Hia, peeps!
Okay, so I read this book series recently…and I had the idea to make Natsu and Lucy Ojibwa people! I'll give translations at the bottom. Sorry for any misspelled words, and characters have the same physical traits. And when I describe the Ojibwe people I'm not trying to be racist, because racism is a terrible thing!
And yes, I got Mikwam from the Birchbark House.
Chapter One:
Niibin Ishkode
"Geygo, Summer Fire! Ondaas!" the boy's mother exclaimed. Like always, the boy had gotten himself in trouble.
He hung his head and slowly walked to her, prepared to get his ears chewed away from his mother's long, boring lectures.
"We accepted you into this family for a reason, Natsu," she said angrily. Summer Fire winced. His mother only used his real name when it was serious. Summer Fire was just the name he had been given when he was adopted into this family.
"Yes, nimaamaa…" he said, not looking at her. She took his chin in her fingers, rough from tanning hides, and moved his face so he could look into her eyes. Summer Fire saw she had softened, started explaining before she got angry again. "Mikwam and I were fighting, and then Black Steel came over and started – "
She held her index finger to her lips. "Bangitoo, quiet, my son. It's okay. Just please." She exhaled slowly. When all the breath was gone and she would have to inhale again, she spoke. "Be silent so your sister, your nishiime, can sleep." She pointed to Summer Fire's younger sister, Wind Girl. She had short, royal blue hair, and kind, warm, brown eyes. She had been adopted as well, and her original name was Wendy. She was five winters, but soon that would change, for biboon was drawing closer.
Suddenly, Summer Fire toppled over and landed right next to Wind Girl with a loud noise. The girl was a light sleeper, so immediately she sat up. Tears filled her eyes, but her brother covered her mouth with his hand just in time. Her cries were quiet, so it was barely a muffled sound.
Summer Fire tucked his sister back under her fur blanket. Her eyelids started to droop, and eventually she gave into their weight. The boy sighed in relief and stood up, forgetting that he had been knocked over.
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The blond girl stood awkwardly in the corner of the wigwam. She watched as children played. They were all so different from her; they had dark hair and bronze skin, while she had blond hair and a pale complexion.
A dash of color caught her eye. She looked up to follow it. There was a boy like her running with the others, with pink hair and slanted eyes. She gasped. He looks like me! she thought, excitement pulsing through her veins. A wide grin crept across her face. She had finally met someone who had been adopted too.
Unless…
No. The people that killed her family; that brought smallpox…they weren't allowed near the Ojibwe...
She walked over to the boy and tapped his shoulder. He turned to face her. His eye color was unlike any other she had seen before. It was gray and brown mixed into one, but shone with many things Lucy couldn't describe.
"Nimaanendam," she said. Noticing his confusion, she hastily added: "For knocking you over earlier…"
He chuckled. His laugh made her heart flutter. "It's no problem." He grinned at her and held out his hand. "My name is Summer Fire."
She placed her hand in his. His smile made her heart flutter too.
"I'm Morning Star."
Uh oh…was this bad…?
I've been working on this story for a while now, actually, but I've been too lazy to post it. By the way, one winter is one year. So if you're ten winters, your ten years old. Lucy and Natsu are eleven.
Translations:
Geygo: Stop that
Ondaas: Come here
Nimaamaa: My mother
Mikwam: Ice (Mikwam is Gray)
Biboon: Winter
Niibin: Summer
Ishkode: Fire
Bangitoo: Be quiet/Get quiet
Nishiime: Younger brother/sister
Nimaanendam: Sorry
