Midsummer

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-Tristan's POV-

I woke up by being shaken awake. I sat up and stared at mom.

"Yes?"

"It's time to get ready, your uncles and aunts are coming today."

"Which ones?"

"Everyone." Mom said, making me ask "Everyone? Who's birthday is it?"

She giggled and said "Silly, it's Midsummer. We are going out early to get a great place to put down our stuff close to the maypole."

"That's today?! Yay! I can't wait than to dance with everyone else!" I yelled, jumping out of bed, only for dad to walk in to say "If you have the courage to. You always chicken out last second."

"Meliodas..."

"But this year I will really do it!"

"You said that last year too... and the year before that and if I'm not mistaken, all years since you actually have wanted to participate in the dance."

"I will do it! It's nothing stopping me this time! I'm a big boy now! I'm not scared of anything!"

"You are only seven. You have plenty of time to grow up. Besides, it's only mature to admit your fears, so you just proved yourself wrong." Dad said and smirked at me, making me cross my arms, saying "Then you aren't an adult either! You always tell me you aren't scared of anything!"

He put my midsummer clothes on top of my drawer and picked me up, lifting me in the air, saying "You got me there! Now let's get you dressed before everyone else is coming."

I nodded as he put me down again.

"Well, since you are taking care of Tristan now, I'm going to make sure everything is packed."

"Okay honey." Dad said, helping me strip down. I stretched my arms above my head so he could help me easier. As soon as he pulled off my night clothes, he took a sunscreen bottle and put some sunscreen on his hands, which made me yell "No! I don't want any!"

"You will get a sunburn otherwise. You have to."

"No! It's sticky and... and I hate it!"

"You are putting it on or you are not coming with us."

"But... fine!" I mumbled. He smiled and started rubbing it on my back. After a couple minutes of hating today, dad finally helped me put on my outfit!

I loved the clothes! They are so colourful and my costume is in my favourite colours! I had some baggy, yellow pants reaching to underneath my knees, white, knee long socks covering what my pants didn't cover, a white shirt and blue west on top with colourful flowers embroidered on! I love the flowers! Then I had some brown shoes that I will put on later.

Dad was wearing the same thing and mom is wearing a dress that matches our outfits. She had white, knee high socks, a white shirt with an blue dress on top, also with flowers embroidered on the top. Then she had a yellow skirt apron thingy that covers the front of her skirt only, also embroidered with flowers! She then had the same shoes, brown, old with low heels.

The door bell rang, making me yell "They are here! Yes!"

I was about to run to the door when dad caught me.

"No, no, no, mom is opening. You will eat some yogurt and then brush your teeth."

"Aww."

"Now." Dad commanded, making me run to the kitchen. Dad followed and helped me take a bowl and pour yoghurt in it. I started eating and mom came back into the kitchen.