Hallo~! Mia here. This is probably going to become another multi-chapter story but it won't follow a regular pattern. These are going to be drabbles about the PruCan family. I'll be writing them as I think of things to write so it might not updated every week. But I'll try to at least upload a new one every week or so. Enjoy~
Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia, trust me, I wouldn't be writing right now ^^'' I only own my writing and my OCs.
Writing Styles:
Normal
Emphasize
Loud Thoughts
Axel "Speaking"
Ages:
Grant and Liam: 6
Axel: 3
Grant's POV
"How the hell do you do this?"
Those were the very first words I heard when I opened my eyes. And they weren't spoken quietly either! It was the loud, angry yelling of a boy who was close to killing said thing. Guess it's time to get up. Oh well...
I sat up slowly and threw my bundled X-Men covers off my legs. 'I swear, this house was specially designed to be cold...' Shivering slightly, I grabbed my pajama pants and tugged them on. 'I've got to be as quiet or I'll wake h-'
"Grant?"
Damn it! I turned to stare at the big magenta eyes that were staring back at me. A little blonde head was barely peeking out from my open door.
Axel.
His small hands were tightly gripping the door frame, as if he would run away at any given second. When he saw that I wasn't going to come closer, he walked a tiny bit closer. He was still in his Superman pj's, which were too big for him because they're actually mine. Or were. We just got Axel last night so we didn't really expect a half-naked boy to be dumped like trash on our doorstep. And all this could have been avoid had those lawyer bastards just let Axel stay with us since day one. But no~ 'It's the rules! He must stay at a foster home til the trial ends.' The rules, my butt!
Oh Pardon me, I should explain. See, Axel's parents weren't the best and they didn't try to hide it. Many a days, we'd go to school and see the poor kid playing all alone on a yard fulled with bottles, blunts, and used condoms. And let's not forget the cuts. Mama says that it's because of all the glass but I don't think someone can be that clumsy.
As I pulled on my shirt, Axel was slowly walking closer until he was standing a the foot of my bed. I don't know if he knows it or not but he was shaking. 'Oh mon petit (Little one)...' I knelt down slowly (so I wouldn't scare him) and looked at his sleepy eyes. "Good morning, Axel. How did you sleep?"
The gently face gazed up at me and I swear, my heart just swooned. This is one of the sweetest kids in my whole neighborhood yet he's too scared to speak. So instead, he took out a piece of paper and a crayon and wrote.
"I slept good. Mr. Beilschmidt and Mr. Williams are both very sweet for letting me sleep with them. I'm very grateful for the pajamas too. I love Superman!" He turned around to show me the cape that was attached to the back and ran around my room. He's so...cute!
"Hehe, I'm glad you liked it. I have tons of Superman clothes that are too small for me so you can wear them if you'd like. But tell me, it's barely 7 am. Why are you up so early?"
Axel stopped in mid-run and looked over at me. He ran back and took the crayon again. "I heard yelling...and I got scared. For a second, I thought I was back home...hehe, silly me, right?" And then I felt as if someone slammed their fist into my throat. That little line brought into microscope focus the scars, the bruises, that burn marks. Every single thing that those bastard did to turn him into a broken doll. I could feel my hands forming into tiny fists as my blood started slowly rising. 'No no. I can't get angry. It'll just scare him.'
"Ugh! Stupid thing!"
Another loud yell came from down the hall. Axel and I looked at each other before grinning. "Wanna go see what Liam's doing?" I held out my hand and held my breath. He looked at it for a second before taking a hold of it and nodding.
We walked down the hall and peeked into the kitchen. Liam was sitting in the middle of the kitchen, covered in flour. All the way from head to toe. Kumajirou was snuggled up next to him with a flour-covered nose. "Liam, what are you doing?"
A face, identical to mine, looked up with the blue-purple eyes of our Mommy. He broke into a large grin and patted the spot next to him. "Hey! Come here! Bring Axie too." He then processed to blow flour into Kuma's face. Dumb ass...
I gripped Axel's hand tighter because I felt him slowly starting to shake again. Even before he was here, he only liked talking to Mommy. Then he started opening up to me but not so much. But Liam...has a very loud persona. Like Vati. Tugging him gently, we walked over to Liam and sat down. All around us there were several ingredients laying around half opened and a large bowl with a spoon. I could tell that Liam was trying really hard not to stare at Axel as to not make him uncomfortable but he was failing miserably. So, limme help him out. "So, what are you making?"
