I told my brothers everything. Right then and there on the couch in the living room. Everything from what little I know about my existence, about my hatred for Olivine, and my new condition. They took in consideration from my words, they understood and still accepted me.
Ollie on the other hand, continued to cry and sulk from what I had "tried" to do. We all decided to leave him alone, it was better off that way. Allen and Matt told me that if I ever needed help, or just wanted to talk, they would be there for me. They both know that I'm not the girly type to talk a lot, so they weren't going to be annoyed by me.
In an attempt to make me feel better, they both did things that they wouldn't normally do. I didn't ask them to do this, they did them on their own. Matt would let me sit close to him and rest my head in the crook of his neck while he read a book. He would place his free arm around my body to pull me closer to him. I didn't say anything while I was in this position, I knew that he liked quiet people.
We would do this where ever he was comfortable. He didn't seem forced to do this, I could tell that he did it from his own will. Sometimes I would fall asleep, he was really comfortable. From time to time, when he thinks that I'm asleep, I would hear him whisper, "I love you, sis."
When I had to be in my five year old form, I would curl up on his leg and rest. He would rub and pet my head while he hummed a french tune. I really felt like we bonded a lot, even though we never really talk.
Allen on the other hand, decided that bonding needed to be more active. While I was in my Teenage form, he taught me how to skateboard. He bought me protective gear: helmet, padding, skater shoes. Then he took me to an empty lot where he showed me my new skateboard. The bottom was checkered black and white while the wheels shared the same color.
He helped me keep my balance standing on it. Once he got me going, I fell an awful lot. It took a couple weeks for me to ride without his help. I felt more confident as I felt the wind in my hair. I remember riding around the lot, practicing turning, speeding up, slowing down... but I forgot how to stop.
I ended up crashing into Allen, luckily I wasn't going super fast. He broke my fall and took most of the damage.
"You okay? That was a nasty fall," he questioned. Allen also had a funny way of talking, he told me that he was from this place called America in a city called New York.
"Heh, didn't feel a thing," I smirked.
It was true, I only ended up with a few scrapes here and there, nothing major.
"You okay?" I checked.
"Totally, I've made worse fails before," he fixed his blood red hair.
He helped me up on my feet and fixed my helmet. He dusted himself off, fixed his sunglasses, and set his bomber jacket straight.
"You're getting good at this, soon you'll be grinding rails at the skate park," he playfully punched my arm.
"I don't know about that, I'm not good with social interaction... with either sex," I admitted.
"Don't worry, if anyone hits on you, I'll beat some sense into them," he smiled, showing his missing tooth.
"Thanks... but that's not the point..." I mumbled.
He hung his arm around me, "Cheer up sis, it'll be fun! My friends are great people, they can help you become a better skateboarder. Plus, I think it's time to teach you some tricks."
I wasn't quite sure what to say, but I nodded. After all, he would be there if something happened. I wonder what Ollie would say about this though...
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That's The World?!『A Hetalia FanFic』
FanficMemories of a past life, voices in my head, and a world of war and family awaiting me. Am I ready for this? People have my back, but I will have to eventually fight to protect them. For now, I'll enjoy my time here, until the voices get the better o...