Winter Schnee nervously paced throughout the room in the most dignified way possible. Her back arched as prominently as ever, arms folded at her lower back, the left holding the right. Her head occasionally breaking rank and looking at the floor as though it held the answer to her problems. It was as if she were instructing new recruits though not sure what to do as her face told a much different story. "It has been a while since I last saw her. I barely remember the last time we were both here." She spoke to the wall as if it truly cared while picking up a picture frame she kept on her night stand. Gazing at the photo she saw a younger version of herself and a much younger version of Weiss. "This was the day I graduated from the Atlas academy". Weiss's face was beaming with pride for her sister. "I think she was more proud of me that day than I was of myself." As the next thought entered her mind a rare tear came into her eye. "Why didn't I play with her more when she was younger? Why did It take until now to realize that was all she wanted. She just wanted to be a kid, but no I felt it was more important that we live up to our name. I never helped take care of her I just let the servants do it. When she wanted bunk beds I told her they were childish and unfit for a Schnee." Winter thought longingly how much closer they would be if she had done just that. "Maybe..Maybe if she got my letter she'll find it in herself to grant me this one gift this year.. Another chance." With that winter sat on the edge of her bed and waited.
Weiss looked at the paper she had written the information down on as her elevator ascended. The elevator dinged, reading the fifth floor, the number that matched her paper. She sighed, and stepped out. It was scary, surely, that her sister would invite her here, out of the blue. Had she done something wrong? Embarrassed the family somehow? She shook her head and stood up straighter than she usually would as she walked down the hallway towards her destination. She kept her bag from dragging on the ground, though it was heavy, and tried to keep her posh wits about her, regardless of how nervous she was. She reached the door that her sister was surely behind, and pivoted to face it. With a deep breath she reached for the door handle, before retracting quickly. Was it okay to just walk in? She kicked herself for a moment, thinking of the scolding she could have gotten, Winter would have hated that. So with another deep breath, she knocked a few times, hard, just so she would seem confident. "Winter? I'm here." She called through the door.
Winter awoke with a start to the sound of an authoritative knock on the front door followed by the sound of her dear sister stating that she was there meaning she had ascended to the fifth floor of the building where her quarters resided. "How could I have possibly dozed off?" Though she knew the answer thinking back to how little she had slept last night. "Why am I so worried it will either work out or it won't.."Stopping herself before a panic attack could set in."Come in sister I'm in here." Weiss entered as Winter emerged from the bedroom. She was wearing her normal uniform and her hair was up as usual. "Hello It is good to see you. Did you have a good trip? Did you eat well and get adequate sleep during the journey?" She fired off the questions as if it were a pop quiz."I know my ship can be accommodating but it is not quite like home is it?" The last question seeming somewhat out of character. She then realized she was still being her usual self and stopped immediately, relaxed her posture a little, and sat down on the couch gesturing for Weiss to do the same. "Please sit down and rest. You must be a little tired after the trip?"
As Weiss entered she took a quick glance over her sisters place. It was simple, large, and it certainly had that Winter flair of tidiness to it. She smiled at her sister, and greeted her back. "Hi Winter, it's nice to see you too." She replied, with a bit too much cheer in her voice. She tried to retract that cheer, but she was genuinely happy to see her sister again. She placed her bag by the door, and followed her sister into her living room. She was kind of hoping to see a less official looking version of her big sister than she'd grown used to seeing, but was disappointed she looked as proper as usual. "Um, yes, I ate and slept well. It went well." She stuttered. Which is when she was invited a seat on the couch. "Oh, of course." She once again stuttered, but promptly joined her sister. She hadn't really taken notice to Winter's slight change in demeanour, but she still had the guts to ask her burning question. "So, I got your letter...and well I'm here, and I don't know why." She explained, searching for an answer.
Winter noticed Weiss's stutters, but let them slide given she had made a vow to change how she treated her. She wasn't sure why she seemed so nervous until she realized the letter wasn't very descriptive. Then she looked down realizing she was still in her usual attire. "Oh I'm so sorry. I meant to change before you arrived. Seeing me like this and not being told why you were to report here to me.. You must have thought you were in trouble. Please make yourself at home I will be right back." Winter rose and departed to her room where she proceeded to change quickly as not to keep her sister waiting longer than necessary. Winter emerged from her room in a white fitted pair of silk pajamas and black slippers. Her hair still up though somehow looking more relaxed, her jewelry gone. "That's better." She exclaimed, real relief in her voice. "I had meant to do that earlier, but I..didn't get to it." She explained remembering her embarrassing moment of weakness falling asleep sitting up fully dressed. Winter all but slouched back onto the couch looking the most relaxed Weiss could ever remember seeing her. "Would you like to freshen up at all first or do you want to know why I asked you here? I would have already said why, but this is very difficult for me to discuss."She asked noticing the slightly surprised and confused look on her sisters face while knowing she must still be worried as to the nature of her visit.
