Viljam and his family
AN: Darn it I still haven't completed chapter 37... Oh well, I still have my work cut out for me, besides I thought I would try something new here. Due to these happening in Finland, I wondered if I should just put them in English or do the usual translations. But the problem is, writing completely in English feels out of place for me, while putting the usual translation system would force most of you readers to peek at the bottom. So I decided on a compromise. I put all the speeches in Finnish while adding the translation with them
Example:
"Tällä lailla(Like this)."
Hopefully you can bear with me, and please comment on if I should do something like this more often or is my current translation system good enough.
(Finland. Many years ago)
A blonde girl of approximately twelve years of age looked at herself at a mirror. She had lifted her shirt a little and was feeling her sides a little. "Hyi että olen lihava(Eww, I'm fat)," the girl complained as she felt the beginnings of a love handle. It's not really a cause for concern yet, but for the poor girl that might as well be the end of the world.
"Miten niin(How so)," asked the girl's little brother, who happened to see his sister and wondered what she was doing. The mirror in question was at the lobby of the house, so there wasn't much privacy.
"Kato nyt mua(Look at me now)," the girl complained to her brother, who probably doesn't even understand her plight, "Olen lihonut hirveästi(I've gotten horribly fat)!"
The boy eyed his older sister a few times, before giving his innocent reply, "Etkä ole(No you haven't)."
At those words the girl smiled happily "Viljam, olet maailman ihanin pikkuveli(Viljam, you're the sweetest little brother in the world)," the girl said to her little brother, before ruffling his hair. Then she went upstairs to her room, leaving her brother confused.
The currently seven year old boy blinked twice at the compliment wondering why he was the sweetest for telling the truth. "Mikä Mariaa vaivaa(What's wrong with Maria)," the little boy voiced his confusion to no one in particular.
(Finland. Different time)
Maria, Viljam's older sister, now 14 years old had a bad day at school. The teacher was a jerk, nothing went well and some guy decided to be an asshole to her. Nothing she couldn't handle though.
Now she was at home with Viljam upstairs on the computer playing one of his games. Although now he had come downstairs to eat something. All the while the blonde girl whined about her day, knowing that her brother was incapable of comprehending her plight. It's not that he didn't care, he just... had difficulty understanding things.
"-ja siksi vain halusin päivän päättyvän(and that's why I just wanted the day to end)," Maria finished her rant, feeling a little better at letting it out, even though it was to the ears that couldn't understand. Only for the blonde girl to feel a tap at her shoulder. "Mitä(What)," Maria sighed, wondering what Viljam wanted now. Only to be hugged. Due to the age gap, Viljam was significantly shorter than his sister so it might look kinda funny. The blonde girl let out a sigh, before hugging back.
After few moments, Viljam got out of the hug. "Parempi(Better)?" the four and half years younger boy asked.
"Paljon(Much)," Maria said, actually meaning it. Her little brother might not understand her problems, but he still knows how to cheer her up. "Hei, kiusaako se yksi vielä sua(Hey, does that one still bully you)," Maria decided to ask in return.
Viljam's only response was a headshake.
"No hyvä(Well, good)," Maria said before ruffling Viljam's hair.
(Finland, different time)
Orvokki Nousku, mother of three children, a great wife and currently just a little tired had just arrived home from work. The woman had one tiny problem, the house would need to be cleaned at least a little today, but she didn't look forward to commanding her kids to do that. It's not that it would be hard, but one of them is so indecisive that he needs to be told constantly what to do.
"Hohhoijaa," the woman yawned a little before opening the front door with her keys. "Hei, mä tulin(Hey, I'm back)," the woman announced her arrival before her eyes landed on what was beyond the lobby. "Ohoh," Orvokki said in surprise as she took off her shoes. She didn't make it past the lobby doorway, before she was hugged by two of her children.
"Hei äiskä(Hi mom)," Viljam greeted happily.
"Hei," greeted Linnea, the youngest of the Nousku siblings.
Orvokki smiled at her children, before looking at the sight that she had a hard time believing. "Tekö täällä olette siivonneet(Had you two been cleaning here)," Orvokki asked in disbelief. Indeed, from what she could see, the hallway and at least part of the living room had been cleaned, and judging by how the light reflected off the floor, a vacuum cleaner had ran around the house.
"Joo, ajateltiin että ois kiva jos tulisit siistiin taloon(Yeah, we thought that it would be nice if you came to a clean house)," Linnea said happily.
"Oikeassa olitte(You were right)," Orvokki commented, while patting the two heads. At the same time, she turned her gaze to the open doorway that led to the kitchen. The table was clean of all the junk that was there in the morning. And if her eyes weren't deceiving her, the table had also been wiped clean with a rag. Truly a pleasant surprise. Orvokki then moved towards the kitchen to see the work of her two youngest children. As soon as she reached the kitchen, she saw that not only has the table been cleaned, but the sink and even the stove as well.
"Joko kysytään(Should we ask yet)?" Was the phrase that caused the dark brown haired woman to pause in marveling the cleaned room. It sounded like Viljam was trying to whisper to Linnea.
"Ei vielä. Odotetaan vielä vähän, niin se pehmenee(Not yet. Let's wait a little longer so it softens)." Orvokki almost didn't catch that, but now she almost sighed. Of course the little ones hadn't done this out of the goodness of their hearts. Still, Orvokki might grant whatever the two were planning to ask since they actually did a decent job at cleaning.
(Finland. Different time)
Viljam, now 15 years old, felt very annoyed. The reason was poking him annoyingly.
