Chapter 3: Guest (1/2)
It was finally here, the freedom I oh so wish for, the sweet smell of fresh drew of morning slowly entered my nose. Staring into the grassy courtyard of mothers, I grinned in satisfaction. It had been a month since I was born, and nothing much has changed aside from the little freedom I achieved.
Shitting myself was awkward for me at first, but I must say having someone clean it up for you kinda gives you a sort of feeling of accomplishment. It's odd; maybe I have a hidden complex. That right, you foolish mortals, clean up my poo, clean it good!!!
”Little one, how many times must I say no crawling by yourself,” mother suddenly scolded as she appeared behind me, plucking me like a rag doll before tossing me high into the air.
A screech filled the courtyard as I glared at mother angrily. While I could crawl at a very early age, my body was still not able to produce any words aside from baby sounds.
I don't know when it started, but mother loves toying with me, aside from throwing me up into the air. She also loves doing a cannonball with me in the bath...this is child abuse, is there no police.
Laughing cutely, mother kissed my cheek before carrying me towards the main building. Today was a rather special day, as she called it. It would seem that we are having a rather special guest today.
Arching my brow, I stared at my father in the distance, who had his typical radiant smile on his face. However, what really surprised me was that little child hugging him. My eyes grew wide as I heard Mother's soft voice whisper to me, ”Say hello to your big brother, Richter.”
Seeing our mother, Richter jumped up in surprise, leaping towards her leg like a koala, ”Mama! It's been so long.”
”My baby, how have you been? It has been six months; has the knight academy been treating you well,” Mother asked with a loving smile rustling his long black hair.
Richter grew even brighter as his dark black eyes began shining like two little small stars, ”It's amazing, Mama, I am ranked one in my class. I even made friends with the 1st Prince; although we did have to fight, I still won.”
A loud, rough laugh sounded as Val lifted Richter up from behind, placing him on his neck, ”Of course you would be undefeated; you're a Snow; how could we be defeated.”
So that's my last name, Arsène Snow; how unusual. I wonder how the family got that name. Gazing at my elder brother with his head raised high, I smiled before gazing at Mother and Father. In my past life, the parents I had were bastards; I had to run away at a very early age. However, it seems this time I am here to stay.
”Come now, Richter, say hello to your little Brother Arsene; you missed his birth last month,” Val said with a light smile as he lowered his head, allowing Richter to have a clear view of me and all my greatness.
Richter's expression grew wide as he reached his hands out, pinching my soft fluffy cheeks. Tears quickly filled my eyes uncontrollably as I screamed, causing my family to burst into laughter. Rubbing my cheeks, I eyed my brother coldly, marking him as an enemy for life.
As everyone was happily conversing, I was left to lay on my mother's lap. Like every child, I could not move around all I want, but everything requires time. Staring at how everyone was talking, I smiled before I started hearing some rather interesting discussions.