Weiss simply nodded, agreeing with her sister that she should go get changed. For the short while she left, Weiss took a look around Winter's place, but didn't bother to get up. She noted the walls were mostly bare, and the kitchen to her left seemed so tidy it might have never even been touched. She gulped, wondering what her sister would think if she accidentally made a mess of the place. She was broken out of her thought however, when Winter returned, it what seemed to be very comfortable PJ's. Weiss couldn't help but smile a bit, she hadn't seen her sister in such relaxed clothing since they were very young. She also took serious note of how Winter sat onto the couch, nothing proper about it. In fact, her posture was horrible! Odd for her sister, very odd. But the edge was taken off a good little bit from how her sister was acting. She looked down at her clothes compared to her sisters when asked if she wanted to freshen up, and while she did suddenly feel overdressed, she really wanted to know why she was here in the first place. "I'd really like to know why you invited me here, I'm just glad I'm not in trouble." She admitted, thinking she could change later.
"That is understandable." As she spoke Winter was clearly relaxed, but she still had a professional tone about her. "I promise it was not my intent for you to think that. I apologize for any discomfort that may have caused."Weiss looked even more surprised by how she was being spoken to. "Anyway onto why I have asked you here. Dear sister.. Weiss I. I have come to a realization. One I wish I'd have made years ago. Winter took a few pauses and deep breaths in between. Clearly straining at the words. "I messed up with you. I missed opportunities to be the loving big sister you deserved."You may say I didn't have much of a choice given how we were raised and how our time then was so monopolized, but I say it is no excuse. I wish I had cared for you when you were little played with you more. I should have returned the love that you clearly had for me." Winter was all but crying now. Nearly starting to sob. "I guess I just want to say that I'm sorry. W.. you give me the best gift this year and let me start over with you?" Weiss wasn't sure what her sister meant, but decided to hug her now anyway and continue to listen. "I .. I don't know how you could possibly agree to give me this. I..it's so much to ask, but would you be my baby sister again?" Finished with what she felt was the hardest part Winter pulled back a bit to look Weiss in the eyes and waited what felt like an eternity for a response. She was slightly shaking by this point.
Weiss sat silently as her sister rambled on about their missed childhood together. Sure, she was cold when they were growing up, but Weiss had learned quickly that was just how Winter was. In fact, this new pajama wearing teary eyed version of her sister was entirely new to her. She accepted the hug that she was given, and hugged Winter back tightly, trying to calm her down. "Really it's not like..." She tried to interject, but Winter kept going, And she was confused by the question. "What do you mean? I am your baby sister." She confirmed, the fact that she was younger than her sister was no mystery. It was all very weird. She didn't want to see Winter with tears in her eyes though, so she wanted to listen further. "What do you mean? I can do...whatever really." She said nodding as she broke the hug.
Hearing Weiss say that she would do it as she looked into her for the answer brought pure joy to Winter's heart. "Oh really? You will?" But as she said this Winter was brought back to some of the confused statements Weiss made while she was blubbering. "Right you don't seem to fully understand do you? What I mean is to actually have you as my baby sister again. As in treat you like you were a baby again. That would mean everything that goes with it. I would feed you, play with you, put you down for naps, change you, and bathe you. Everything really. Everything I didn't do when you were little." Winter waited and tried to gauge a response from Weiss. "Are you sure you are still up for it? The last thing I want to do now if force you to do anything you aren't comfortable with sister."
Weiss listened closely as Winter explained, Her eyes widened in disbelief, as she looked straight ahead, away from Winter. It didn't sound entirely terrible, other than the bathing part. She could even be okay with an occasional nap, but what she didn't think of was what the 'changing' part would actually mean. She was silent for a few moments, and thought about rejecting it. There was something though, in the way Winter was opening up to her, that wouldn't let her. "...Alright. How do we get started?" She asked sheepishly, placing her hands on her lap. Besides, surely Winter wouldn't take it too far, she was still Winter after all.
