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February 14th – Weiss (Blake is older by a month)

`…`…`…`…`…`…` Weiss – 2 weeks old `…`…`…`…`…`…`

Klein groaned as he was again dragged from sleep by the thin cries coming from the cradle beside his own bed. The small white and blue cradle stood out in the man's dark room, the small heat lamp tilted over it making him wince.

"Ah, Little Snowflake, why do you cry?" He asked as he looked in on the white and blue basket at the tiny red infant inside. Again, he wondered why the Schnee's had given him their tiny daughter. He knew that Jacques thought his wife had been having an affair, but could he be so cold as to hide away his second child? "I'm sure you're hungry." Klein said as he flicked on another lamp and carefully lifted Weiss into his arms, using one arm to hold and support her while using his other to allow her to suck on his finger.

"A warm bottle and a new diaper, and you'll feel better." Klein said, a yawn as he grabbed a small baby blanket from beside the lamp and wrapped Weiss up. Klein was lucky, he supposed, with how massive the manor was, many of the servants had their own room. Klein himself did, allowing him the space he needed to care for this new child without having to worry too much.

With Weiss calmed down, Klein quickly started to fix a bottle for her before returning to his bed to change the girl.

"Klein?" A small knock at his door made the man pause, looking down at a quiet baby before another, more hesitant knock made him quickly wrap Weiss into her clothes and blanket before opening the door.

"Miss Winter, aren't you supposed to be in bed?" Klein said in surprise as he looked down at the small ten year old wrapped in a blanket and looking up at him with big, surprised sapphire eyes.

"I, I wanted to see th-the baby." Winter whispered, afraid to speak as she fidgeted in place and bowed her head. Klein sighed, not out of disappointment in the child in front of him, but out of sadness that she was scared to speak of what Jacques had forbidden everyone from mentioning.

"Well, you're in luck. She's awake." Klein told her, smiling when Winter's head snapped up and she began to bounce in place.

"May I see? Please Klein, please?" Winter pleaded in a whisper as Klein stepped aside for her to enter the room so he could shut the door. "Is that her?" Winter whispered as she saw the little bundle fussing on Klein's bed. Klein nodded his head, his yellow eyes watching as Winter walked over to the bed for a closer look before looking at the now warm bottle on his tiny portable stove.

"She's so little." Winter said in amazement, one pale arm lying beside Weiss as a form of measurement. "Is that normal?" Winter asked, looking up at Klein as he shook the bottle of formula and tested it on his wrist.

"Not usually, Miss Winter, but your little sister arrived a bit early." Klein told her, carefully lifting Weiss up into his arms and laughing lightly at the disgruntled mew he got in return. "Would you like to hold her after she eats?" Klein asked, watching Winter as she kept her eyes glued to Weiss.

"Yes!" Winter spit out excitedly, before coughing as a blush brushed her cheeks. "I mean, if I may." She corrected, not noticing Klein's smile as he nodded and motioned to the spot on the bed next to him.

"Why does Father not want us to talk about her?" Winter asked as she climbed onto the bed to watch. "He got so angry when one of the maids asked about her and Mother cried." She added softly, her brow furrowed in confusion while Klein winced and wished not for the first time that he worked for a kinder family.

"Master Jacques doesn't understand, and your mother worries your sister may leave soon." Klein said after a minute, setting the bottle aside so he could burp Weiss.

"But she just got here?" Winter said in confusion as she watched Klein nod his head.

"That she did, but sometimes people leave as soon as they arrive." Klein told her sadly. He had no real way to explain death to someone so young, and wished he never needed to. "But I'm sure if we are extra careful, she may stay longer." He added when he saw the broken look in Winter's eyes.

"How?" Winter asked, looking up at him with sorrowful eyes that were to use to people coming and going too fast. Klein was determined to get rid of that look, even if only a little bit.

"By giving the Little Snowflake plenty of love and attention." Klein told her, unfazed by the spit up on him as he cleaned a now content Weiss while her sister looked on with a thoughtful gaze. "If we can do that, then she may just stay." He added before carefully giving Weiss to Winter, adjusting the girl's arms around the infant before stepping back to clean himself up.