"Ärsyttääks? Ärsyttääks?(Is this annoying? Is this annoying?)" Chanted Linnea, who had one of her annoying phases, while poking her big brother repeatedly.
"LOPETA JO! (STOP ALREADY!)" Viljam finally snapped.
"Viihdytä mua(Entertain me)," Linnea said in an annoying tone.
Viljam just wanted to play on the handheld he had saved for instead of being annoyed by the demon he calls his little sister. "En, ja jos vielä jatkat, niin hakkaan(No, and if you keep going, I'll hit you)," Viljam said, entertaining the idea.
"Mä oon liian söpö hakattavaksi(I'm too cute to be hit)," Linnea said with a smirk.
"Haista home ja tukehdu siihen(Smell mold and choke on it)," Viljam said with venom.
"Viljam!" Orvokki exclaimed at her son's language. "Et saa sanoa noin(You're not allowed to say that)," the woman scolded her son, who felt that the universe was being unfair right now. "Sano edes 'haista kukkanen'(At least say 'smell flower')," Orvokki added, preferring that phrase out of her children's mouth.
"Hyvä on(Fine)," Viljam sighed, before turning to Linnea with a tired look. "Haista kukkanen ja tukehdu siihen(Smell flower and choke on it)," Viljam said, earning laughs from the rest of the family, except Linnea.
"Ollaanpa sitä nokkelia(Aren't you clever)," Jaakko commented in amusement at his son's witty remark.
"Häh," Viljam said, not realizing that he said something funny.
(Finland. Different time)
It was Saturday evening in the Nousku household, which meant, sauna evening. Currently, Jaakko Nousku, the father of the Nousku family was wrapped in a towel and sitting in the fireplace room, which doubled as the changing room for the sauna that was in the next room alongside the showers. There was also a couple tubs for the little ones. It has been an interesting life for the Nousku patriarch so far. Currently, his eldest daughter was eight years old, his son is currently 4 and his youngest daughter would turn 3 this fall.
Anyway, right now, Jaakko Nousku was out of the sauna to cool himself, while his wife and kids were in the sauna. At least that's what he's assuming from the lack of splashing sounds. "No niin, oluen aika(Allright, time for a beer)," the balding blonde man said as he took the only beer in the small fridge which was reserved for sauna drinks. Beer or cider for the adults and soda for the kids. Or that's what it would be normally, but this evening the fridge only had one cider bottle, one beer bottle and one big soda bottle, with the mugs for it on a small table. Although Jaakko thought there wouldn't be any beer in there. Well, regardless it was decided that Orvokki would have the cider, which the woman had downed earlier, while Jaakko took the beer. Good thing there was any, because at this hour, alcohol wouldn't be sold anymore.
Anyway, Jaakko used the cap opener to open the bottle and took a sip, only to taste something that was definitely not beer, but water. The balding man took a puzzled look at the bottle wondering how there could be water, when the cap was still on. That gave him an exclamation mark. The bottle cap came off a little too easily, and there was no hiss when he opened it. Jaakko took the bottle cap to examine it... And then he saw it, the cap had a second nearly unnoticeable indention alongside from the one he made when opening the bottle.
(In the sauna)
Orvokki Nousku was a little puzzled at her children. The three had been sitting on the steps that lead to the seats, because the heat up on the seats was too much for them as of now. However, the thing that puzzled the woman, was the fact that the kids were giggling to themselves for no reason. She was about to ask the three what was so funny when...
"PERKELEEN KAKARAT(GODDAMN BRATS)!" Was heard from the fireplace room, which made the three children laugh their heads off.
"Oi voi," Orvokki sounded in worry, realizing that whatever made her husband shout was probably a result of a prank these three had deviced. Or maybe just Maria, since Linnea and Viljam were too young to think anything too complicated.
(Amagi Inn. Present day)
"*Ahhahaha* So your big sister *ahhah* filled an empty bottle with water and *ahhaa* put the cap back on," Yukiko commented through her laughter at the story Viljam just told her.
"Oh yeah," Viljam said through his own laughter.
"Did your father*ahhahha* do anything to punish you," Yukiko asked, still laughing.
"If he*kihhihih*did, I don't remember," Viljam replied through laughter. "Actually, I only know that prank too*ehhehehh*, because mom and dad were remembering it fondly," the Finnish boy confessed.
"Your family sounds funny," Yukiko said, calming down somewhat. "Oh, by the way, what does your mother do," Yukiko then asked out of curiosity.
Viljam opened his mouth to answer, before looking thoughtful. "Actually... I'm not sure. I only know that she works at an office and has people working for her," Viljam said.
"Oh," Yukiko said. "Do you know anything about the company she works for," Yukiko asked instead.
"Planmeca is the name, and they make torture chairs," Viljam answered after a moment of thinking.
"What?" Yukiko hoped it wasn't what she thought he meant.
"Dentist chairs," Viljam clarified, missing Yukiko's worries.
"Oh," Yukiko said, before moving on, "What about your father?"
Viljam looked thoughtful again, "I think the company was called Andritz and he mentioned that they make... What's the word?"
"It's okay Nousku-kun," Yukiko then said, "If you don't know the word then you don't have to strain yourself."
"No, no... It has something to do with... making paper," Viljam said, trying to find the right description.
"Ahh, you're talking about paper industry," Yukiko exclaimed in realization.
Viljam smacked his face at that, "Why didn't I think of that."
AN: So... how is it? Good? Bad? Horrible?
I implore you to comment on this experiment. Although I probably won't use it in my main fic.