Unexpected Visit (HIATUS)

Chapter 1

-3rd POV-

And here he his. Laying in his bamboo couch doing absolutely nothing. Philippines was never the one to get bored, no, no, no. He always has something to do, either cleaning the whole mansion just to wait for all his niece and nephews to visit at least one day, and so willing just to relearn the language of his past best friend but he isn't here to teach him again.

So now, Philippines is now just daydreaming of who-knows-what.

-Philip's POV-

"Bakit ba ngayon wala ako magawa?!"
(Why is it that today I don't have anything to do?!) I thought to myself as I just growls into nothingness.

Quickly standing up, I paced back and forth in my living room in thought of what I could do.

"Pwede ako mag bisita sa mga pamangkin ko!" (Maybe I can visit my niece and nephews!) I smiled brightly, before I remembered that I already did that last week.

And after a few minutes I just gave up.
All my ideas were all done or just finished from a few days ago.

"EDI ANO ANG DAPAT KONG GAWIN PARA HINDI NAKO MAGING BORED?!"
(THEN WHAT CAN I DO JUST TO NOT BE BORED?!) I screamed to the wall out of anger.

Calming down I slouch back to the couch feeling more gloomy than ever.
I looked at my left and spotted the painting Baguio did last year.

Standing up and walking over to the painting and analyzing it very carefully. It was a painting of a sampaguita, the one which I have in my garden Baguio used as reference.

Then my mind clicked, an amazing idea went by to my head and I squealed in happiness finally finding the cure to my never ending boredom.

Not wasting any second, I sprinted up to the storage room that was end of the hallway. Quickly gathering materials and a canvas to paint something.

I carried all of it and went directly to my garden. Grabbing a spare stool that was in my kitchen, I proped all of my supplies and canvas to start sketching.

But before my pencil could touch the clean and white canvas, "Ano ba idrawing ko?" (What am I going to draw?)

Stopping just to think of another idea.
I looked around my garden, but there was nothing that was interesting for me to draw.

"Ito ba ang nararamdaman ng mga nagdradrawing at tawag nilang 'artblock'?" (Is this what they feel when they draw and it's called 'artblock'?)

Grumbling every curse word that I know, I just focused into the canvas.
Eyeing it like my prey, before I ended up laughing "Kapay! Hindi naman yan tao ah!" (Idiot! It isn't a human!)

My laughter died down and I'm back to thinking what I could possibly draw in this canvas.

Instead of thinking of what I could draw, I ended up thinking about my family.

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"Mama! Mama!" I called out to our empty bahay kubo while walking alonside with Martial and Del.

Papa and Mama walked out with a questioning looked at us before glancing at what Del's holding.

"Saan naman nyo nakuha ang mga manga na yan?" (And where did you get all of those mangoes?) Dad asked us to which Martial just grinned widely.

"Meron po kasing malapit na puno sa pinaglalaruan namin pa." (There was a tree nearby to where we were playing) Martial replied to Papa while Del and Mama carried the mangas inside.

"Pero, paano ba natin yan uubusin?" (But, how can we eat all that?) Papa worriedly asked the both of us and I replied, "Pwede po natin ipamigay sa mga kapitbahay natin!" (Maybe we can give them to our neighbors!)

Mama camed out again as she patted me on the head, "Ang talino mo naman anak, ipamigay rin natin yung mga manga sa tito mo" (Your really smart son, we should also give your uncles of the mangoes)

"Paano naman kami Ma?" (How about us Ma?) Both Del and Martial asked Perla who only giggles as she hugs the three of them.

"Oo naman, bakit ko naman makakalimutan ang mga gawpong kong mga anak!" (Of course, why would I forget my handsome childrens!)

We all grinned from that before Papa added up "Sympre, mana sa kanilang tatay!" (Of course, they inherited that from their father!) Mama just rolled her eyes at Papa who just laughed from her reaction.

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I slightly teared up from the nostalgia, missing my family more than anything in the world.

And just like when I started, I gripped the pencil and started to sketch.

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And that's for chapter one! Hope you like this story since I did this while I was having a party at my school.

And of course I was lucky enough to not get my phone confiscated by the teacher.

I'm sorry if I have grammatical errors and etc.