Greece
is
wandering round his home-lost.
Turkey
has
come to visit. He hadn't heard from the Greek in a while and he was wondering what the hell was up. He knocks on the door.
puts on his clothes-the white shirt adult Greece had been wearing which drowned him, and one sock. He then hurries to the door and peeks
through the letterbox, thinking he was being sneaky.
Turkey
is
tapping his foot impatiently. "Greece, you home?" He peers through the windows.
opens the door a little and calls out 'Go away!'
hears a voice he has not heard in several centuries and peers down his jaw dropping upon sight of him. "What the fuck happened to you?!" He
points horrified.
frowns up at him, not sure what 'fuck' means but he's sure it's a bad-bad word. 'I say go away.' He closes the door, not thinking about the
lock, and runs down the hall to go find something to play with.
throws the door open and strides after him finding him at the end of the hall. "What have you done to Heracles?" He says in a very accusing
manner. "Wait....where you drinking with Arthur again?"
puts his hands up high in the air. 'I don know, may-be.' He picks up his toy horse and holds it up to Sadiq. 'This is mine.' He tells him.
((I love how kids just want to show you everything they own-I hope you're looking forward to naughty ChibiGreece btw, he will attack you!))
would go pay Arthur a little visit later and set things straight. He can only stare blankly at younger Greece as he tries to come up with a
way to turn him back or deal with him. "Who gave you that horse?"
pulls it to his chest. 'It's mine, I found it in my big box!' He points to a large trunk that Heracles recently brought down from the
attic. He suddenly puts down the horse and puts his arms up for Sadiq. 'Greece wants up-up.'
glances over at the box and back at the Greek bending down to pick him up. He forgot how light Heracles had been when he had been a kid. He
Turkey
was
so bad at talking to kids. "Let's go have a look in your box. What do you say?"
nods, small hands promptly going up to cover his eye holes. 'Yeah, I want to play!'
frowns. "No, Greece I need to see first and then we'll play." He says as he moves the smaller hands from his face. He walks over to the
trunk and the first thing he notices are the old Ottoman clothes neatly folded in one of the corner beside all of the toys and other child-
like things. "Hey, I have a better idea." He knew after he spoke with Arthur this would be wayyyy to fun to bug Greece with. "Let's play
dress up."
'Ooh, dress up? What will we dress up as?' He grabs onto Sadiq's sleeves, wondering if they're going to swap clothes.
Turkey
has
seen what Greece is wearing and knows for a fact that he can't fit in that so swaping clothes was out of the question. He bends at the knees
and grabs some of Greece's really old Ottoman clothing and waves it in his face. "You're going to dress up in these~"
looks at the colours and get excited. 'I am? Oh, give me-give me!' He immediately strips off his shirt and sock and puts his hands up so
Sadiq can dress him.
puts him down amused at how quick he got undressed. He puts the shirt over the Greeks head and shimmies it over Heracles big head before
smoothing the wrinkles out of it and staring at the small Greek with a small smile.
"What do you think?"
((didn't seem to work, I'll try this: www.lolibaka.com/beta/po... ))
((Just imagine a small Greece dressed like that, because I can't find the other one XD))
spins around, feeling oddly at home in these. 'I look good, don't I?' He smiles, placing his little hat on his head.
(( That's traditional Greek wear. xD ))
nods. "Yeah, you do." He wasn't minding this too much, this was nothing like what they did when Greece was actually this age. "Picture?"
((Is it? It said Turkish on the tagline I followed! *grabs* pretend he's wearing traditional Turkish wear!))
(( It is. Honest mistake. I'll pretend. ))
((XD))
nods excessively. 'I want a picture! With...' He looks around for a cat to pull in. '...Clio.' He poses near the cat.
Turkey
is
so glad he brought his camera, blackkkmail~ He pulls out his camera and turns it on snapping a few pictures. "Very nice."
(( Oh god...I feel like such a pedo....))
((Don't worry, he's all man 
Well. Normally...))
Well. Normally...))
jumps up and down, and pulls faces. 'Ima gonna be a superpower!' He announces, running around in circles.
(( Hahaha, I'm thankful for that. ))
quirks a brow amused. "What kind of super power are you going to have?"
points. 'Ima gonna own you.' He says like it was the truth. 'And have lotsa people eating, and dancing. And have cats *everywhere*. I'm
gonna have a super power of cats.'
snorts, that was probably the funniest thing he's heard in a long time. "Oh are you now?" And cats? Could that really be a super power? "I
don't think cats counts as a super power."
gasps and shakes his head. 'You're wrong, cats make a good super power. Okay, Ima have cat people. And they talk and have tails.' he runs
behind Sadiq and begins to climb up his trouser leg.
forget how much energy a child can have. "Cat people?" He laughs...and stops trying to be considerate. He didn't want a crying Greek on his
hands. "You're going to be the Sultan of these people?" He glances over his shoulder at the scaling Greece.
pats the Turk's ass on his way up. 'Yeah, and they're all gonna love me and I'll love them. You-' He climbs up to Turkey's back and wraps
his arms around his neck. 'You can be my Grand Vizier.'