"Hello Little Snowflake, I'm Winter and I'm going to give you lots of love so you can stay forever." Winter whispered, smiling when Weiss smiled up at her and let out a yawn. "I'm going to be the best big sister so you won't notice when Father or Mother go away." Winter added as she yawned as well. Klein sighed at the ten year old's words, a child as young as she shouldn't say those things.

"Would you like to sleep here tonight?" Klein asked as he looked at the two very tired girls on his bed. Winter shook her head with her eyes closed, missing the soft look on Klein's face as he gently took Weiss from Winter and returned her to her cradle. "Let's return you to your room then, Miss Winter." Klein said, wrapping the girl in the blanket she had arrived in before picking her up. Checking on Weiss one last time to see the infant already asleep, Klein quickly walked out of his room to take Winter back to hers. He got the feeling that both girls would become regular company in his room after tonight.

`…`…`…`…`…`…`…`…`…` Weiss – 6 Months `…`…`…`…`…`…`…`…`

Klein glanced up from where he was ironing when he heard the door open, smiling when he saw Winter slipping into the large laundry room. Judging from the Atlas Combat School uniform she still wore, the girl had most likely just arrived home.

"Miss Winter! What brings you down here?" He asked as Winter's face broke out into a smile as she ran up to him.

"I wanted to see Weiss!" Winter told him, her eyes shining as she climbed up on top of the large washing machine to watch him. "Did you know that Bridge a deer General Ironwood was coming? Father says he's a butt." Winter said, stumbling over the unfamiliar rank

"Ah, Brigadier General, what do you think I should make for tea then?" Klein asked, repeating the rank properly for Winter as she played with Weiss, who sat in a bouncy chair on the drier.

"Raspberry bars! With a dipping sauce, too." The eleven year old giggled, smiling even brighter when Weiss smiled and cooed in delight. "Can Weiss have some?" She asked as she let Weiss grab her fingers and allow Winter to move them around.

"Not yet, maybe she can taste some juice though." Klein said as he hung up the jacket he had ironed and turned to the two girls. "Let's see what we can make in the kitchens today?" Klein said, playfully lifting Winter off the machine and into the air while humming at a smiling Weiss.

"Now, how shall I carry you, Little Snowflake?" Klein said as Winter giggled from where she was being held up in the air. "Shall I do it like this?" He asked, shifting Winter to one hand and lightly brushing his free hand over Weiss' face.

"Or this?" He asked, bouncing the chair slightly and making Weiss squeal in delight.

"Klein!" Winter giggled from where she was, looking down at the bright yellow eyes as they smiled up at her. "Put me down!" She laughed, grabbing onto his wrists as he grabbed her and gently set her down on the floor. Winter bounced around the room, waiting as Klein unbuckled Weiss and lifted her up into his arms.

"Why is she wearing pink?" Winter asked as they walked to the kitchen, Winter staying a few steps ahead so she could walk backwards and watch Klein and Weiss.

"I think she looks nice, a very cute color for the Little Snowflake." Klein said, tapping Weiss' nose and making her smile. Winter went silent, her face reflecting her thoughts as she looked down at the pale blue grey skirt and blouse she wore.

"Can I wear pink?" She asked quietly, slowing down to walk beside Klein as they got to the stairs that led to the kitchens.

"Hmm, I think a beautiful purple would look better." Klein told her, smiling when Winter's face lit up again.

"I want a purple dress! And Weiss can wear a pink one and we can dance together." The eleven year old told him, making him laugh and drawing the attention of the few cooks inside the large kitchen. The cooks, like many of the servants now, knew the man took care of the Schnee girls so their only reaction to seeing them was to smile.

"Brigadier General Ironwood will be visiting, Winter suggested we make raspberry bars." Klein told the group, watching them nod and Winter glow with pride at her choice. "Let's get to it then." Klein told them, setting Weiss down on a small pallet that was kept in there for the infant and letting Winter watch her.