"I was...trying to make pancakes." He was whispering (which was so un-Liam like) and looking down at his small hands. Axel looked at him with those big curious eyes before looking back at me. I could only shrug because I've never seen my brother this way. Maybe it's because of Mommy's-
"We'll help you. If you want us too, of course."
Two pair of blueish eyes turned to the little blonde boy in shock. Hell, even Kumajirou was looking at him. Axel just talked. Out loud. To Liam. And he was just looking at us like we both grew three heads. This kid never speaks to Liam. Never. He hardly speaks to me or Mommy!
Liam just kept opening and closing his mouth like he wanted to say something so pretty much, he looked like a retarded fish. I rolled my eyes before slapping him upside the head. "Speak, dummy!" He glared at me before looking back at Axie, who was slowly extending his hand to pet Kuma. Smiling softly, I took his hand gently and placed it on the bear's fluffy head.
"Go on. He doesn't bite!" Nodding slowly, he ran his stubby fingers through the soft white fur. With every stroke, Kumajirou's growl of content grew louder and louder, until he was practically pudding in Axel's hands.
"Hey, someone's up early. Actually, make that three!"
Everyone looked up at the tall, long-limbed man standing at the doorway. Our Vati obviously just got out of bed because of his hair was all messed up and he had his Batman pj's on. His ruby eyes scanned the kitchen before sighing and walking over to us. "You boys sure made a mess, huh?" He crouched down to our level and raised a single eyebrow. "Wanna tell me what this is about?"
Axie and I turned to Liam, who was desperately trying to make himself invisible. "I-I was trying to make pancakes..."
Vati looked slightly confused before nodding to urge him on. "But why not just wait for Mommy or Vati to wake up and make them?"
I glanced at Liam and saw that he was blushing ever so slightly. When he answered, it was a quiet whisper. "I wanted to make them for Mommy. And for Axel. But I can't and now I made a mess and you're mad and I can't do anything right!" Tiny, ever so tiny crystal clear orbs formed at the corner of his eyes until they started falling in two straight lines.
"Woah, woah! Relax, buddy. It's alright, Vati's not mad at you." Vati took my twin into his arms and rocked him gently while rubbing his back with his big hands. Axel looked down for a second before crawling over and taking hold of Liam's hand.
"It's ok, Big Brother. We'll help you. I promise!"
You should have seen my Vati's face! Just like the rest of us, Vati hasn't heard Axel speak much, and defiantly not this happy. But the determined look in his eyes was no joke. Liam was in pure shock, so all he could do was hold on tight to that little toddler's hand.
"Thank you, Axe-"
"Well, this is were all my boys were! Why's everyone up so early?"
"Mommy!" Three voices chorused through the room before three boys ran up and gently hugged the stomach of their Mother.
"Boys, be careful with your mommy. He's having morning sickness again." Obviously, Liam and I understood but Axel didn't. He looked at both of us with a very confused face.
"Mommy sicky?"
At that, our mommy just giggled and pet the top of his blonde head. "It means that when I wake up, I have an upset stomach. That's all."
"'Cuz our baby brother is in there!"
"No, you dummy! It's a girl!"
"Oh yeah? Well, she's gonna look like me. So ha!"
"We're twins, you idiot!"
I swear, my brother is a straight up dumb ass sometimes...
Meanwhile, Vati was laughing his butt off while Mommy glared at him. "I wonder where they picked up that word from, huh Gilbert?" Dripping sarcasm~
"I didn't teach them, I swear!"
Mom just sighed before lifting us both onto the counter. "Now boys, stop arguing. You might scare Axel." Liam and I looked at each other before leaning over to peek at Axel, who was toying with his Superman cape. I guess he felt the eyes watching him because he looked up and smiled a pearly white smile.
"It's OK, Mommy. I'm not scared of my big brothers. And just for the record...she's gonna look like me."
Oh, that smug grin. He's defiantly a Beilschmidt.
And our Vati's jaw breaking, shit eating grin didn't help. He took the boy into his arms and puffed out his chest like a proud papa bear. "So, how 'bout those pancakes?"
They sure take after their Vati o.O
Grant has a little potty mouth xD Spending too much time with Daddy dear. For more info on Axel, go read his self-titled oneshot!
I hope you enjoyed it~
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Adios~
-Mia