The Three Siscons

Since mom banned me from the library these past few months, my brothers have started to play with me. Alexander is 7 years old, Adonis is 6 years old, and Axel is 5 years old. Mom did let them since they never had a chance to go near me when I was one to five months old. It's because our father never let them. He would make them train after their lessons ended. So, their schedules became like this: academic lessons in the morning and training all afternoon. They loved swords so much that they often made the sword fight a normal game. After their hard training, they would pass out from tiredness, and they couldn't give me time. But when mom interfered, Dad had no choice. Maybe my mom also realized that my brothers should also spend time with me. I am also bored to death with my toys; I think mom noticed it too.

It seems like my father didn't want me to get close to them. He didn't want to share me with my brothers. How much more when I'm going to find a man I love someday and marry him in the future? I just let out a sigh. I didn't even have a boyfriend in my past life. And now, knowing my father and brothers, who are so possessive of me, I guess I'll just die an old maid.

My brothers were so happy that Mom let them play with me. When Mom found out that my father did that crazy training for my brothers, she was so angry at him that he slept for a month in another room again. But, before that, he looked at me like he needed my help, but I just avoided his eyes. How could you ask for help from a mere nine months old, Father? I saw the dreary look on my father's face in my peripheral vision. He looked pitiful, but I didn't have a choice. Mom is always the boss. You never learned your lesson to not mess with the wrong woman, Father.

"Baby Tomato, let's play!" I was snapped back to reality when I heard the loud voice coming from the door. I heard three knocks before they opened the door. I saw my brothers getting inside carrying something, but they hid it in their backs. My left eyebrow rose up. It was really suspicious. Alexander slowly approached me with a loving smile, while Adonis had a big grin that made his eyes form a downward crescent, and Axel had an expressionless face but with reddish ears. It was a sight to see. This is bad. My standard for men might be so high after I see my beautiful brothers.

"Did Adonis bother our little princess earlier with his loud voice?" Alexander said while kissing my forehead. In the past, he called the former Avyana 'baby sis'. He once called me that, but I just cried every time he called me that. So, he changed it to 'princess'. I didn't like it, but it's much better than 'baby sis'. He was suddenly shoved back by Adonis to kiss my right cheek. After him, Axel stepped in to kiss my left cheek and noticed his ears were redder than before. He's so cute.

"He woud oways (He's always loud)." My remarks got Alex laughing out loud. Adonis glared at him, and Axel just let out a smirk.

"What we pway?" I was trying to ask them what game we would play. It would be great if we could play tea time again. I love to see my brothers wearing dresses and drinking tea with me because they're so cute.

"We're playing another game today, princess," Alexander said, revealing the thing they're hiding behind their backs. I was not surprised to see wooden swords in their hands. Adonis has two in his hands; probably it's for me to play with them. I know they're crazy for swords, but are they crazy for letting me, a nine month old baby, play with a wooden sword?

"No, no." I frantically shake my head. Alexander and Axel were wavering with their decisions, but Adonis still gave me the wooden sword. It was so darn heavy that a nine-month-old like me couldn't carry it. When it fell from my hands, Adonis would get it and make me hold it again. He forced me to hold the wooden sword. Were they expecting that I could easily hold a wooden sword, like them? They're just bullies! These crazy brothers!

"Mama! Dada!" I called out to my mother and father loudly because I wanted to complain. These bully brothers! I can't hold back the tears in my eyes. This darn body. It's embarrassing.

When mom, dad, Wonderland, and my five guards rushed inside my room, where we were 'playing', they saw the wooden sword on the floor in front of me and my brothers holding their wooden swords. My parents quickly realized what was happening. The temperature of my room instantly changed. Mom and Dad were so furious that I could almost feel the intense atmosphere in my room. I saw my brothers break a sweat just by looking at our furious parents. They all looked at me, who was pitifully crying on the floor with a wooden sword lying in my hands.

"Into the training grounds, now!" My father furiously shouted at my three brothers. The three straightened up, afraid of my father's angry tone. Before they went outside my room, they sincerely said sorry to me. My mom set aside the wooden sword from my hands and picked me up. I stopped crying after she comforted me. I found my mother’s arms the most comforting to me.

"Don't be too harsh on them, Alessander, or you will be the one getting punished." Mom warned Dad before he followed my three brothers. I saw him look pale and gulp. He nodded as if not wanting to defy Mom.

I'm sorry, brothers, but I would prefer the adult you. And because of what happened, my brothers were banned again from playing with me.