CH Oneshots

Cannon Thief

Dedicated to the two Delawareans @Grandma98 and @Weirdest arrow for waiting so long and patiently. I'm sincerely sorry, but I hope you enjoy and do not want to kill me later. 

Note: I do not condone thievery and especially not the stealing of any type of cannon.

-Lost

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Michigan POV

This was dumb, This was so incredibly stupid of an idea, and it was all my sister's fault. I never should've taken that bet.

I really hated Indiana right now, I hoped she'd at least have the courtesy to purchase a nice headstone for me after I was gone. It was the least she could do for having doomed me in this way.

I could see it laid out in front of me: "Michigan, June 1805-May 2003. He died because his siblings were mean. He hates them all." Yeah. That would do nicely. A stupid gravestone for a stupid death.

"Take one of Delaware's Cannons." she'd said, like that was at all a reasonable request.

At least I'd spent Indy's money for the trip, that was the one bright side to all of this.

Heaving a sigh I stretched a little, getting out the last bit of stiffness from the day of travel, looking through the winding forests I now had to navigate.

I'd had plenty of time to research and find targets beforehand. I wasn't completely dumb, anything too heavy or noticeable would be an easy and fast no, something small and easy to hide was what I needed. 

Which is how after what felt like hours of looking through random and (In my opinion) extremely boring pages of My brother's history led me to this spot.

Hagley Museum & Library. Home to the smallest two cannons I could quickly find. and at the moment, other than the fact that I'd probably be flayed by my big brother when he heard what happened- one of them seemed to be the perfect target for this.

"Well- Better to get this over with." I grumbled to nobody in particular.

Small, lightweight, and in one general area. This couldn't take too long.

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I breathed a sigh of relief when I found it.

 at the the moment, it was sitting in the shade of a tree, near a large old looking building and some waterways, It was a lot smaller than I expected. Damn.

I'd seen it before, when Delaware had brought them to dad's house for cleaning- or just to show off- but it hadn't really processed just how little they actually were.

Cute, almost. Unfortunately its small size made it the perfect victim. 

Pulling out my phone I opened to my texts, quickly sending Indiana a picture for proof, and typing a new message, informing her of my arrival.

I sighed and slipped it back into a pocket of the bag i'd brought, setting it down on the ground. I didn't want to risk damaging it while trying to move this thing.

After circling it a couple of times, and scanning the area for a place to put it. My mind was made up, the grassy slope was exposed, and I didn't like the thought of taking it out of state, too risky. But maybe I could try move it to the forest? There had to be a decent hiding spot somewhere in there.