"Oh my pasta, what the heck am I wearing!?!" Emmalyn looked wide eyed at her own reflection. She was wearing a big pink dress for the first time she meets 303's son. No one was in the room accept her maids though.

     "But Herobrine wanted you to wear something special." One of the younger maids said bashfully.

     "Something special?! I could trip all over myself and be rolled out to be used as a tire! I need something not so poofy. Something I could actually walk in." Emmalyn said. The other ladies just sighed and looked around for something different. There were several other dresses they tried to convince Emmalyn to wear, but she rejected every single one of them. Then they moved on to skirts and pretty little shirts with flowers. But she made it clear she didn't even like skirts. So the maids all settled on simply dressing her in some cute jean pants and a plain grey t-shirt. That, Emmalyn liked. And she wore a red and black flannel jacket over the shirt as well. The outfit turned out to be just a little dressier than her normal outfit. "Nice." Emmalyn finally smiled at herself in the mirror. "Now how long until this 'meeting' is being held?" Emmalyn then turned to the maids.

     "It will be starting any minute." Herobrine suddenly answered for the maids, which startled everyone. Particles all around him, slowly fading, told everyone that he had just magically teleported in.

     "Yh- you can teleport too?!" Emmalyn's eyes widened.

     "Yeah. Now what are you wearing?" He questioned.

     "This here is what I call nice clothes. And try as much you might, you won't be making me wear any of those dresses!" Emmalyn made clear.

     "Alright fine." He gave up without even trying to argue. "..So much like me." He mumbled with a smile. Emmalyn just barely heard and just then noticed his change of clothes.

     They were not the typical fancy clothes either. More like battle atire. He wore black pants and a black short sleve shirt with red, silver, and gold armor on top. And on his head was a golden crown. It looked more like he was going to a fancy sparring match or something instead of a 'meeting,' as they all called it. And no one had even told her anything about it, other than that she wouldn't be getting married just yet, which was a relief. Maybe she could convince Entity303 to stop all this, somehow. But so far it all seemed rather hopeless.

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     Several minutes later Herobrine, some of his personal guards, Emery, who was wearing a nice blue dress, and all their kids, Kalarīa, Michael, Aznadaz, Horatio, and Adaline, and can't forget about Emmalyn, all jumped into The End.

(All the kids were listed from oldest to youngest, accept Emmalyn)

     When everyone reclaimed their sight after having just jumped into the new realm, they were all welcomed with brilliant detailed statues and a grand bridge linking their little island that they spawned on to the main End landscape, which too was just a floating cluster of End Stone islands. Some little islands far off had farms that grew under torch light. The islands, instead of hosting the town on top, held it's cities underneath the floating islands. Emmalyn looked down with amazement at the hanging houses just chilling underneath the islands, which were all linked by bridges. And little bridges were seen linking the houses together like little roads.

     "Woah, this place place looks.. amazing.." Emmalyn breathed. The sky was a weird purple with countless little bright dots she guessed were stars in the distance. Why were they so far away?

     "The Nether is pretty cool too." Herobrine mumbled under his breath. But he did see what Emmalyn was talking about and understood why it was pretty cool. But still not as cool as his kingdom. She just hadn't seen that yet. Yeah, that was the reason.

     Emmalyn then finally looked directly ahead of her and gasped at the grand looking castle that stood proudly before her. It was made out of all sorts of materials, mainly stone and End Stone, using obsidian as more of an outer skeleton to the structure. There was a massive dome in the very center with several smaller domes and towers around it. And everything was very symmetrical. And as just pure decoration, all the obsidian pillars surrounding the structure were connected by large iron chains that looked like they were keeping the castle in place, but in reality had no purpose what-so-ever.

     "This place is MASSIVE." Emmalyn said when she looked up at the two front doors. All the younger kids just murmured to one another quietly as they walked.

     "Heh, just like it's creator's ego." Herobrine snickered quietly. Hero then walked up to the door and prepared to knock. But as his fist came close to contact, the doors automatically opened before them.

     "Welcome family of the bride. Entity303 and his family are in the meeting slash throne room right now." An enderman greeted at the door.

     "Thanks." Herobrine grumbled as he stomped past the enderman. He didn't need any directions on how to get there. It was clear he already knew. And Emmalyn frowned at the word 'bride.'

     Everyone followed Herobrine down the halls, which circled around the center room. The four guards looked on edge now that they were in the heart of enemy territory. And the much cooler temperature of the End chilled the Wither Skeleton guards.

     Finally the little crew made their way into the throne room. Herobrine entered in rage, that being obvious by how he slammed open the massive doors that no normal person could even budge. It was clear that the closer he got to 303, the angrier he got too. They obviously didn't have the nicest history together. When Emmalyn first looked in she was met with the view of a huge well lit, dome shape room with a glass roof. Right in front of them was a large raised throne that sat 303 himself. His throne was large enough so it also fit his wife, who had snow white hair and impossibly blue eyes. And her face was strait, while her husband smiled menacingly at his still foe. And on either side of the large throne were two smaller and closer to the ground thrones, probably for his two kids, but only a young girl with black hair and dark blue eyes sat in the throne to the right of the entrance. The prince Emmalyn was supposed to meet must have been still getting ready or something.

     "So nice to see you made it Herobrine." 303 smiled down on the family Hero brought with him. He must have been looking for his future daughter in law but couldn't spot her because she was cowering behind a guard. "Um, Hero-old-pal. I believe you might be, um, missing something." 303 made account of the fact that the only girl Hero brought was either his wife or five.

