'....I dead huh? Wait, what hell? Why no speak prop?'
Looking down...I see tiny hands; chubby and cute. well shoot... am I toddler? A baby maybe? Where's my mom and dad?
'Oh damn! Forgot to say the line... ahem ahem...'
"WAHHHH!! UGUGUGU... WAHHHHH!!"
'ah. An unfamiliar ce-... God, I forgot I was a kid... ahhhhh, what a pain'
"Omo omo omo... my baby is crying again? Shush shush... it's okay"
Taking me out of my crate, I see a beautiful woman with black hair, brown eyes and a friendly smile. My mom, no doubt but... doesn't she look a bit familiar? Wait... is she? My mom?!?
'Hell yes!! I'm me again!!! Wooo!.... DAMN IT!!! The unfamiliar ceiling line doesn't work! GRAAAAHH!!'
Seeing that I'm not calming down, she checks my diaper for any accidents; obviously not finding any. I'm a human, not some beast, you lovely, kind and caring bitch.
Putting her finger on her chin, she makes a surprised face as if she reached an epiphany about the latest technological discovery. Like she found aliens or something. There was even stars in her eyes!
How the hell do you do that!?! Is this some sort of talent? Teach me!!!
Grabbing some baby food from the kitchen, she pushes it in front of my mouth and starts calling it an airplane.
'How idiotic! That's no airplane! That's a spoon with food! Mother. When did you go blind?'
Seeing me turn my little head away, she chuckles and chalks up my fit to not being able to sleep. Putting me back into the cradle, I hear a sweet voice in my ear. One that would make a grown man cry...
"Hush little baby don't be afraid~
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird~
And if that mockingbird don't sing~"
'You little siren... that won't work on me!'
"Hehehe..., how cute; he already feel asleep"
Waking up the next day, I realized my little, stupid brain was fooled by her. That stupid mockingbird song is stupid. Stupidly calming... damn it!
"Mommmmm~~ I wanna play wit him!!~"
"He's too young, my dear. If you play your games with him, then you'll mostly likely break a bone"
"Humph!"
Crawling out of my room to see who dare disturbed my slumber, I see mother and...brother.
'Huh... I haven't seen him since he became a lieutenant in the army'
In fact, that was right. His brother chose to join the army and when Min-chul committed su-... ahem ahem "fell"... his brother was already a colonel at 42, a very impressive feat.
By 30, he already stopped contacting Min-chul after being sent to Africa and hearing about how far Min-chul has fallen, he lost his dignity as Min-chul's big brother and felt that it was all his fault; he blamed himself for something he didn't even cause.
What a righteous man indeed.
'Oy! Don't skip over you almost saying I committed suicide, you dumb author!'
Haaahhh..... happy thoughts happy thoughts... mother won't be pleased and she would... eeekk! Ok ok. You fell. Min-chul slipped and fell of the bridge.
Seeing my little baby head peak out of the room, my mother is instantly very pleased and called my father, a salaryman. Regular through and through. My brother, Kim Jung, brightly smiles and runs over to me; almost tripping on his little face.
"Jung! Don't run!"
"Hahahaaha! Little baby! Lets play crashing cars"
'Oh God...crashing cars... please. Help me, mother!'
Crashing cars was a game where Jung and I would sit in two different cars and... crash into each other. Obviously, they were children's cars and obviously obviously, I got hurt; a lot.
"Crashing cars? What game is that, Jung?"
Seeing my dad emerge from his slumber, his eyes are dark with panda-like black rings and his back slumped over. Despite this, you can tell that he is a very good looking man; I got my looks from him, after all.
"Oh, dad! It's a game where me and Min-chul play a cool game and get healthy by running around and bumping into each other! Softly!"
'...you little brat. When I can talk, the first thing I say will be a yo momma joke to you... wait, no. The first thing I'll say is "Jung" then the second will be "Sucks"... yes, you little gremlin. You will rue the day you ever played crashing cars with me'
"Oh... be safe guess... huuuuaaaaahhhh..."
Yawning and stretching, my mother supports him back to the bedroom to let him get more sleep during this weekend and then tell us to be safe... like hell I'm safe! Save me mom!!! Wait! I have a plan... mwuahahahaha!
"Alright! Little brother! I am your superior and you have to listen to me! Sit in that car!"
Pointing to a little car with the symbol of a bull, I reluctantly get placed into the car by my brother whilst he gets in a horse symbol car. Getting ready for my plan, I know what to do!
"3.....
2.....
1.....
GO!!!"
Yelling a baby warcry, he uses his feet to propel himself towards me as fast as he can. Seeing this, I go into insurance scam mode; flying into the air for what seemed to be forever, I eventually fall back down.
'Huh... that wasn't so bad'
"WAHHHHHH!!! WAAAAHHHH!! BUBUBUBU UGUGUGUGUGU!! WAAHHAAHHHH!!"
'.....OW! Little mother***** son of a ****** **** ********* *****! Suck my **** you little **********! Piece of **** *****! I'm gonna ******* kill youu!!!'
Hearing her baby wailing, mother immediately rushes out to assess the situation. Jung on the other hand, was scared shitless. After all, his mother warned him that if he hurt the baby; he gets grounded.
