If you find mistakes, pls tell, thx. I don't like mistakes.
Well i have decided how i will do this. Be prepared for a few more different viewpoints from time to time.
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The stupid hermit is my honey? My honey-pie? My cuddle-bear? My one and only snuggle-bear? My one and only biggest love of all time!
My -little one-, oh no, he has that as a title! That's what I always called him, when he played with the kids! Now I remember!
!!WHAAAAAAAAT!! CAN'T BE!
But there is no doubt. I am looking at my past self! And not only I am there, the little Sofie is also there, tugging at my skirt like she always did. And the little Siegfried! I would recognize these people even in another hundred thousand years, they are my dearest memories.
And my Johann, my honey, I would recognize this stupid smiling face everywhere! Always being happy with the world and being together with his family.
How does the grumpy, sadistic, idiotic hermit know this scene. Is he the little Siegfried? Or the baby Friedrich?
Wawawawa! Worst outcome ever if I would have been his MOTHER in a past life! But he can't be Johann! My Johann was a nice guy! Not an idiot, who laughs at others misfortune. He always tried to solve the problems of others.
The stupid hermit never smiled like that!
And everyone came to us for help. Johann would never send anyone away! He was a saint! But he was really good with science..... and he always had some strange machine to play around with. The stupid hermit is really good with that stuff too.
There was no magic in that world, so I can't verify that point....
But he has a completely different character! He can't be Johann. Uwahh! I have to know!
“Angrod? Who is that?” I ask.
“Nobody.”
“Just a lost wonderful dream.” The hermit answers.
Is he sad? The hermit is sad? That is the first time I have heard him saying something like that. Ugh! He can't be Johann! How can somebody with Johann's character change into something so twisted like the hermit!
I turn around, but the hermit already walked off into the direction of the car! He left me behind! Cruel!
I run after him and reach the car, where Rose is waiting. Angrod is already inside. I enter the car and Rose closes the door.
While we drive home, I remain silent and Angrod just looks outside the window.
I have to verify his identity somehow. But how? Does he remember our names from back then? I could ask him to tell me the names. That would be the only save way.
B... But we fought each other over eight hundred years. Wouldn't that be the biggest domestic quarrel ever? My brain somehow feels like mush.
I need to talk to the hermit alone and I need to … argh there is no good way to do this. Just calm down and wait and think. Nothing runs away from me.
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Ok. I have something like a plan. He is inside the library for sure and reading a book again. So he is distracted.
I open the door, walk inside, close the door, and ask. Yes. So I open the door. I walk inside. I close the door.
“Angrod, tell me the name's of that family.”
“Huh?”
“Tell me the names of the ice sculptures! The snowman!”
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“..... why should I?”
DAMN!
“Tell ME!”
“Don't scream! … whatever, I was the bearded guy Johann, the woman was my wife Sandra, the kids were Sofie, Siegfried and Friedrich. It's a scene from a past life. Happy now? What do you need it for anyway?”
My brain shorts out!
“YOU CAN'T BE HIM!”
“What?”
“GIVE HIM BACK!”
*CRUSH* *PUNCH* *BANG*
“No violence!”
“DON'T RUN!”
“What!?”
“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!”
*Whack!*
“DID YOU STEAL HIS MEMORIES?”
“Ow! What's wrong with you, don't shake me like that. Do you have your first period or something?”
My vision is blurry. I want to cry here. “I am Sandra! What did you do to Johann!”
“You can't be Sandra! She was a fine and nice woman. She always assisted me in my work. She wasn't violent or a control freak. She knew no martial arts!” He answers.
“Huh? Our country was peaceful for our whole life! There was no need to fight. And as long as I was with Johann, I always had enough money! He was a perfect money printing machine with his genius mind.” I answer. Then I hug him tight. “What happened to you to become like that?”
“I could throw the same question back at you. And do you want to imply, that Sandra just stayed with me for the money?” Angrod doesn't move.
“I seems people change with time.... and you can't get them back.” He says disillusioned.
I guess you should never tell a guy that you are thinking about money...
“This is worse than knowing that you are just out there somewhere in the multiverse and I just can't find you.” -Angrod
I really don't know if this the worst or the best day ever.
“I guess it is better to continue as we were. We are not the same people, we were back then. Trying to go back is probably impossible.” -Angrod
“You think? But... No, you are right. You are not Johann. And I am not Sandra any more. Waaaa, I hate this situation! B... But you came for me, instead of hiding in the shelter! So maybe there is still a good guy somewhere inside you.” I am mad at myself, I should have just forgotten about this.
“I said you shouldn't misunderstand that!”, He gets red, oh so cute! He can't be sincere.
Suddenly the door opens and Ireth looks inside. “I heard some noise... WHAT HAPPENED HERE!? Did a bomb explode!?”
Then her eyes fall upon us. “YOU two FOUGHT! ......AGAIN!”
Angrod hugs me. “Hahaha! We just had a small lovers quarrel! Isn't that right my sugar-cat?”
My stomach turns upside down when I hear my old pet-name.
“Sure, but we already made up again. I can't be mad at my -little one- forever! It was just a minor misunderstanding.” I join him out of reflex and he turns stiff.
But a rope appears in Ireth's hands and she walks into our direction. Now I am crying for real while hugging Angrod. He is crying too and hugs me in turn.
Aaaah..... Somehow this feels like those forgotten times. It's just that the reasons for crying are now completely different.