     "Uh.. Emmalyn. Come out from behind the skeleton." Hero grumbled. It was obvious he didn't really want to do any of this. Cooperating with his nemesis was certainly not what he wanted to do. But he knew the consequences of war were now too great now that he had a family to care for.

     Slowly Emmalyn peeked from behind the guard and looked up at 303 with terrified eyes. He basically looked like a dark void wearing a white cloak, with blood red pupils and the what is supposed to be the whites of his eyes were instead a crimson shade of red. And his smile showed yellowish teeth.

     "Aw there she is. Scared to get married I see?" 303 said with fake sympathy that was so fake it was more of mocking her.

     "To be honest I would be too if I were in her shoes!" Hero growled in defense.

     "Man, looks like the old man's getting a little soft now." 303 smiled at his foe. That didn't help at all.

     "Mind you that I am at the healthy age of 283!" Herobrine snapped at the cloaked king.

     "And I am only 162, so HA!" 303 just had to make it a competition.

     "Congratulations! You are both older than the average age limit and still acting like children! Now can we please just come up with some sort of compromise?!" Emery interrupted, setting things strait for once.

     "Of course madam." 303 didn't entirely snap out of his competitive smile.

     "Oh Jordan!! Jordan come out here!!" 303 demanded over his shoulder. Emmalyn felt queasy inside. How come this person had such a nice sounding name?! It should have been something like Nightmare, or Malicious, or possibly even Sinister.. Those names would fit the event much better!

     Several suspensefully quiet moments passed before there was finally the sound of struggling coming from behind Jordan's throne. And two endermen guards wearing diamond armor fitted to their size came in pulling with them a teenage boy with snow white hair that had a streak of dyed blue in it, and was wearing pretty casual clothes too. Just a dark red shirt and some black pants. Oh, almost forgot. His eyes were also pretty normal looking, accept his pupils were a dark red color, same as his shirt. Emmalyn mentally slapped herself for internally saying he looked cute. But he sure was putting up a fuss. He fought back those two guards as if they were dragging him away to be executed.

     "Let! Me! Go!!" He shouted. But the endermen didn't listen and tossed him down in front of the throne where Entity303 sat rubbing his face in both embarrassment and annoyance.

     "Wait, how come you are forcing your own son to get married?! Doesn't seem like anyone is happy here accept you!" Hero pointed out before everyone there. 303 was just quiet. He found no need to speak. Which was just annoying.. Finally 303 hovered up and down right in front of his foe before finally growling in volume close to a low whisper.

     "This universe, is falling apart. It's realms splitting more and more by the day.. Do you understand me?. I look at the big picture. The picture that tells me that there needs to be an alliance between all three realms. If not, then we will all die.. And our very existance mierly becoming nothing other but a speck in the minds of the Outsiders.. Do, you, understand, me?!." He whispered so closely Herobrine could smell his horrible breath. Then 303 teleported back to the throne and let Hero think things over.

     "How is this wedding supposed to fix all that?" Hero then asked. "Surely this universe isn't strung on trust between the realms! I am sure there won't really be some kind of cosmic chaos, that will destroy everything, simply because we didn't trust one another!" Hero showed more frustration than cooperation on mind. 303 smirked for some reason. Then a frown shown on his face as he suddenly got serious again.

     "Then you have no idea what kind of a world we are all living in. Buddy-old-pal... I was once one of the Outsiders. One who watched all this chaos from afar. And I KNOW how this universe, works! You however, don't! So stop questioning me when I tell you we need an alliance! Because if we don't! The outsiders will leave to spectate some other thing that enthralls them! And when they are all gone, the world as we know it will collapse on top of itself! This isn't about greed! This is purely on what NEEDS to happen! And if it's a wedding that is the only thing that can bring the Nether and End, and Over World together, then so be it!" 303 monologed. Hero huffed as he thought. Then the information finally fit in with what he already knew, and he suddenly seemed at peace with the situation.

     "Alright. You have the Nether at your side. But there is one thing you MUST respect. NEVER call me brother!" Herobrine demanded.

    "Alright Bubby." 303 smiled like a little kid again.

     "I said- ghhrrr!!" Hero responded. But then he chuckled at the loophole 303 had just exploited and almost even seemed to smile a little. Surprising.

     "W- w- wait. You can't be agreeing with him!" Emmalyn looked shocked at Hero. Her face looking a little betrayed.

     "No way! Dad you have to stop this!" The prince shouted at his dad.

     "Sorry son, but it's for the greater good." 303 sighed.

     "The greater good?! The greater good!?. I can't be getting married! I don't even want to!!"

     "Same here!!" Emmalyn agreed with Jordan.

     "See? You two already have something in common. You both don't want to get married." 303 said simply with only a small smile, but if you looked close enough you could tell he was trying really hard not to laugh at his own little joke.

     "Dad! I- I can't be getting married to, this, girl!" Jordan shouted, pointing to Emmalyn.

     "Hey! I understand that we are both in the same shoes here! But exactly what about specifficly me do you not care for?!" Emmalyn turned to Jordan with her hands on her hips and a raised eyebrow.

     "Oh nothing Chocolate Hair." Jordan answered. Emmalyn suddenly looked offended.

     "Well EXCUSE ME Nether Eyes!" Was her returning insult. Jordan turned to her just as offended.

     "Alright both of you, just calm down!" Both mothers in the room said at the same time. Then they looked at eachother with confused looks.

     "Anaya can you please start getting things ready? Thankyou sweetie." 303's wife then asked of her daughter, who quickly got up eager to leave the awkward situation.

     Now, it seemed like it was just Emmalyn and Jordan against all odds, and eachother. What a wonderful world indeed...