"No.... shhhhhh shhhhh! I didn't even hit you that hard! Stop crying! Shhhhh"
" ohh... I see what's going on... Y̸̧̡͕͍̤̫̤̞̞̘̭͍͔̩̗̥̪̠͉̬̟̣͓͐̇̎̈́̓͆̆̇̈́̂͒́̓̔̾̃̈͛̓̎̈̓̓̈̃͗͊̿́̐̂́͋́̑̍̈́͒̃́͆̓̎͆̚̚͘̕͜͝ͅò̵̢̜͎̹̳͙̄̑̋̑̀̔̔͆͂̌̿̕͜͝͝ͅú̶̢̢̧̧͕͍̝͙̻̤̲̣͔̼͇͓̳̩̟͕͚̦͕̩͕̙͍̠̳̞͖̱͉̣̔̓͛͛̃͛̈́͂̓́́̏̋͊̓͘̚͜͜͝͠ ̵̛͉̠̺̝̎̉̏̈́́̀̑̑͋̄̑͐̏̌̕̚͝͝h̶̛̹̥̬̬̟̩͓̓̑̒̐̔̉͌͋̉͂̅̃̈́̀̉̈͗̇̈́̽̀̈̽̈́̋͒͌̌͛̂̈́̽̒͑̽̔͗͆̚͘̚͝ų̵̻͖͇̭̠̝̲̩͖͉̣͙̘͚͚̬̞̬͇̝̀͒̈́̿̋̈͆̑̀̍̈͛̅̑̇̕ŗ̶̧̢̨͙̘̥̝̘̺͔̳͔͕̗̪̻͚̩̮̠̘̱͓̜̣̟̪͍̭̋͋̉̏̋͋̆̄̋͛̆̔̓́͂̔̈́̇͒̍̂͝ͅt̷̛̛̼͇̤͌̊̀̆̾̌̇̂̊̀̈̓̃̒̆̄͛̄͊̍̄́̚͠͠͠ ̴̨̛̖̥͓͔͚͖͍̤̗͈͇̥̥̂̈́͋̂̑̈̽̎̃̐̕͘͜͝t̴̤͂̑̓̃̉̉̈́͊̾̿͗̏́̄̒͋́̕h̴̡̛̛̛̛͙̘̰̺̥͇̹̹̥̺̺̱̩͖̜͎̩̭͕̠͓̣̟̺͉͔̟͕̺̅̅͐̐̓͒̀̾͗̿͌̐͂͒͊̈́̾̋͆̆̔̂̋͌̒̀̈͌̌͂̓̾̓̔̾̄̐̆̕̚͘̕͠͝ẹ̶̡̢̨̢̛̛̛̭̞̰̹̟̼̭͇͍̙͎̜͖͎̙̝͕̙̠̤̺̖͉̦͉̜͇̝̙͕̥̗̪̜̬̳̭̘̘̲̻̰͑́̎̋́́͛̎̄͌̉͑̂̉͋̾̄̒̾̔̍̇̈́͐́̈́̆̄͑̕̚͜͠ͅ ̸̲̜͙͉͖̫̣̟̈́̉̇̏̆̇̆́̀͋̔͗̒̓̑̅̅̔͆͐̾̅̓̀̍̇́̔̈́̒̆̚̕͜͝b̵̬̜̫̳̿̇͑̍̋̋̊͗̀̉́̽͌̌̐̊̏̌͛̓́̀̍͑̏̏̾̓̑̆̇̽̂̄͂̃̉͊̏͊͘͘̚̕͝͝a̷̪̠̭̬͕̜̟͍͙̐̿̓̆͜b̶̨̡͖̭͉̼̰͍͙̰̜͚̜̫̟̟͚͉͔̿͌́̏̀͊̽̌͋̉̑̈́́̒͑̆͝ͅy̷̧̢̛̯̮͈̼͙̘̻͕̞͎̝̣̙̖̼̘̝̆̾̓͗̀̃͗̈́̄̓̽͌̈́́͜͝͝͠?̸̡̢̢̢̡̡̛̛̛̛̪͕̠͇̩̤̥͈̮͚̥͇̥̣̝͎͉̘͚͕͔͖͕̦͉̞̀̾͂̈́̐̽̏̉̽̎͋̋͗̑̈́̀̈́̿̍̽͆̎͛́̈́̂͆̈́̍̑͆̿̏̇̿̌́͘͘͜͜͝͝͠͝͝ͅ"
"Eeekkk!"
Seeing her anger reach his dialogue, Jung immediately starts crying harder than his brother. He really didn't mean to hurt his brother; he just wanted to play with him. He never thought that Min-chul would get hurt..
"...sorry, Min-chul"
'Son of a *****! Sorry doesn't remove my pain you **** ****** ******!..... andddddd I'm calm; like the ocean'
Feeling better, I crawl up to my mother and hug her leg; tugging at her apron. Looking down at me, her anger subsides and she realized that she was too hard on the bigger baby she made 2 years ago.
"Ahhhhh.... I'm sorry, Jung... just please, don't harm your brother, okay?"
Nodding his head furiously, he goes up to me and apologizes. Wow, that's rare, a kid apologizing? I guess it's fine if I play with him.
Leaving the safe zo- ahem... my mother, I crawl to my brother and start giggling. Seeing my happy expression, my mom gets surprised and starts smiling widely. I mean, her two babies are getting along so well, what kind of mother wouldn't want that?
Feeling good that his brother forgives him, he takes him to play cars. Not crashing cars; just cars. We get tiny cars that fit in our hand and... crash them. A discount crashing cars, if you will. Taking the big bus, he gets a tiny car and we start wrecking the stupid car.
Crashing it into other cars, into buses and trucks; it's the most fun I've had in a while. My brother is a very fun guy to be with, that's for sure.
Watching over us while cooking, my mom carries Jung and I to the table to have breakfast. This...how long has this been? When I was 32, father died from overworking and mother the next year from alcohol poisoning; trying to drown the pain. This... damn it, I miss this.
Tearing up, I wipe it with my napkin and stick my chubby arms out to my mother; wanting a carry. Heading back to the cradle, I fall asleep with tears in my eyes and a new resolution for myself... let's experience that breakfast one more time; forever.
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(A.N) pa-plow! Another chapter, another day! Hope you enjoyed, peace ✌️!