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Once again, here I am, in the middle of nowhere... Or rather a completely White open space.
"*sigh...* Here, again...?"
This is a dream. I know it, since I've been here countless times already... And soon… Soon 'it' will be here as well. And once again 'it' will tell me the same message I've already been told me so many times before...
"Oh, here 'it' comes."
As predicted, a mass of black appears, in the form of a person. Without a face or any identifiable features, as if someone failed their art project after drawing a shadow in 3D… Is 'it' even wearing clothes? I would think not… Luckily, 'it' also doesn't show any 'important details'. I might be assuming, but it's safer to just make a mental note that 'it' is some sort of pervert. Yup. I would rather avoid interaction if possible…
"Save... world... God."
Once again, 'it' repeats the same words 'it' has already said in each and every one of the previous times I`ve been here.
For some reason, it seems 'it' is never able to form clear sentences, leaving behind only these disconnected words. Always the same ones. I could probably make some sense out of them, but then I would have to rely on those kinds of cliché stories… And surely this isn't one of them, right…?
"Damn..."
Anyone would get angry after hearing these broken words so, so, so many times... Is it THAT hard to just use a filler there? I know enough series that manage to stay afloat with only those... Maybe if I couldn't remember the other times I saw this same scene repeating; or at least if 'it' was a cute girl instead… But this silhouette, anthropomorphic at best, doesn't cut it… I mean, if I'm at a lucid dream, then is it too much to ask for a wet one? Instead, I'm stuck hearing this again and again…
"Again!? How many times do I even have to ask, what the hell are you talking about!? How many times have you even shown up already!? And what's the point if you can't even get the message right!?"
You're annoying... Please just let me dream normally, or you know just fade to black so I can wake up…
"And what's more, save the world? Really? In this economy? Or what, is there actually going to be an impending crisis or some other stupid MacGuffin?"
Just say what you want already and stop bothering me!!!
I was annoyed when I started the sentence, but I don't know when it was that I started to scream... Well, it's not like I didn't have any right to be angry. Just how many times have I seen this same dream already...? This goddamn stalker...
Suddenly, something I never expected happened. 'It" finally talked back to me.
"Soon... happen... soon..."
…
You have got to be kidding me… The first time 'it' says something new, and it's wasted in an useless sentence!? If you can't elaborate, then at least give me a concrete time period, you damn bastard!!! 'soon, happen, soon', and you can't just say 'next week' or 'two years' instead!? What the hell!? A manga with such a shitty climax would get cancelled next week!
And then, 'it' goes away, after saying its piece. Again.
"Not again!!! You ba---!!!"
The world grows darker, signaling the end of the dream... Following that, I start to feel something uncomfortable in my stomach…
…
…
…
"Onii-chan, wake up!!!"
And so, I woke up to my little sister sitting over my stomach. Such a staple scene from mangas or animes was becoming a new routine in my daily life... This is what I get for always waking up late… And possibly for throwing my pillow at her when she came to complain… Now it seems she made up a hobby of trying different ways to wake me up, just out of sheer spite… My little sister might be a little too vengeful…
I look at the clock, still sleepy... That's a given… In truth, I should only wake up one hour from now.
And adding to that, I was still a little angry from my dream.
"You...!!! *Flicks her head* I already told you to stop waking me up like this."
"Like this how, brother? Like when I borrowed my friend's guitar and played God knows? Or when I threw a bucket of water over you? Hmmm… Maybe it was when I put on that fake clown mask and used the fake knife?"
"Any of those would do! You can't just start playing a guitar and singing God knows without wearing a bunny suit! It's heresy, I swear! But really, the clown one was unforgivable, I almost had a heart attack!"
"Pft---!!! Kyahyahaha!!!! I know, I remember your face then---!!!"
I cut her laughter short, otherwise she'll never stop.
"More importantly, it's still one hour away from my actual waking up time!"
*ring!* My alarms flares up.
And I turn it off instantly, in an automated movement, fruit of much practice in turning off my alarm without waking up.
My sister's eyebrow twitches a little when she sees that.
"Your own phone betrays your words, brother. You`re the one who started to wake up earlier in an attempt to avoid me from waking you up like this..."
Do I sense some slight irritation in her voice?
Obviously, I have some problems waking up early. So I easily solved the problem by setting up a few alarms before the actual wake up time, to ready myself for waking up.
"Though I must say it really is a hassle for me to wake up so early because of our little scuffle..." She continues.
"Well, then just don't!!! Or even better, don't wake me up with you!"
She then smiles at me, but her eyes seem to be trembling a little.
"Unfortunately, big bro, I`m a light sleeper. Which means it`s a little difficult to sleep peacefully when there`s an alarm blaring periodically for an hour on the next room."
"Eh…?"
"Also, we can`t let out the fact you've maxed out your skills on turning off the alarm, while half-asleep. Meaning I still have to come and help you up in the end. Is it that hard to just set one alarm and wake up?! Like, maybe three at best, but twenty?!"
"O-oh…"
What can I say, people manage to adapt themselves to their environment…
Wait, wasn`t I the one scolding her? How come the situation got reversed…?
I can't let myself fall to her pace---!
"You know, don't use that tone with me young lady! Where have you even learned how to talk with an adult like that? I swear, kids these days have no respect…"
"Must've been from one of those imouto ero magazines you keep hidden in your bedroom..."
Wha---? How could she have possibly have found my One Piece?!
That one secret treasure every adult has and holds more dearly than their own lives?
The one that would make anyone die of shame if a family member ever found them? Its common courtesy to just pretend you didn't see anything!
I knew I should have thrown the physical versions away… But how could I!? They're simply built different! And at this point there's already years of precious history!
No... Wait...
Could she have actually found them, even with all of the safety precautions I took? It has to be a bluff.
She must be trying to trick me into falling at her pace. If I just analyze the situation thoroughly, I should be able to find an incongruity in her statement...
...
Hah!!! Of course!!!
"Objection!!! My doujins have no content such as imoutos, they're all about onee-san's, milfs and monmusus!!!"
I do love my little sister, but definitely not that kind of love. You really should not try to fool your elders my little sister... Fuhahaha!!!
She tries to maintain a poker face, but it's clear she's holding herself in order not to laugh, or be disgusted. Both, I'd say.
"Gross… So you really do have those kinds of things hidden in your room… And such weird tastes… Mongooses, what the heck…? I'm not sure if this is just a phase… Boys, really…"
She does make a cunning smile at the end of her sentence…
"Gah!!!"
Impossible... This whole discussion must've been within her plans…
With that new info to blackmail me, I simply had to concede to her demands…
Once again, I have suffered loss at the hands of this little master strategist... Are all younger sisters this frightening? Or is it just mine that is an evil little genius…?
Ghhh!!! Even though I should be angry at myself and her… When I see that little mischievous smile of hers, I can't make myself to be…
After a little discussion, in which I promised to (permanently) turn off the set of alarms, she goes back to her room. We both decided to go back to sleep and have breakfast at the usual time... Though it is a little hard to go back to sleep when I first have to repeatedly bang my head against the wall in order to erase my shame…