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"Hey, uhm... can I talk to you?", I heard Philip say. I turned around to face my brother standing in the doorway. He looked anxious, and so I stood up to greet him.
I was a good three inches taller than him, and two years older. "Of course you can, Pip. What is it?" "Can... can we sit down?" I nodded and lead him to the bed, where we sat down. "So, what is it?"
"I, uhm... can you promise not to get mad at me?" "Of course I won't get mad at you, you're my brother, whatever it is you can tell me." He shuffled in his seat a bit. "You see... I'm... I'm not." I looked at him confused. "What do you mean you're not?"
"I'm not your brother, I'm your sister."
After a few seconds, I smiled. "That's fine, sis. Have you decided on a name?" She gleamed at me. "Yeah, I'll go with Pippi!" "Good choice. And remember, I'm here for you when you need something, wether it be talking or anything else at all."
"Thank you. Thank you so much." "Don't thank me, Pippi." She hugged me, and I quickly hugged back, whispering: "You're my amazing little sister. Now, have you told Mom and Dad?" She shook her head. "I was waiting for your reaction first..."
Standing up, I took her hand. "Then let's go tell them, hm?"
"Of course, let's go."
(I'm really sorry this one is so short, I'm a bit tired.)
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Hamilton / Lams Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Hamilton Oneshots, most of it is Lams if I'm being honest. If you're here to see writing progress, start from the beginning. If you're here for quality, go to the bottom ones.
