Nullified

Squeak!

Is the last thing you hear before the crunch of your heel, grinding the mob into the floor.

"Ick." You mutter, scuffing your shoe on the planks in effort to remove whatever remained of the unfortunate silverfish. "Where did that come from?" As if in reply, a second squeak catches your attention, leading your gaze to where it scuttles about merrily at the end of the hallway. "Oh joy."

It's been a few days more since your conversation with Steve, and your wedding date is fast approaching. You're still putting off your discussion with Herobrine, reluctant to initiate a topic that may result in more stress for both of you. Reluctant to disturb the aura of nervous excitement that constantly exists around the two of you.

Dragging your sword from its sheath, you amble down the hall, narrowed eyes locked on the blissfully ignorant creature as you approach its range of detection. The moment you step into range, it whirls around with a screech and hurls its body straight into the waiting blade of your sword. Immediately, another one pops out of a newly-formed hole in the wall. "Great."

Having nothing else to do, you make your way through the mansion, methodically clearing the building of monster egg blocks. Undoubtedly the work of the same creator of the TNT trap, so either Theo or Notch. Again, most likely Theo, as Notch probably wouldn't spend his time playing dumb pranks in favor of doing important minecraft god stuff or whatever.

The trail leads you down to the basement where you find, to your mild annoyance, a silverfish spawner. A good number of the mobs have already spawned, milling aimlessly around the basement until you appear to become the target of their wrath. It takes you a few minutes just to get to the spawner, while the mobs aren't particularly dangerous they are fast and also gross and you don't really want them crawling up your ankles.

Five minutes later, you smash the spawner with the hilt of your sword, sinking to your knees with a groan as the last of the silverfish is impaled on the tip of your blade.

"Some people get wedding gifts." You mutter crossly. "I get wedding silverfish in my basement." Gaze sweeping the dim room once more, you sheath your weapon and turn to return upstairs.

The door's gone.

You blink, then scowl at the wall of bedrock that keeps you from passing through to the stairs.

"Oh, really??" You take a step towards it, then stop, glancing to either side. Could you dig around it? How far does it reach? Although, you'd rather not break the walls if you can help it. Theo must be here, he had to trigger the wall. Unless it appeared when you broke the spawner? Was that something you could do with command blocks? It seemed likely enough.

"Theo, come out." You call, folding your arms to your chest as you glance around the room. "Very funny, I'd like to go back upstairs now." No response. Maybe he wasn't here, after all.

Sighing, you spin around, tapping a finger to your lips. You could just call for Herobrine and get him to teleport you out, but there's probably some trick to this, some other exit. Theo wouldn't just lock you down here, right?

You turn back in the direction of the door, only to recoil as you're met with a pair of blinding, white eyes.

"Boo."

*

A scream echoes through the mansion, and Herobrine is on his feet in an instant.

He exchanges an alarmed glance with Steve, who's scrambling to his feet at the opposite end of the library, and silent agreement passes between them before Herobrine disappears. He teleports to their room, then the roof, the kitchen, a sitting room she frequents - the size of the mansion makes it nearly impossible to pinpoint the source of the cry.