Onism

Chapter 3: I Appreciate My Gift

I had crawled across the floor yesterday. I was ever so slowly growing stronger in this body. I've taken a trip down body dysphoria lane for months now. I'm conquering  dysphoria with the help of this family who has gifted me with as much love as my last had. It is a blessing I will forever be grateful of. Should they ever need help I will be there for them any day.

Other than that I got a glance of my self in some antique hand mirror my mother has on her retro vanity. She must really like antiques. Regardless as I get back on track, I am an albino. My hair is a tuft of snow white curls. My eye shape is a combo of both my mother and fathers, the upper lid being narrow and sharp while the lower half drops into a wide doe eye. I look like a sad puppy. My parents could be supermodels so I hope I look just like them when I'm older.

My father is a kind man. At night he'll crack open a baby book and point to animals while repeating their names in Russian. His presence is very calming in comparison to the energetic ball of light my mother is.
Roman is a very understanding and observant person from what I've seen. 

"Vanya Ты wanna go С мамой и папой?"

(Vanya you wanna go out with mommy and daddy?)

Roman questioned me in a soft voice. My brain translating the words that I understood. I had a small grasp on Russian vocabulary after 3 months of being here in this world. I've been forcing myself to learn as quick as possible seeing as I lack most of the vocabulary they speak.
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"Hold on snowflake let dad grab your onesie."

Roman stated, stuffing his hands into a drawer to pull out a real fluffy onesie.
The onesie had fur all over it, the onesie being brown in color with two bears ears coming from a hood that hung from the neck hole, a small round tail was also attached to the lower back.

Vanya gave Roman a condescending look. However it just made Vanya look upset.
"Aww why are you pouting Vanya? Don't you wanna go out with mama and papa?"

Vanya let out an assortment of baby noises, his tongue peeking out of his mouth occasionally.

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Its been one month, I think it's time I finally crack out my first word. It's the word I've been waiting for. I remembered in my past life the only russian curse word I could remember.
The word is suka, it either meant bitch or shit and I've always wanted a curse word to be my first word. I mean who wouldn't want a curse word as their first word? However Galina and Roman are very good on not cursing in front of me, so if I spat of that word what would they think? Oh well, Yolo or uhhhh I guess yolt for me. YOLT!

"SUKA!"

Vanya yelled the word into the air in an absolutely shameless manner.
Silence descended on the rather chatty household. Galina and Roman stopped there conversation completely. Both staring at vanya's smug display.

Chaos erupted into the usually peaceful house.

Vanya regrets nothing.
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I am two years old now. I regret my first word, now every time I say something close to suka or any other curse word I get soap to my mouth.

It is year 1957 I discovered not so long ago, I'm surprised it took me so long. I was born 1955 July 10th.

I have long since accepted my new body, it is a new life and I should treat as such. In my life before I had been a bit of a tomboy anyway.

Right now I'm out in the northern snow of Russia. Crunching through the snow in big fluffy brown boots. I'm was currently following my mother towards a dirt road. My father is walking behind me slowly so I don't get left behind.

Apparently since we live up in the mountains we need to go quite a distance down to reach the closest village. I'm going to be interacting with other humans for the first time in this new life. Complete strangers, its quite stressful to me. I'm an invert at heart, I love being a hermit and dwelling in the stash of books I'd acquired.
Not only that, but some type of fledgling instinct had settled into the back of my head ever since I crossed the multiverse stream. I always think back to those pretty violet flames that held sentient vibes to it. They'd held me like I was it's precious child, and it would stop at nothing to keep me and what I held dear safe.

"Vanya were nearly there! We can see the village from here!"

Galina squealed, swinging her bag to the other shoulder. I indeed could see the village houses from here. The homes were cabins built from a shade of dark brown wood, snow settled like a blanket over every setting and icicles hanging from roof tops.

It was ethereal. I was utterly enchanted by the bustling of the people who walked by. Names being called in the streets and children running after each other while throwing snowballs at one another. It was harmony, peace. No one looked unhappy, the citizens in the small village knowing everyone and everything. I wanted to be apart of it so bad.

"Hey Kirill! Alexei!"

My father yelled towards two people leaned up against a tavern. One had pale skin, brown hair, and baby blue eyes. The other had salt and pepper hair, a goatee, brown eyes, and rather tanned skin. They were both rather handsome.

"Roman! That really you? Finally decided to stop living like a hermit! And look at chu' got Galina and the little tyke!"

The one with two-toned hair shouted. While the one with brown hair gave a gruff scoff. He hip checked the black&white haired one and walked towards us at a smooth pace.
"Is a about time, I didn't think it'd take you so long you dry trout."

Galina giggled beside me, scooping me up and displaying me lion king style.

"Sorry guys, I just wanted to make sure Vanya here was safe in his early infancy."

Roman mentioned with a small chuckle. "Not only that but he wanted to be around when Vanny said his first word! I don't blame him, I wanna hog the cutie to myself! "

Galina cracked a joke with a wide smile, placing me down beside her legs. I in return decided to content myself with plopping my butt down in the snow. My amazing jacket onesie combo causing the snow to slide off my body. I casted an observant glance at my surroundings, the people included.
"Vanya sweetie why don't you introduce yourself?"

Galina asked my gently. I hummed in response.
"I am Vanya Mikhailovich. Pweased to meet you."

I added a small little glare, I know my glare just makes me look like I'm pouting. It all adds to the manipulation factor. I will squeeze my way into this village with the grace of an eel.

"Well aren't you a polite brat!I'm Alexei! "

The one with salt and pepper hair boasted. The brunette beside him hummed before introducing himself.
"I am Kirill. Pleasure is all mine."

It was a good day.