Winter was delighted that Weiss had not run away immediately as she was describing the various things she wished of her sister. Though she did notice Weiss go very wide eyed and start staring off into the distance at the mention of bathing and changing. She new some reassurance would be needed. She was put at ease as Weiss posed the question of how they would begin. "Well sister that depends entirely on what you are comfortable with we can do all or only some of the things I mentioned, at first at least." Winter sat up a bit more formally at this point out of respect for the situation. "I don't promise to know much about of any of it honestly, but I have done some research on it and what would be most enjoyable for both of us." Winter paused for a moment her arms folded in her lap looking down at them before looking back at her sister. "Well then what would you like to do? We can start whenever you are ready."
Weiss was getting a but impatient now, she was still kind of in the dark about what Winter meant. Even though it was explained to her, she didn't really grasp it. "Well, if I'm supposed to be a baby...aren't you supposed to call the shots? Unless you want me to start crying." She joked, as she tried to add some levity to the situation. She wasn't sure if it was something that she should be taking so seriously, or if Winter was just being Winter. She shifted a bit, thinking. "Well, I should probably go put on some more casual clothes then." She thought aloud, looking down at her usual outfit. She once again, didn't think of the changing aspect of the role she had volunteered for, and got up off the couch, intent on changing.
In hearing Weiss's response Winter was a little bit confused as she thought she had been clear. She then thought to herself "Maybe I need to be a bit more specific." She laughed a little at Weiss's play threat of throwing a tantrum. "Maybe she is getting it." She thought. Upon hearing Weiss state that she would go change clothes now did comfort her a bit."Yes dear it might help to get comfortable first." She stated as Weiss walked off to get dressed. Winter then thought to herself, "Perhaps I should just decide for her if that's what she wants. I am just being too much my usual self?" She mused. "I wonder what cloths she brought with her..?" Winter wondered knowing that Weiss had thought this was a less than friendly visit.
Weiss retreated into what she imagined was her siblings bedroom. She dug through her bag, thinking what would be an appropriate choice. It was only the middle of the afternoon, but, it seemed like Winter thought PJ's were a good idea, so she may as well join her. She dug to the bottom of her bag, placing her clothes to the side, and took out her pastel pink, silk pajama bottoms. She quickly disrobed from her usual silver dress, elected to keep her plain white panties and bra on, and slid the pants up her legs. She didn't really have a shirt to match however, so she opted for a simple black tank top she had brought, she would probably sleep in that anyway. As she went to clean up the mess of clothes she made, she stopped. Her sister wanted her to be a baby? Well, babies make messes and don't clean them up. With a smile, she even kicked a little pile of clothes she made to make the mess more complete, and left the room.
She sighed as she rounded the corner and stood in front of the couch her sister was still on. "Okay, well we're both comfortable now. So now...I guess you start doing your thing." She reasoned, still not knowing the road this was going to go down.
Winter was glad she was ready and had made up her mind on how this was going to go."Very well sit down dear and I will explain the rules. As Weiss sat down Winter continued nearly barking the command. "You may still talk normal as that should be the easiest. Everything will work off of my schedule and you will like it." With that she smiled already liking the control she had. "First things first you will be diapered at all times no exceptions. You will use them for EVERYTHING. I will determine when you need changing you will not tell me. If you do I may wait a bit longer to check for myself than I would have otherwise. Every meal I will feed to you myself. I will decide when you need a bath and when it is time for a nap and when we will go to bed." Winter paused to take a breath and see how Weiss was taking this. She then continued, "You will get to give your input and mostly decide what we do for activities so it's not all bad." She then slid over and put her arm around her sister. "You still sure you're ready? There is no turning back."
Everything went right over Weiss' head right off the bat. The first thing her sister had mentioned totally stunned her. Though she did wait until her sister was done, she didn't really internalize anything other than the diapering. "Diapered!?" She nearly screeched. Winter had to be kidding, but she certainly had taken back a little bit to the commanding tone Weiss was used to hearing. "Yeah right! That sounds more like Ruby than me!" She commented, looking at her sister incredulously. She was under the impression that this was all just a big joke at this point, but held back some laughter. "Sure, let's 'start'." She agreed foolishly, unaware of just how serious Winter was being.