[Event 2] 900 - Norway was excited to be going back to Iceland to visit his brother, not that anyone around them could tell. He stood at the
front of the ship and stared as the island grew on the horizon. It had been far too long since he had seen the little guy and he was
wondering how much the other could have changed. The ship hit land and Norway was the first off, unable to wait for anyone else. He strode
as fast as he could to the village of Reykjavik and to the place his brother lived. "Ísland?"
cautiously poked her head out of a large pile of furs and wool blankets. Her hair stuck up at odd angles as she tripped over her oversized
dress while trying to run to the source of the voice. Her chest swelled with excitement as she toddled to see her visitor. Surely Norway
had finally returned and would tell her stories of her voyages and Scandinavia. She stumbled to the ground in time to see the face of a tall
man that was decidedly *not* her sister. Her cheeks flushed while tears of embarrassment and disappointment prickled at her eyes.
frowns when he sees his sibling tear up. "It's okay, Ísland, I'm back." He leaned over and picked her up into a hug. "I promise I won't
leave any time soon."
sniffled and tried to wiggle away from the strange man. "Nei!" She cried, not looking at him. She hated being picked up by strangers, and
his promise only made her feel more uncomfortable. Why would he promise not to leave soon? He was weird, she wanted him to leave! She wanted
her sister!
winces at that. Was he really that mad at him for leaving? Or maybe he had been goon so long that his brother didn't remember him? He pet
her hair to try and calm her. "It's your bror, Norge.... remember?"
"I don't have a brother." She sniffled stubbornly. Her sister would have told her if she had a brother… Having a bigger family would be fun,
but he was a stranger… what if he was only pretending to be nice so that he could take over the island and imprison her?
frowns and shakes his head, feeling as if his heart was breaking in two. "Nei, I'm your brother. Remember when I found you? You were alone_
and I told you I was your brother? We spent a lot of time together..."
shook her head. He was lying to her! Her sister found her! Her lower lip quivered as angry tears fell down her cheeks. "Nei! Nei! Nei!"
holds her tight and keeps petting her. "Ísland... do you remember the pendant I gave you? I have the matching one, remember...?" He pulls a
pendant out from under his shirt.
widened her eyes as she stared at the pendant before letting out a loud sob as she tried to hit him and run away. She screamed angrily at
him, trying to ask why and how he killed her sister, but due to being hysterical it came out as incoherent choked cries.
tightens his grip on her and starts to hum a song he used to him to his little brother. He felt as if his whole world was crashing down
around him. How could Iceland not remember?
continued to cry, but hated how the familiar melody automatically soothed her. She had to keep reminding herself that he had obviously
done something to her sister to keep herself from falling asleep on him. "Nei!" She cried out, weakly trying to pull away, despite the fact
that her small body had all but given in. "You're not my sister!"
blinks a little in surprise. "No, I'm not your sister. I'm your brother, Norge..." Sister? What did she mean by sister?
shook her head and sniffled in to his chest. He did smell like her sister… had her sister been a brother? She had been smaller the last time
they had met, and she hadn't seen her sister in a long time… but she *knew* it had been her sister. Girls couldn't become boys, could
they? "Nei," she cried quietly, her words muffled in his shirt. "Norge is my sister. Not brother."
frowns and pets her hair. "I'm sorry... but I am Norge and I am your brother."
"Nei." She clung to him. She was confused and upset now. Surely she hadn't been wrong in remembering her sister. But this man reminded her
so much of her Norge.
sits down and holds her close. "I am your brother and I will take care of you, don't worry..." He keeps petting her back, hoping that it
would help ease her worries.
"What about my sister?" She asked, wiping her damp cheeks with the back of a long sleeve that fell over her hands. She looked at him
blearily with wide eyes.
doesn't have a clue what she means by that. He shakes his head slowly. "We don't have a sister... It's just you and me..."
starts to cry again and hits his chest. "WHERE'S MY SISTER?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" She would have been happy having two older siblings,
but not having her older sister felt horrible! If she didn't have her sister she didn't have anyone!
blinks in surprise and holds her tighter. "Nothing, you don't have one, we don't have one. Please calm down..."
"YES I DO! YOU ATE HER!" She continued to hit his chest angrily, her voice growing hoarse from crying so much.
stares at her. "Nei, I wouldn't eat anyone..." Now he really wanted to know what she was talking about.
sobbed unsteadily in to his chest, her face bright red and her breathing ragged. How could he have done this to her? Why would anyone kill
her sister?! Or why would he try to say she didn't exist! She knew that she existed! How else did she get there??
starts to think maybe the other thought he was a girl before.... "How can I prove it to you?"
"Bring my sister!"
sighs and pets her hair. "You don't have a sister, you have a brother..."
sniffled. "Nei."
nods. "Ja... I told you, it's just you and I... But I promise that I am the same person as what you thought was your sister. I am Norge..."
Thora
was
too tired to fight more, but she still didn't agree. "Nei."
sighs. "Ja..." He was tired of fighting, too, so was glad that she was tired. He keep petting her hair.
"I want my sister." She curled tighter while clinging to him. He may be a nice substitute, but she wanted her sister, and she wanted to
know where she was.
frowns and decides to give up on reasoning with her. Maybe if he just said nothing, Iceland would stop asking.
gave in and fell asleep. Maybe when she woke up he would be a girl.
pets her hair and hums, glad that she was at least quiet now.
Thora
is
happy to pretend he is her sister as she sleeps, snuggling up to him more. She would throw a fit again the minute she woke up.
still appreciates the bit of calm.
Thora
wishes
he were her sister. She missed her. It was lonely here.
Lukas
thinks
he's just fine as a brother....
doesn't want a brother, she wants her sister.
still thinks he'd be fine....