How to Write: One-Shot Collection

Hansel and Gretel: Part I

Yes, I was inspired by the Movie. No, they're not Witch Hunters. :)

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                “Catapult!” was the last thing you heard when you felt a heavy weight on your back. And yes, you were sleeping. You groaned loudly and tried to turn on your back to breathe, “HANSEL!” you hissed at your idiotic of a brother. Atleast that is what he pretends to be, “Get the hell off of me. It’s like 7 in the freaking Morning!” you screamed despite the hoarseness of your voice. Pushing your eyes open, you then realize that your brother had just woken up himself. He was half naked and was on his Iron Man boxers when he decided jumping at you was a way of waking you up.

                He laughed despite his Morning attire, he was not haggard looking. You sometimes envied that part about him, “Good Morning to you too Gretel,” rolling your eyes you tried to push him off to no avail. He was a lot bigger than you, not that much really, “MOM! DAD! HELP! I can’t breathe,” you tried acting out that you were having a hard time breathing and was suffocating by the heavy weight of your brother.

               

                Hansel shook his head and wand his point finger back and forth, “Now, now sister. I am a hell a lot sure I am not suffocating you. I’m not that heavy you know. And it’s not like I’ll put all my weight on you as well,” he was teasing but that was the truth. He was your brother and you were her sister. You’ll be on the last on his list that he would want to hurt.

                This was your last resort. Puppy dog eyes with a little plead will push him off of you, “Please. Please. Please Hansel. Get off of me. You are a lot heavy than you give yourself credit of,” your brother gave you a small smile but then it turned into a smirk, “Not working Gretel. I’m not 10 and you certainly don’t look 5,” that’s it. You started hitting him, “Get off of me! You big idiotic moron!” you hit him a little couple of times until your hands turned red but he was still not shaken at his position on top of you, “If this bed crack you’ll be sleeping on the floor,” as soon as you stop hitting him.

                That made his smirk disappears and actually thinks, “Nah. If that happens I could always camp in here. My bed is big enough for the both of us to fit in,” he wiggled his eyebrows and started bouncing on your stomache. You made an, “Ooof,” from the impact. You close your eyes and stayed silent until you felt the lightweight. When you opened your eyes was when you realize your brother has stood up and was now half lying beside you. His eyes were a mimic of your which is green. Everyone loves your brother. It was not hard to actually do it anyways.

                “Kids! Breakfast!” both of you turn towards the door before your brother stood up and giving you a hand. When you were on your feet your brother gave you a kiss on the forehead then said, “Last one on the table will only eat bread,” before you could even assess what he had said he had already bolted on the door, “DAMN YOU HANSEL MATTHEW ESTERS!” you stomped on your feet a few times before going out of your room.

                You glared at your brother who was now feasting like a pig until you had seated yourself on the table, “You’re unfair Hansel you know that,” pouting at his side. He had stop eating and looks at you. Of course he was just kidding. He would rather suffer than you. He had already fixed your food before eating. Which was of course toasted bread with eggs and bacons on the side, “Here,” he remove the empty plate before placing the fixed breakfast infront of you, “I wouldn’t let my sister hungry now could I?” he smiled at you and ruffled your hair before going back to his food.