The Golden Snow [ Anne with an e x reader ]

Chapter 1

Blythe had just gotten ready for school, the smell of pumpkin porridge filled his nose. The sweet, sizzling, juicy — "Gilbert!" 

"Yea?!" 

"Come on down! Breakfast is ready!"

"Coming!"

Gilbert grabbed his books and slate thinking about the time a certain redhead decided to smack him with one. Chucking he walked towards the kitchen. "Good morning!" Mary turned to Gilbert,

"Morning." Sebastian came inside covered in dirt, "Bash! You're making a mess of the beautiful floors I had washed!" Mary cried out. 

Bash rolled his eyes, "And here I was, thinking my wife was actually concerned for me." Mary sheepishly grinned as she helped Sebastian with his coat.

"What happened to you?" Gilbert eyed Bash.

"I was working on the farm, planting the new harvest, I noticed a patch of land that happened to be really dry—"

"In the middle of the crop field?" Mary inquired.

"Yes! So, I decided to dig a little and found something amazing! Wait till' — OH!" Sebastian had a face of realization and went back outside. Gilbert looked at Mary to see her just as confused as he was. A moment later Sebastian walked in with a metal box in his hands, he quickly placed it on the dining table.

"What is it?" Gilbert stood up to inspect the metal box. Sebastian shrugged

"Don't know, but it has some writing on it," he pointed to the front of the box. Gilbert turned to see two initials on it, JB + MC. "I... I think JB could stand for my father's name, John Blythe, but MC?"

"It could stand for your mother's name?" Bash suggested. Gilbert shook his head.

"If it isn't your mother's name it could be a friends'?" Mary hinted.

Gilbert thought of all the people his father met in his youth.

"Gilbert!"

"Huh?"

"You're late!" Bash cried out, as he and Mary started rushing around to help the boy.

"What?"

"For school!" Mary said as she handed him his lunch and an apple to eat along the way. Gilbert quickly grabbed his books and ran out shouting thanks and goodbye.

"So," Mary turned to Sebastian, "What should we do with the box?"

"Why don't we start with getting you cleaned up?"