LEGACY/// FORMULA ONE (3)

THIRTY SIX

THIRTY SIX

"MICK, LEAVE ME ALONE, SEU IDIOTA!"

Mick Schumacher laughed at his sisters scream and both he and Charles decided to wake her up by pouring cold water on to her body.

The German was staying in the hotel room next to the Monégasque, so he knew about Larissa staying at his, though he also knew that Charles slept on the sofa.

He also knew, that she knew that it was him who had come up with the idea of waking her, rather abruptly with freezing cold water.

It may or may not have been something which he used to do to her when they were children.

Where his helper was always either his dad, or hers.

Larissa squealed as she kicked the white sheets from off her body, making them cover the body of the Leclerc boy who just accepted his fate of being covered by the sheets.

Mick attempted to flee the bedroom, in order to evade capture from her but found himself unable to as Charles stumbled in to him, since the Leclerc boy couldn't see due to the sheets covering his head.

Larissa barrelled in to the Schumacher boy, knocking him off balance as they began to wrestle as if they were sumo wrestlers.

Larissa pulled at the blonde hair of the German, hearing him squeal, before he managed to lift her up and in to the air.

Charles pulled the sheets from off his head as he heard her squeal, worried that she was in danger or injured, though what he saw made a loud laugh erupt from his throat.

He watched as Mick body slammed his sister back on to the bed as if they were professional wrestlers, before he was preparing to jump on top of her to stop her from fleeing.

As Mick jumped, Larissa threw her body back, in to a backwards roll, avoiding the body slam that would have practically crushed her small body.

Charles noticed that as Mick regained his composure, Larissa ran to him, hiding behind him.

"Take Leclerc as a sacrifice, I beg you." Larissa panted as her hands rested on the Monégasque's shoulders.

"I want my sister to admit defeat." Mick grinned at her as the other two laughed, their eyes meeting as they sparkled.

Charles' hand moved to grab hers, with their finger interwined, before he nodded his head at her.

Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice the sleepy look in his eyes, and didn't hear the sleepy sound of his voice, since he hadn't long since been up.

He however, noticed her sprawled and messy hair, which was soaked through with water from their prank, her cheeks flushed pink and lips parted as she breathed.

He also noticed how adorable she looked in his clothes, the fabric almost burying her due to their height difference.

"Never!" Larissa stuck her tongue out at the Schumacher boy, seeing him return the gesture before she ran, closely followed by the Leclerc boy.

The pair ran from the young Schumacher, still holding hands until they got to the door of the hotel room, opening it and fleeing out of the door.

Charles watched on confused as the Brazilian girl pulled a key card out of her pocket, running to the hotel room door beside his to open the door, before fleeing inside of it.

"Did you pickpocket Mick's hotel room key card?"

Charles gasped as he noticed her mischievous smirk, as he followed quickly behind her in to the room as they heard Mick following after them.