The Tailor's Tale

It was a sunny day in Ireland, the wind was softly blowing fanning Young Hercules Mulligans face. The young kid was walking around their garden, while his parents discuss work with an acquaintance from work. Him being too young to understand adult works decided to take a stroll around the estate. Hercules heaved a bored sigh and sat on one of the stone benches in the garden. The stone seat was warm under his skin, given that that bench was sitting under the noon sun. Nevertheless he sat on the sun bathed seat. A little while after he heard light footsteps approaching him. He kept his guard up, he somehow suspects it was his older brother, Hugh, creeping up to startle him like usual. But instead when he turned around he met bright Brown eyes. It was a young girl, about the same age as him, she was wearing an obnoxiously bright yellow silk dress, which seems to glow even brighter under the sunny sky. Young Hercules had to squint his eyes to be able to see her without hurting his eyes. "Why are you out here in the sun?" She asked, her voice was high-pitched and squeaky, he thought to himself. "Because the weather is nice out here" the young boy answered, standing up amd walking to a shade, which was under a huge tree. "I like sunny weathers too! but Mommy said i'd ruin my dress if i play outside for too long" she said following behind him towards the tree. "My Mom also says the same thing" he laughs before asking "Who are you by the way and what are you doing here?" "My Name's Andrea Sieraff" she introduced herself. 'oh, yeah. the Sieraff couple are the visitor and my parent's acquaintances' Hercules thought as she looked at the girl. "I'm Hercules Mulligan, nice to meet you Andrea" he said. Young Andrea's eyes widens and her mouth formed an O shape as he realized something. "your Mommy was looking for you back inside!" she said excitedly, grabbing his wrist and dashed inside the estate. Poor hercules was dragged behind her as her little feet moves quickly running through the halls. The young girl seems to have familiarized herself around the Mulligan household as she knows where and which way to turn. Once the two reached the living room, both parents have seated on either side of the couches. "Mama!" Andrea beams, letting go of Hercules' wrist and ran to her Mother's embrace. While the young boy walks towards his parents and brother, he sqeezed himseld between his mother and brother. Somehow when the young girl let go of Hercules' wrist, he felt a strange tingling sensation on the very same spot her hand used to be. He does not know if its because of his new found feeling or just the blood circulating back into his hand from how tight her grip on his wrist was. He decided not to stress his young brain anymore and just enjoy their afternoon tea. • "I had fun today Mrs. Mulligan! I hope i could visit you guys again!" Andrea shouted as her mother carries her in her arms, the young girl had enjoyed her tea and biscuit so much she lost count at the sixth piece of the pastry. "You can visit us anytime dear, you're family is always welcome to come over anytime!" Mrs. Mulligan called waving at the energetic little girl, while Hercules stands next to his mother as they watch the Sieraff family board their carriage and took off to go back to their home. "her energy is so contagious, and now that she's gone home, i only realized how tired i was. Wouldn't you agree Herc" she smiled looking down at her son as she pats his head, and as if on cue Hercules began to yawn, so he just nidded his head. "Come on in now, son. Let's get you cleaned up and tucked into bed" she saif softly, opening the door and let themselves in, calling it a day. 'what a day' Hercules thought to himself. (fore note from the author: hello, so this is a historical fanfiction, heavily influenced by Hamilton the musical, so there are a lot of inaccuracies here. i am also not familiar with the states since i do not live there, hopefully i get the places right. now, onto the story!) ~•~