Turkey
is
a bit surprised by the pat and brings his arms behind him so he's half holding Greece so he won't fall. "What an honor. Are you sure you
want to trust me that much." He chuckles as he starts giving the Greek a piggy back ride bouncing every now and then.
laughs and cries out for the fun. 'Yeah, but I'm still in charge, okay? And you have to do what I say, or else I'll hit you on the head!'
Turkey
thinks
that if this were three hundred years ago he would have hung the little brat from the window by his ankles. "That's not nice. Do you want
your people to think your a mean sultan and try and overthrow you?"
clutches Sadiq's hair in fright. 'No! I'm a nice sultan, I promise! I'll only hit you if you do something bad, deal?' He reaches around and
shakes Sadiq's nose since he doesn't know where his hand is.
makes a face and blows at the hand on his nose. "Okay okay...what does his sultan want to do now?"
giggles and pulls his hand back. 'Sultan wants to eat ice cream and chocolate, then go for a bubble bath.'
takes them to the kitchen. "How bout a fruit salad instead?" He would try and avoid sugar like the plague.
guesses that's okay. 'Can I use my fingers to eat? And will you feed me too?' He leaps to a counter and begins to do little dance moves on
the sliding surface.
Turkey
was
going to get tired and fast. "Yeah, you can use your fingers and no I will not feed you." He says as he gathers all the fruits and a cutting
board making sure to do all the cutting on a different counter before placing it all in a bowl and placing it in front of Greece. "Here you
are."
unceremoniously falls onto his bottom, wincing as he does so. He leans over, rubbing his bruising buttcheeks through his dress up
clothes with one hand and uses the other to pick up the fruit. 'Thank you, Grand Vizier, you will not be hit today!'
rolls his eyes at this. "You are much to kind sultanim~" He watches for a bit longer before going off to get the bath ready.
finishes off his fruit salad and paddles around the kitchen counter to the sink to wash his hands. On the way, he accidently knocks over
a vase of flowers. It smashes on the floor, clay pieces, water and flowers covering the floor. 'Oops, oh no!' He climbs down and quickly
picks up all the pieces of clay and the flowers, and hides them under a rug. The water...'Uh...'
hears something crash and shatter and quickly turns off the tap heading over to the kitchen hastily. Upon entering he goes over to find
Greece and steps on the rug hiding the shattered pieces and cuts his foot. He cries out in pain and holds his foot as he pushes the rug back
to find the broken pieces. His eyes land on the Greek and he glares at him. "Stupid! What were you thinking?!"
pales, both at being caught and at seeing Turkey's cut foot. 'I didn't-! It fell and I cleaned up!' He says quickly, edging for the door.
notices this and quickly makes his way towards him grabbing him roughly and pulling him back to the rug. "That is not cleaning!" He
scolds. "And you're not going anywhere!" He has half a mind to go drown him in the bathtube. "You're going to clean this properly and I
won't let you leave until I'm satisfied."
tries to shove him off. 'I'm the sultan! It's my house-I don't want to clean!' He slips a little on the water. 'We'll just stop using this
room.'
manages to catch him and holds him up by an arm. "This sultan game ends now. You are cleaning this up or else you're....you're...you're
grounded!"
looks positively shocked at that. Turkey wasn't serious, was h-he was! Feeling trapped, he eventually gets on his knees and picks up some of
the rubble. 'I don't want to be grounded...'
pushes the trash bin towards Greece so he can place the pieces in there and passes him a dry cloth. "Then do what I've asked you and stop ju
jumping around and being so careless."
nods silently and dumps the rubble into the bin. He does it again. And again. Soon, only the tiny shards are left. 'I'm done...'
goes off to get a hand-broom and swipes up the small shards placing them in the bin as well. "No, you're not. Dry the floor."
gapes at him. Dry the floor too? 'No, I don-I don't like you very much!' He takes a towel and pads the floor dry.
doesn't care. "I don't like you either." He retorts just as childishly.
makes a face at the floor. 'Well, I don't like you more than you don't like me,' He tosses the towel behind him, not paying attention, and
accidently throws the wet towel towards Turkey's face.
gets hit by the towel and has half a mind to strangle Heracles with it but takes a deep breath and remembers this isn't permanent. "Good.
You can go back home in that case and you can give me back the clothes I let you borrow. They look better on me anyway."\
suddenly turns whiny. 'No-o, I like my clothes!' He takes Sadiq's hand and tugs at it. 'Greece wants to keeps them.' He sticks out his
bottom lip and uses his baby voice. That usually makes people want to go easier on him.
