I'm baaaack~ did you miss me~? A few new notes, I am having some writer's block with BMC so I'm just letting you know that it will be put on hold for a while, sorry. Any who, on to the story!
Ps keyboard is sticky so if any of my spelling looks funky, that's why.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'! If I did, this would be a real movie by now, I tell you what.
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Mattie snuck up to the side of the empty palace. It was in a fairly poor state on the outside, something about that caused a pang in the young boy's heart. There was something strangely homey and familiar about the large extravagant building. A gust of wind blew by him, causing his hat to fly away and into an opening between the boards that sealed up the door.
"Crap!" he ran after it, Kuma following behind him lazily. The hat was just out of reach so he moved the boards around just enough to fit himself through, and Kuma behind him.
"Got'cha!" He nabbed the hat and put it on his head. He took a good look around him and found that he was in what looked like a ballroom. In the back of his mind her heard a tune play, the melody so familiar, but so lost to him. He hummed to it and twirled around the room a little. He began to put words to it, though he knew they were the wrong words.
Dancing bears,
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
As the last words fell of his lips, which he whispered as though he might break from the weight of them, he felt a small tear roll down his cheeks. "Papa…."
"Hey you! What are you doing here!?"
A gruff German voice yelled from behind him, causing the small memories that had been brought back to fade, like when trying to remember a dream after one has woken up. He wracked his brain trying to get them back, but it was far too late for that.
"I'm s-sorry!" Mattie squeaked and backed up to a wall that had a huge picture of the Czar's family hanging from it. He could now see the man that yeld at him; tall, muscular, blond, blue eyes, and very intimidating. "I'm looking for I-Ivan Braginski?"
Another tall man stepped out from behind the wall, this one even bigger and more intimidating than the German. "Well you have found him. Now what do you want?"
Mattie blushed slightly and coward further into the wall. "I-I-I-I-"
The Russian man's calm smile turned into a childish one, that was somehow more intimidating. "I am getting impatient. Do hurry up, da?"
He gathered up as much bravery as he could and "I heard that I could get an exit visa from you…"
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Ivan glanced over the cowering boy and then raised his eyes to Ludwig's, telling him to handle it.
The larger German sighed, "Look, kid, we'd like to help you but-" That's when he realized something. The small blond looked just like Matthew from the painting. He cleared his throat, "Ahem. Give us a minute." He pulled Ivan to the side.
"Ludwig? What on earth are you-"
"Look at him Ivan!" He exclaimed in a hushed tone, "He looks just like him!"
The Russian looked around the corner to get a better look at the small man. He then glanced up to look up at the painting of Matthew. "О мой бог…" he muttered under his breath. He turned back to his partner. "Do you think he could be…?"
"Ja, looks dead up like him, just older."
"But it's impossible…"
"Ok he might not be THE Matthew but he could be OUR Matthew, our ticket out of here."
"Hmmm…"
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Mattie was starting to get mad with them leaving him out of the conversation, something he was too used to experiencing. He marched up to the two bigger men.
"Excuse me, but do we have a deal or not?" It came out with more confidence and power than he thought he could ever really express.
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Well that's it for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, please review~