You had, somehow, ended up in the park about an hour from your house. The park was familiar, yes, but not at night. The once friendly, happy, and green trees were now dark, the branches reminding you of one of the nightmares you had.
With your hands shaking, you wrapped your arms around yourself as more tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. Your hands shook as you walked in one of the grassy fields, throat hurting from thirst and your stomach upset from nerves and hunger.
You weren't exactly sure how you got lost, all you did was follow your uncle and only trialled a little bit behind him. You didn't want to hold his hand anymore, you thought of yourself as a big kid now.
But, you never thought you would get lost. The idea and concept scared you, and now you were experiencing it. It was warm and sunny when you lost your uncle, now it was dark and getting cold.
You wanted to go home. You wanted to go home right now.
"(Name)!" Gilbert called, walking up towards the house he shared with you and Ludwig. He checked everywhere you could have gone, and the house was the last place he wanted to return to. Ludwig would blow a gasket once Gilbert told him that he had lost you.
No. He didn't lose you, you ran away. He was too awesome to have lost a little kid, especially when that little kid was his niece.
He climbed up the steps and pushed the door open, looking around quickly for any sign that you had returned home.
"Scheiße," he cursed once he realized that you weren't there. He turned back around to head back outside, but Ludwig's voice stopped him.
"Bruder," he asked, crossing his arms once he came into view, "vhere is (Name)?"
Gilbert turned back around, his brain trying to come up with an "awesome" excuse as to why you weren't with him.
"Vell," he started, "you see, she vas walking behind me, und vhen I turned around, she vas gone."
"WAS!?" Ludwig yelled, growing red in the face, "you lost her?"
"Nein," Gilbert denied, "she...ran avay."
"You vere supposed to be vatching her," Ludwig said, Gilbert watching him head towards the open door.
Ludwig paused, turning to look at his brother. "How long ago did zhis happen?"
Gilbert paused, thinking, "vell, it was before lunch when-"
"She's been missing for half zhe day!?"
You had no idea where you were anymore.
You were tired, thirsty, and very hungry. Your (e/c) eyes were red and sore from crying and just general tiredness. You were now very sure that your uncle had abandoned you.
You didn't understand why he did this. You didn't do anything wrong! Your room was clean, you didn't spill anything or drew on the walls. You stayed out of your uncle's and father's rooms, and you made sure to stay close to your uncle when you left the house.
What did you do wrong?
You found a tree to sit under, pulling your legs up to your chest to keep warm. You thought about your dad and your home. You were tired and wanted to go to bed, but you were so turned around that you had no idea what direction your home was.
You sniffled, looking rather pitiful sitting under the tree. Your (h/c) hair was a mess, your face a little dirty and you had a few cuts and scrapes from when you fell a couple times. There were people who tried to help you, but they were strangers and you didn't trust them.
A bird cry broke you from your thoughts, making you look up. The sound should have been normal, seeing as you were sitting in a park. But, the only sounds you heard in the park at night was your own foot steps and the rustle of leaves when the odd breeze would blow through.
So, naturally, you glanced over towards where you heard the bird. Sure enough, a little yellow bird flew towards you, letting out a few chirps.
"G-Gilbird!" you exclaimed upon recognizing your uncle's pet.
The little bird circled around your head a little, your eyes following him.
"What are you doing here?" you asked, watching the bird for a few moments before he started to fly off towards another part of the park.
You took off, running to keep up with Gilbird. You didn't want to be alone in the park anymore, even if following the bird would lead you nowhere.
You fell onto the ground, feeling the sting of another scrape on your right knee. You scowled as you sat on the dirt path, pulling up your pant leg. You had a rather nice build up of both dry and fresh blood on your knee and the inside of your pant leg.
With a few sniffling cries, you pulled yourself up again, favouring your left leg as you looked for Gilbird again. At not seeing the yellow bird, you started to panic.
"Gilbird!" you yelled, it coming out more like a sob/scream.
You started as you heard the familiar voice, running towards it. You heard another familiar voice call your name as well.
"Onkel! Vati!" you yelled, running towards the two figures that started to come into view.
Within a few moments, you were being held tightly by your father, you sobbing and shaking so hard that you couldn't speak properly.
"See, Vest," your uncle said, his voice had that sort of 'I-told-you-so' tone to it, "I told you zhat I vould be able to find her, thanks to zhe awesome me and Gilbird."
"Ja," your father snapped, "not vithout traumatizing her, first."
You glanced up as your father carried you back towards the house. You didn't understand why your uncle was getting in trouble, you were the one who did something bad. That's why he abandoned you, so you thought that you should be the one getting into trouble...
You winced slightly as your father bandaged up your knee, your eyes heavy from crying and you were just so tired.
"Why are you mad at onkel?" you asked, your eyes on your bandaged knee.
"Because he didn't, und still von't, take responsibility for losing you today."
"But I was the one who did something bad," you said, feeling guilty, "that's why he abandoned me. He was punishing me, right?"
"Nein," your father said, "ve vouldn't punish you zhat vey, never."
You nodded, allowing your father to lead you to your bedroom. Even if it wasn't your fault, you didn't want your uncle to be blamed for it, either.
-- Extended Ending --
You watched in horror as your uncle showed you the new and "awesome" thing he bought you.
The first thing you noticed was the harness that looked like it could wrap around your torso perfectly. The next was the black leash that was way too short for your liking.
"It is called a child leash," your uncle explained, "now, you von't be able to get lost und nozing like last veek can happen."
You stared at the leash as your uncle undid the buckles, laughing that weird laugh of his.
"You von't to try it on?" he asked, moving towards you with the harness.
You moved back quickly, not wanting to be anywhere near that thing.
"N-No," you said quickly, "I don't want to go outside anymore."
That wasn't something that would help you, it was just cruel and unusual punishment.