Turkey
is
trying to remain really strict but the face is really getting to him. "Greece should clean up his mess and then maybe I'll consider letting
him keep them."
lets out a baby noise but nods. He quickly finishes cleaning up and then glances over to Sadiq for his verdict. 'Greece did good.' He says.
nods. He was satisfied. "You do really good." He bends down and scoops him up in his arms. "Now we're going to wash you up."
tries, but fails, to hide a pleased smile. 'Greece likes washing with Turkey. I think even when I'm big. I like it a lot.'
can't help but laugh at that statment. "When you're big lots of things will change." He says as he walks into the bathroom the tub of water
already ready for the Greek. He places him back down. "Now take your clothes off and jump in...you smell bad."
Greece
is
pretty sure he smells good and natural, but he gets in anyway. 'What will change, Sadiq?' He asks, curiously.
takes a seat by the tub and ruffles the Greeks hair. "Things. Things that you probably won't understand right now."
Greece
is
sure he would-he's smart! He splashes about. 'I wish I was big again so you could show me.' He says wistfully.
knows he is. "Yeah, I wish that too kid. I would show you exactly what I mean."
leans over the bath to him. 'You promise, the second I'm big again, you'll show me?'
nods. "I promise now turn around so I can shampoo your hair." He orders as he squirts some of the jelly liquid on his palm.
shivers. 'You put the cold stuff on!' He pouts and plays with the soap holder, pretending it's a ship. 'Don't get it in my eyes.'
rubs it into his scalp. "Don't tell me what to do or else I will rub it in your eye."
'Don't-just...you know.' He doesn't want to make Sadiq feel like he has to prove it. 'Remember my curl-I like it when it tickles.'
nods as he gently rubs the curl knowing exactly what it did to the Greek. "I'll remember."
makes happy noises. If only he knew the tickling would grow into a different sensation with age... 'So, I'm not yours anymore, right?'
quirks a brow as he rinses the shampoo out of the Greeks hair making sure to shield his eyes. "What makes you say that?"
shrugs, dipping his ship in and out the water. 'I don't live with you. I have my own house now. So why do I keep coming back to your house?
And why do you want to take care of me?'
Turkey
has
to think about that before answering. "Because you belong to me in another way....in a none owning but owning kind of way." He muses.
'Oh...so...do we have a special bond, like human people?' He asks, his splashing getting smaller and smaller as he thinks.
isn't sure what that means exactly. "What do you mean by that?" He lathers soap on a cloth and starts rubbing circles in his back.
isn't sure he should say in case he's wrong. 'Like a...human couple. With the rings, and the vows tying them together.'
had asked once...but hadn't recieved much of a reply from the Greek. "Not quite like that....but not to far off."
((He did? 
Wow, when? ))
Wow, when? ))
turns to look at him, suds falling from his hair into the water. 'What's stopping us, then?' He wonders.
(( I don't remember, pfff, it was a long time ago. ))
shrugs. "Not sure...I guess...not sure..."
watches his face for a while, and then turns back with a small smile. 'I bet we will some day. I bet you two ca-no, one cat. I bet you one
cat we'll be like that. I'm going to force a ring on you.' He laughs happily and splashes again.
chuckles. "Oh will you now." He says in amusment. "You think you'll be courageous enough to ask me." He lifts the Greeks arm and lathers it.
Greece
is
tickled by this also and laughs out. 'Yeah! No, I'll *tell* you! I'll say 'Sadiq, you must be my husband!' And you'll say 'okay!' '
laughs. "I'm glad I know how it willl go. Saves me the effort of thinking up what to say."
waves it off as if Sadiq was serious. 'It's alright, that way we can get to the wedding fast. More time for wedding present opening.'
quirks a brow. "You're thinking about the wedding presents already. Shouldn't you be thinking about things that aren't the presents."
Greece
wonders
what he means. 'I've already got it all planned. You just have to choose you're...what's the name...best man.'
Turkey
is
surprised by this. "My best man." He had not thought of that...who would he pick?
"Who's your best man?"
hums and thinks about it. 'I think....maybe Kiku? I was told I'm best friends with Korea too, so maybe him?'
nods. "If you pick Korea than I'll have to think of someone else."
claps his hands, because he can't click his fingers yet. 'Then I take Kiku, and you take Korea!' He was a genius! XD
laughs. "There was also Hungary I had thought about or Egypt."
'I thought Hungary could be a pretty bridesmaid. Or..the only bridesmaid, I guess.' He wonders about Egypt. 'Would he be the ring bearer?'
shrugs. "He could walk you down the aisle." He teases.
shakes his head, looking embarrassed. 'He won't want to do th-hey! Why am I the only getting walked down the aisle! I'm no girl!'
laughs. "You are." He continues.