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"James, a pleasure to see you." Jacques greeted the younger man as he was led into the study of the male Schnee. The man, dressed in a sleek uniform and with his hair brushed back, nodded in reply before looking around the room with a blank expression. "What brings you here?" Jacques asked, motioning to a chair in front of his desk while a servant stepped forward to serve the men tea and raspberry bars.

"Nothing of serious consequence." James said after a few seconds, hard eyes on the other man. "I heard you have a new daughter, my congratulations." He said as he nodded his thanks to the servant and took a small bite of the snack.

"Yes, quite a surprise but a welcome addition to the family." Jacques said, his voice hesitant at first before he gave a smile that didn't reach his eyes. James nodded, noticing the immediate way the other man's fists clenched and his jaw tighten before speaking.

"Is something the matter with her? Surely, a proud father such as yourself would be flaunting having another heir?" He asked, sipping his tea as he watched the man's eyes narrow before he snapped his fingers and glared at the servant as they mumbled an apology and quickly left. "Jacques?" James said, his face neutral but his eyes shining as he seemed to reveal the nerve he had struck with the man.

"Do you even know her name?" James asked and was satisfied when the cup in the other man's hand cracked, releasing a drop of tea onto the desk. "If anything, anything at all, goes wrong with those girls I will take them." James said after a tense silence, setting his tea down as he prepared for a battle of wills.

"If you don't want to work on border control, you will do nothing." Jacque sneered at the younger man, seeming confident he held the upper hand.

"Two seats on the council." James said idly, flicking his wrist to look at the watch there. "That holds a lot of sway in a council of ten." He added as if commenting on the weather. "Don't forget what you did. Because I won't and if those girls have to suffer then I WILL take them." He forced out, his voice holding no room for argument as he stood up and left, turning his back to the furious man and holding his breath.

"Ah, Brigadier General, uh Sir!" Winter stumbled, trying to greet the man that had just walked out of her father's study. James smiled at her, before looking down a little further to see a tiny little pair of blue eyes watching him.

"Ah, you must be Winter and this must be your new sister." James said, bending down to wave a few fingers in front of Weiss while Winter watched him nervously. Weiss was pretty small, much smaller than he remembered Winter being when she was born, but the infant seemed happy and healthy as she giggled and tried to grab at his fingers.

"This is Weiss, Kl- a servant asked that I take her to her room." Winter said hurriedly, her eyes looking away from James and at the door of the study.

"Hmm, it seems rather odd for a Schnee to take orders from a servant. Wouldn't you agree?" James asked, looking at startled blue eyes as Winter opened and closed her mouth trying to answer. "Lead on, your sister's already falling asleep." James said standing back up after glancing down to see Weiss yawn wide enough to drop the small pink and yellow pacifier out of her mouth.

"You won't tell Father?" Winter asked softly, making James' eyes widen and look at Winter in a mixture of curiosity and worry. "I'm not supposed to see her." She admitted quietly and James nodded, forcing his anger not to show as he imagined going back into the study and beating the man.

"Well, let's keep it a secret, okay?" James said and found it a little easier to smother the anger when he saw Winter light up at his words.

`…`…`…`…`…` Weiss – 11 months, First Christmas `…`…`…`…`…`…`…`

Klein quickly walked over to the tall white Christmas tree several people had set up in the Schnee Ballroom to grab Weiss before the curious girl could grab any of the empty but sparkly boxes.

"Ke," Weiss whined, squirming in his arms, and reaching for the new and unknown boxes. "Oon!" The girl demanded, pouting at Klein as he ignored her demand and simply adjusted her.

"As pretty as they are, we mustn't touch." Klein said, his eyes shifting to a warm brown-gold as he shook a finger in front of the pouting girl's face. "Ah, Little Snowflake, if you keep pouting Winter will be sad." Klein feigned sadness, his eyes turning blue as Weiss perked up and bounced in his arms.

"Win-Win!" Weiss chanted, looking around the room as if her sister stood in the shadows or would pop out from behind one of the decorators.

"Hmm, she should be home soon." Klein told the excited child, nodding at a few people before walking out with a wiggling child in his arms.

"Oon." Weiss whined, twisting, and pushing at Klein in an attempt to escape him. "Oon eez." Weiss pouted as she looked up at the warm brown-gold eyes that smiled at her.

