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~Chapter One~

Eighteen Years Earlier

Snow covered earth. Lumps of fluffy white sheets and feathered flakes peppering the area. Ten year old Madeline smiled with wide, pink cheeks and lifted her head up towards the swirly sky. It was somehow warmer here, in her own little land, than her home.

She dragged her plush bear behind her trail and walked over to the lone red swingset in the middle of the open area. She passed the sandbox filled with snow and blue, plastic slide. She jumped up on the swing- brushing off flakes of white- and lifted her teddy bear, Kumajairo, to sit atop her lap.

She giggled softly and began to hum to herself. She stretched her arms out and leaned back then leaned forward swiftly. She loved moments like these. Where she could escape and pretend and feel like flying- if only for a moment.

Winter was never frightening or cold to her. She felt her happiest here. This was her home. Not the place with thin walls filled with tremors and cold shoulders and constant yelling and- She shook her head and made a gruff noise. 'Bad thoughts! Go away, I don't want these!' But they were memories, so naturally, they would never vanish completely.

Madeline sighed and kicked her shoes in front of her, her breath condensing in the air.

"I've got 'im!" a young albino boy, crouched down next to a small shrub, cried out ferociously. He threw his amo- a snowball- and ducked away hearing it hit his opponent- his brother, Ludwig- and a furious yell.

"Gilbert!" He could hear loud footsteps coming close behind and he fastened his pace, peaking over his shoulder and sticking his tongue out, before getting shot in the head with a round peice of snow.

"Shizer! Who was- Damn you Eliza!" He screeched from the ground and shot up, wiping his back from the snow. Elizaveta ran up to him and laughed wildly in his reddened face. She hunched over and tried to catch her breath while still pouring out chuckles.

Gilbert rolled his eyes and grinned mishieviously. He grabbed a snowball and shoved it down her sweater. He watched her face scruntch up and blew off before she could kill him. She'd almost done so before the last time he angered her. He pushed forward until he knew he was out of sight. He panted heavily and could hear a 'Piyo!' from the top of his silver head. He grinned and pet his bird, leaning on a tree near the park.

"They're... no match for... ze awesome... me... right Gil... bird?" He made out, coughing between words and trying to keep his breathing steady.

He felt his head and searched for his little buddy but was met with a vacant spot. He scruntched his brows and called out to his pet shortly after hearing another loud 'Piyo!'

He groaned and trudged forward, squinting his eyes from the falling snow and bringing his scarf closer to his pale neck. He could make out a fuzzy yellow dot... and a small person.

He brightened.

'Cool! I should recruit them for my team and beat their unawesome asses! Unless it's Rodderich. The guy can't fight worth a damn.' He thought and snickered, waving at the person regardless hearing a slight yelp of surprise.

He tilted his head and jogged forward seeing a small girl with blonde pigtails and a red sweatshirt- was that a maple leaf?- stumble on the ground. He had never seen this girl before- or maybe he had but it was so hard for him to keep track of remembering people. He knelt down and picked up her bear, brushing off some fallen snow.

"Sorry, 'bout that. Here. This yours?" He held out the fluffy bear to which he only recieved a small nod in return. She carefully reached out and clutched it, bringing it to her.

"Merci- I-I mean, thank you..." she mumbled through its fur.

Gilbert shrugged.

"No problemo- but uh, you know, sorry for scaring you-"

"Oh no, it-it's fine." she gave him a small, shy smile and picked herself up from the ground.

Gilbert grinned back and watched with raised brows at his bird, who reappeared on the girl's white hat.

'Piyo!' he chirped and flapped his wings.

They both laughed at the scene and Gilbird returned to his master's hands.

"He-he's cute..."

"Ja, danke." The girl grew confused and he gave her an apologetic expression.

"Oh, means thanks. Hey! Um, you busy?"

The girl grew shocked and widened her eyes slightly. She darted her violet eyes everywhere and mumbled out what he could hear as a 'no'. He grinned wickedly and assumed his awesome position which was similar to the stance of superman.

"Wanna come with me? See, I'm battling against some unawesome opponents with my huge amo and right now the other side's winning, so I really need a partner!" Madeline took that whole sentence as a 'do you want to join in a snowball fight?' But she found she liked his explanation better. She giggled softly and nodded her head.

Oh, if only she knew what she'd gotten herself into.

"Great! Come on!"

He pulled her out into the wooded area where they had been 'battling' and shoved a snowball in her hand.

"Ok! You just have to get that girl. She has brown hair and green eyes. Hungarian. Oh, you'll know when you see. And just back me up when I go against my bro who's like a big monster, seriously, guy's freakin' huge. So with me?"

Madeline nodded with slight confusion and was pulled forward yet again to a nearby tree, followed by a 'duck!'. She could hear a plop on the ground beside her and panted from anxiety. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to agree to this. Why had she? She looked over at Gilbert and furrowed her brows in worry. She could see his wide grin and firey eyes which held a crimson color.

She was shocked to see that, but found it was another thing she liked about him. She admired him. Why could she not be this way? What was her obstacle? Gilbert looked back at her after throwing a snowball into the distance and grinned, patting her shoulder. She chuckled and felt tingly- joyous!

Not soon after though, she could hear a faint 'Madeline!' in the distance. Her expression grew somber and she slowly placed her snowball down next to their heap of 'amo'.

"What's wrong?" Gilbert asked her as he threw another, hearing a loud "Ach! Gil!".

She sighed and gathered her bear in her arms, turning to leave.

"I... I have to go-"

"Aw, so soon!"

"Ye-yes... sorry. It-it was fun. Thank you, Gilbert."

"Just call me Gil- or the Awesome-or or the best prussian in the-"

"You are german-" she turned her head to see his tall, blonde brother roll his blue eyes. She looked back at Gilbert and saw no resemblance in his pale features and red orbs. How were they brothers?

"Prussian by blood, Luddy!"

"Still german."

"How many times have we gone over this?" she chuckled softly at his ridiculous rage.

"Um... bye G-Gil." she waved and scampered off towards the clearing, taking time with each step.

"Wait! Guys, take five!" He jogged over to her, nearly falling in the snow.

"What's your name?" he asked, his breath condensing around him. Madeline smiled, surprised.

"O-Oh... it's... It's Madeline. Madeline Williams."

"Well that's a mouthfull. I'ma call you Maddie, kay?"

She stood there and blinked. No one had given her a pet name. No one had actually paid enough attention to in the first place. Except her mother. The occasional 'hey' from her father. She clutched her bear and gazed into his eyes. They were like a warm fire.

Maddie. She liked the ring to it. She smiled at him and nodded.

"Awesome! Well, see ya Maddie!"

She waved as he ran off shouting to continue their war. She giggled and before turning, mumbled a silent,

"See you Gil."

-Lavender Red-

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