in his throat. Herobrine trailed off before whispering more softly.

"With a man."