Nordics x LittleSister!Reader Chapter 2

My brothers and I all walked into the kitchen and everyone but Tino sat at a round table where we usually have our meals, unless it was "Fend for yourself" night. That's usually when none of us feel like cooking and we just find something to eat on our own. Tino was the one that usually cooks for us though. He went into the freezer and took out 2 boxes of waffles and started microwaving them. I sat between Berwald and Emil at the table. Berwald was watching Tino as he made us breakfast and Emil had his head on the table, his arms covering his face. I reached around on his other side and tugged a piece of his silvery hair. I quickly pretended to be looking at my fingernails when Emil looked to his left.

"Don't pull my hair magic freak!" Emil said looking at Lukas.

"I didn't pull your hair licorice addict!" Lukas said turning to Emil.

"There is nothing wrong with eating licorice!"

"There is when you eat it 24/7!"

"Hey guys! Sorry to interrupt but you guys are fighting over nothing," Matthias butted into the argument that I was actually starting to enjoy. "(name) was the one who pulled your hair Emil."

"Really? Really Matthias? I was just starting to enjoy this little scene but no. You had to ruin it all by- Ouch!" Emil reached over and grabbed some of your hair and yanked on it. "I didn't do it that hard!" Emil, Lukas, and Matthias started to laugh as I rubbed the place on my head where my yanked (hair color) hair was attached. I glared at them as Tino put my plate of waffles in front of me and put other plates of waffles down on the table for the rest of my family. I grabbed a fork and knife and started to scarf down the food because I was REALLY hungry. While we ate, Tino talked about how tonight we should all do something together.

"We should spend some family time together tonight! Without getting drunk." Tino turned to Matthias as he looked down in disappointment. We all looked up at him with surprised faces except for Lukas and Berwald who almost always had straight faces.

"But aren't we spending time together right now?" Berwald asked.

"I agwee. Ve five fin fa fame houfe," I tried to say with my mouth full.

"Swallow then talk (name)," Tino scolded me. I swallowed then began to speak again.

"I agree with Ber. We live in the same house, do we really need to see each other even more than we already do now? I mean, seeing that face as much as I do now has already scarred me. Do I really need to see it even more and become traumatized for life?" I asked this pointing my finger in Matthias' direction.

"Hey!" The man with gravity defying hair exclaimed.

"Well, she's got a point," the boy with a gravity defying curl agreed. "That's a face only a Tino could love."

"Wait, my subjects don't love my face?" Matthias asked.

"Subjects? Your not our king! I don't have to listen to you or anybody!" The silver haired boy exclaimed looking at the make believe king like he was crazy.

"Besides, your too prissy to be a king. Your more of a......princess."

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Enough!" Berwald said irritably as he looked at all of us. "We will spend time together as a family after dinner! Understand?" We all nodded very rapidly to show him we understood perfectly. Berwald was almost never this loud and when he was, it was usually because he was tired of us fighting or trying to get our attention while fighting. We all finished breakfast and I walked over to the TV to turn it and our Xbox on. I selected Netflix and began watching (fav movie).