"That's better." He told her with a tap on the nose before setting her down on the floor to walk. Since learning the skill from Winter, Weiss had been determined not to be carried around. Klein had been disappointed he had missed her first steps but he had to smile at the determination the tiny girl had as she wobbled next to him, her hands holding onto his pants leg as she tried to keep up with his slow pace.

"Ah, and who might you be?" A deep voice asked from ahead of the duo, making both look up, Klein with apprehension and Weiss with curiosity. The man in front of them sat in a wheelchair, his face open and blue eyes friendly while his white hair held a red tint. He wore a large black suit with a long red scarf around his neck that showed signs of age that matched the man's wrinkles. His legs were covered in a warm red, brown, and green blanket but the man still looked ready to stand at a moment's notice. The servant behind the man, holding another heavier coat wore a brown suit similar to what Klein wore and seemed happy to be around the man judging by the smile on the man's face, but that could be misleading Klein knew.

"This is Klein! He's a wonderful butler, and this is Weiss." Winter said, her tone and eyes showing her excitement while her face stayed neutral at the introduction of the two.

"Weiss is a beautiful name, and she looks just like your grandmother." The man said, looking at Winter as she blinked in surprise before smiling. "Klein, my good man, would you happen to have something warm to drink? These old bones aren't what they used to be when I was working in the mines." Nicholas Schnee, founder of the SDC, said while Winter looked at him in surprise and disbelief.

"You worked in the mines, Grandfather?" Winter asked with a bit of a frown as Klein nodded and motioned for them to follow, scooping a now shy Weiss up into his arms as he walked.

"Well, I wasn't going to let others do something I could do just as easily." Nicholas told her with a stern nod. "And please, that name makes me sound old. Call me Papa, sounds much better." The man said as Winter frowned, unused to the openness of the man beside her. Klein didn't speak, his mind spinning as he tried to figure out why the creator of the SDC had arrived. He knew Jacques would not have invited him, and last he checked Mrs. Schnee refused to be seen by anyone, and especially by her parents.

"Ki?" Weiss whined, one of her hands pulling on his tie while the other rested on his shoulder. "Oo?" She asked when she saw Klein's confused eyes. Klein smiled, pushing his thoughts aside and gently rubbing the girl's back.

"No worries, Little Snowflake." Klein whispered, listening to the man tell Winter of his days as a Huntsman and then of working in the first mines of the SDC. "He's like Winter." Klein explained, his brown-gold eyes looking down into smaller and more innocent cerulean blue ones.

"Win-Win?" Weiss questioned, looking dubious at the statement and Klein couldn't really blame her. After trying to meet her mother and getting a less than warm welcome he didn't fault her caution to other family.

"Klein, may I see Weiss?" Nicholas asked, having been watching the child out of the corner of his eye. Klein was hesitant at first, but knew he really couldn't ignore the request or he'd lose his job and be unable to help either child in the cold home. "Ah, such a tiny little thing." Nicholas laughed as Klein set an uncomfortable Weiss in the man's lap. Winter looked wary as well, expecting her younger sister to start crying as she looked at their Grandfather.

"Nuh uh," Weiss said to his words, drawing a laugh out of the man while Klein and Winter blinked in surprise. "Win-Win oo." Weiss said, holding her arms out to show she wasn't small like the old man had said.

"Ah, yes! That you are!" Nicholas said, nodding his head in agreement with Weiss, seeming to understand the child better than Klein and Winter. "Why don't you tell me your favorite things." Nicholas said and began to listen to the babble that came out of Weiss' mouth, a fifth or six word sounding almost familiar. Klein was amazed at the old man as he listened to the usually shy child with rapt attention while he was led to the kitchen.

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"Klein! Klein! Klein!" Winter called out as she ran down the stairs and toward the laundry room where she knew many of the servants had escaped during her Father's traditional Christmas Banquet. In her arms was a large box wrapped in an unusual bright green and silver glitter, but that wasn't the most surprising. What was, was the name the glitter spelled out and that it had been sitting under the 'perfect' white Christmas tree next to a similar box. Surrounded by other white and pale blue boxes wrapped perfectly with bows, it hadn't taken long for the guests to start talking about the mysterious gifts for Winter and an unknown Weiss.

