(: Small Reality :)
Dear readers,
I am so happy that some of y'all liked the preview for this story! And I am so sorry for the delay of this story :( Like I said, I don't get on the computer much anymore. It really helped to know that I am doing good. :) I am not putting the chapter titles because the titles for them is to your imagination.
I tend to make the characters OOC so if I do drift off, please tell me...Oh! I am also going to school next week, so I'm not going to be able to update much.
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Summary: Ludwig doesn't believe that there are little people but Gilbert does. One day, Gilbert get tired of Ludwig saying that there are no such things as little people and finally decides to prove that there are. But what Gilbert does not know is that there are two of them right under his nose.
Disclaimer: I do not not own anything. *Looks off to the side* I swear
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
~Albert Einstein
Charecters in this chapter:
(^_^)- Gilbert POV
(-_-)- Ludwig POV
(=_=)- Feliciano POV
('_')- Lovino POV
~.I am going to tell you a long story so sit down and drink something tasty.~
The morning is bright and pure, rays spreading everywhere for every living thing to see. That means things that people doesn't think exists too. Every bird is chirping, people stretching, waking up from visions they see when eyes close at night, and hidden things, awakening from their deep slumber. The sounds of wind blowing softly against the green-healthy trees could be heard as people open their windows to take in a deep breath of fresh air, sun rising slowly and steadily, looking like a painted picture waiting to be seen by people that lurks in this small town named Hetalia.
There are things that lurks in this small town that no on knows of, exception to the awesome Gilbert and us of course. Gilbert is an albino Prussian, that has come here to Hetalia to live with his brother to see Petites. Gilbert learned about them from his grandfather. His grandfather would always tell him stories about how he had one and treated his Petite as if it was his buddy, and why they left, and ever sense then, Gilbert was interested in them.
Petites are small people who are completely useless and are very helpful in a way. They can sing you lullaby's, send a letter to whom ever you may want to sent it to without any complaints, do your homework, and etc. Back then, Petites were known everywhere, but now, they are just history. Rumor has it that they left because they were tired of being servants, some others say that they all died, but no one really knows what happened to them except for Gilbert's grandfather.
Most Petites are ditsy and a bit are smart, that is an unexplained thing that scientist couldn't figure out.
But...I am trailing off now. What about the beginning of this story?
It all starts with Gilbert's arrival...Gilbert's point of view...
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(^_^)
I get out of the crowded train, holding my black bags in my each hand. My red eyes look from the left to the right, looking for my brother West. West is my younger bruder, a large man with baby blue eyes, blonde hair that's bright like the sun, and has a stoic look on his young-pale face. He's a damn workaholic, never wants to stop working, even if he was half way dead he wouldn't stop working towards what he wants. Maybe that's why I look up to him at times, because he is always doing what he needs to do and I always fool around. I can't help it though, it just comes naturally.
When I caught a glimpse of blonde hair, I immediately turned to it, seeing west with a stoic look on his face, as always.
"Hey! West!" I cried, waving my hand as I jogged over to him. West gave me an annoyed look and I just shook it off.
"So, West? How have you been?" I asked, grinning. West turned away, looking at the train take off with a frown on his face.
"I've been doing fine East," he said, voice deep enough for it to be a growl.
"Good, now let's get to your house! The awesome me has arrived, Kesesesesesesese...," I said, marching ahead of West.
'I can't wait to finally see Petites...if I could find them.'
(-_-)
I can't believe that he has to stay with me...well...I will have to deal with it because I know there is no way I am going to change his mind. Gilbert I not my actual brother, and I am happy about that because he gets on my nerves. Plus, to top it all off, he has a mouth problem. He starts saying dirty things to girls all the time and they end up hating his guts.
Then, he actually believes that there are petites in this world. I mean come on, how hard is it to act like an adult? I know opa told him about the petites but opa is crazy in the head, you can't believe what he says.
*sigh*
I swear, what am I going to do with him?
"West~," Gilbert whined. What now?
"Vhat?"
"...Pfft," he spat. What the hell is he laughing for?
"West~," he whined again. Okay, now this is pissing me off.
"VHAT!" I yelled, drawing attention. I blushed and continued to walk but faster.
"Kesesesesese..."
I growled.
"Vhat is so funny?"
"Your accent man, it's totally hilarious," he said, chuckling a little, looking at me with his red eyes. I always wondered about those eyes, they are weird.
I rolled my eyes.
"Vhat ever," I said.
(=_=)
"Veh~ It's such a nice day today," I sighed, listening to the nature around me. Birds chirping, leaves whistling, and humans waking up from their sleep.
Us Petites can hear from far, far away so that's why I can hear all this happening, when I am the smallest thing here. I find it weird sometimes when my nonno and fratello hide stuff from me. Like one time, I was waking up in the morning and I decided to make some breakfast and I went into the kitchen to find a book on the counter...
The morning is bright and happy and Feliciano is just waking up from his sleep, rubbing one of his honey colored eye, yawning loudly; causing tears to fall out of the corner of his eye.
"Veh~," Feli sighed as he stretched.
Growl.
"Veh~?, I need something to eat," he said, patting his stomach.
Feli walked out of his room, into the kitchen, to see a book sitting on the velvet colored counter.
"Veh?" he stated, cocking his head to the side, bangs swishing along with it.
Feli walked to the counter, looking down at the book to see the title. 'Petite history' it read.
'Wow, there is actually history about us?' Italy thought, smiling and picking the book up. He is truly happy that he will be able to read history about his people and him of course. But when Feli opened the book a bit, his brother Lovino, took it away from him.
"Huff, huff, huff," he breathed, bending down, holding on to his right knee. "Che diavolo stai facendo bastardo?" Lovino asked, looking up at Feli.
Feli frowned.
"I was about to read that."
"Yeah, yeah...," Lovino said, walking off with the book, leaving Feli in the kitchen all alone.
...hmmm...yeah...weird...
('_')
I sat in the kitchen , at the table with my nonno, leaning on to my right hand, waiting for my ditsy fratello to come home. He has been outside for longer then he was supposed to, and he normally doesn't stay out to long when I am not with him. Maybe I should check up on him.
"Hey nonno, I'm going to check up on Feli, he has been out to long," I said, standing up from my seat. Nonno smiled up at me, shoving some pasta Feli made before he left into his mouth. He nodded his head, and I left the house, walking to the tree Feli always goes to.
That is the end of this chapter, I hope you all will like this because I worked really hard on this.
Who can figure out what this means?
小柄な
Whom ever figures out what this means gets to get a preview of what happens on the next chapter.
Italian:
nonno- grandpa
fratello- brother
Che diavolo stai facendo bastardo?- What the hell are you doing bastard?
German:
bruder- brother
opa- grandpa