The reasoning behind a long, long friendship


Timeline: Pre-canon, starting around 1888

Characters: Bendix Llewellyn, Olivier Armstrong, Charlotte Llewellyn, Leroy Grumman, Philip and Augusta Armstrong


They were two adorable babies, their mothers decided.

They were two worthy heirs of the names of their families, their fathers decided.

They looked cute together, the nurses said.

The little boy would be a real heartbreaker later on, the maids said.

The little girl would be as stubborn as her godmother later on, her father chuckled.

He was soft and someone good to take a nap with, Olivier decided.

She was warm and someone good to snuggle with when he was tired, Bendix decided.

Honestly, they were doomed from the very beginning of their lives.

There was no freaking way in hell how Olivier and Bendix could live without being best friends.

Their parents were friends since many, many years. His mother was her godmother. Her father was his godfather. They lived close to each other since the Grumman-mansion was next to the Armstrong-villa. Their nannies were best friends and always went to the same park when Olivier and Bendix were five months old.

Their parents found it simply hilarious that they liked to use each other as teddy bears while the real teddy bears were always ignored, so they often slept in the same bed at the age of one.

The photographs simply adored pictures of them together in matching suits when they were two years old.

They teamed up to steal the last cookie from the jar and shared it. The cooks always gave them extra cake after lunch when they went to the kitchen together when they were three. They never got in trouble when they missed dinner together because their parents found it funny to find them in the garden, sleeping soundly next to each other.

At the age of six, their teacher at school assigned them seats next to each other in the first row. Also t the age of six, their piano teacher gave them the assignment to learn to play four-handed. They had sleepovers on a regular basis, every Friday.

They wore their hair at the same length when they were seven. They had the same interests, always.

People who didn't know them started to think that they were twins because they started to finish each other's sentences at the age of eight.

He comforted her when she cried over her grandfather's death when they were eleven (and claimed that she didn't cry some years afterwards when someone was bullying her).

She tutored him when he was close to failing Xerxesian when they were thirteen. When they were fourteen, he stole her first kiss and got punched in return. (It was a very awkward moment for both of them.)

At the age of sixteen, when they entered the Military Academy in West City, they were accused of being a couple and they found it funnier than anything else. Her hair was longer than his by now and they weren't mistaken for twins any longer but they had still a very strong connection.

He beat up the boys who tried to hurt her then they were seventeen and she cleaned his wounds afterwards and sat with him in detention even though she wasn't supposed to be there too.

At the age of eighteen, they stood side by side, full of pride, when they graduated. She slept during the party afterwards with her head on his shoulder because she found it so boring to watch the others while they got drunk. He awoke her at midnight and they left the party to go out for dinner. It was an awkward moment when they run into his parents at the restaurant but they all laughed about it. They also visited their 'friendship tree' that night and made sure if their names were still engraved into the wood.

Yes, they were best friends, bound to each other for eternity.