"Miss Winter! Is something wrong?" A servant Winter recognized as working in the kitchens asked, their chocolate colored eyes looking the excited girl over in concern.

"Mmhm, Weiss got a present from Papa Nicholas!" Winter told her, holding up the large box for the woman to inspect.

"Oh! Well, we must give it to her!" The cook said, a bright smile of relief and excitement stretching over her face as Winter bounced in place. It wasn't often the eleven year old got excited but it was always a pleasure for the servants to see.

"Klein!" Winter called out as they walked into the room to see a maid playing hide and seek with Weiss. Winter would have rolled her eyes at her sister spinning around the maid's feet as she turned in a circle, staying out of sight of the woman who knew she was there.

"Miss Winter?" Klein spoke, standing up and setting aside his plate of food to look at the girl. Winter's face was slightly flushed and she was out of breath but the smile on her face told him not to worry.

"Weiss got a present." Winter said breathlessly, holding up the box for Klein to inspect. The green and silver wrapped box gave no clue as to what it hid, but after seeing the small elegant print hidden in a corner of the box Klein smiled. Perhaps Weiss would get a gift from family other than Winter and the servants.

"Win-Win!" Weiss cried when she finally noticed her sister, the girl turning just in time to catch the girl before she crashed into the floor from trying to run while dizzy. "Wit-y" Weiss said, patting at Winter's short white and blue dress before pulling on one of the many beads and trying to put it in her mouth.

"Thank you, Weiss, now look." Winter commanded, pulling her sister's hands away from the beads and pointing at the brightly colored box in Klein's hands. "Papa Nicholas got you a present." She told the girl, smiling when Weiss wiggled out of her arms and wobbled over to the box.

"Go ahead." Klein nodded, not noticing the few servants in the room take out their scrolls to take a few pictures of Weiss opening her gift. Many laughed when instead of pulling at it, Weiss instead hugged it and babbled.

"You need to open it, Weiss." Winter said, bending down to sit on her knees, and trying to pull on a bit of the wrapping.

"AH!" Weiss said strongly, pulling the box away from Winter and glaring at her. Winter gave her sister a surprised look before scowling and reaching for the box again and getting a loud screech.

"Weiss!" Winter said in exasperation. She wanted her sister to open the gift, not hug it!

Klein looked at the two girls in amusement, noticing the cameras around them even as he pulled Weiss and her box into his lap. Looking around at the handful of people in front of him, he carefully pulled the wrapping off, keeping his hands and the tears out of sight of Weiss. Weiss could hear the paper tearing but couldn't see it so she was perfectly okay with the noise. Winter watched with a touch of excitement as Klein carefully opened the box, letting the wrapping paper fall over Weiss and cause a small cry of disbelief to come from his lap.

"Oh wow," someone said in surprise as the opened box revealed a medium sized pink and purple stuffed animal sitting atop a fluffy red blanket. Klein set the bear in front of Weiss, the child's eyes immediately attracted to the bright colors as Klein unfolded the surprisingly large blanket to find a small set of winter clothes tucked into the blanket.

"Useful and colorful! Perfect for her!" The maid from earlier said as Weiss bounced the bear up and down. "Klein, why don't you see if those fit?" She asked, holding up a scroll as Klein lifted the small pink snow suit and turned it over to show the white bunny on the back. Many people made sounds of how cute it was and Winter rolled her eyes, before an idea sparked the inside of them. As Klein slipped a fidgeting Weiss into the puffy suit, Winter opened her hand palm up and very carefully summoned a glyph.

Klein and the servants immediately noticed the sudden drop in the rooms temperature, a few shivering and reaching for small coats lying over chairs, but none said a word as small snowflakes began to fall from the glyph above Weiss.

Seeing the pure wonder on her sister's face as she looked up at the slowly turning glyph turn to laughter as she tried to catch the small flakes made Winter's new exhaustion worth it. She had to admit, for Weiss' first Christmas, it was one of her best yet.