Anak Ano ginawa mo? ( Countryhumans) {amephil} (Moved)

Dad I'm hungry

"So russia has sons?"

I nodded

"are you sure?"

I nodded again

"then maybe, I should talk to him" martial stood up from the couch

"where are you going?" I stood up aswell

"I'm going home, I have to think about this through and russial should meet her other dad soon" he grinned as he mentioned little russial. he used 'russial' instead of 'anak'

"I'll be leaving phil, I'll see you at friday alright?" martial spoke as he picked up the bag and russial up and head to the front door

"friday? why?" I asked but then he turned his head

"why not? do you not want to spend time with russial after knowing her exisitance?" he made a small genuine smile which brought me to the past where he would smile all the time

they used to call him smiley, back then we were I think 4, and when we would smile together the sun and stars would glow on our faces which was what mom and dad would say and we would sing in the village

they called martial the angel singer but now all you can hear are sinister laughs of the devil

"I'd love to kuya"

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"mama! mama we're hungry and there's no food anymore!"

"aisha, anak I'm tired and... you have sinigang on the table"

"the stray cat ate it mama"

"*sigh* alright, call your kuya na philip. I'll go get my bag"

"Yay!"

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"Mama can me and philip have chicken?"

"yes mama, pleaseeeee"

"fine, but you two have to do your chores today, deal?"

"DEAL!"

"hahaha... you two are such a roit"

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"mama, who's flag is that?"

"martial, go home and hide and what aver you do. Don't answer until your hear either mine or papa's voice, okey?"

"okey mama, come on phil"

"okey, bye mama!"

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"Dad..."

Stop...

"Dad wake up"

No just leave us alone...

"Dad wake up I'm hungry"

what...?

"Dad!"

I shot my head up nearly hitting the person

"woah, Dad chill it's just me. Your son" I heard the person say beside me

wait what? what son?

I looked at him examining his features; his flag has stripes but the upper stripes are blue while he lower stripes are red and he has a triangle on the side of his face like my but it's yellow and he has multiple stars and he was only wearing white shirt and shorts

"Dad I'm hungry can we eat?" he asked politely but impatiently too

I just stared at him, and while staring for I think a minute I asked him "Sorry but I'm not your Dad and where did you come from?"

"haha, very funny dad... c'mon! let's go to the kitchen! I wanna eat!" he acted like I said a joke and jumped off my bed and ran out the door

I just sighed and and head down stairs to meet him

" hey... ummm kid, can I ask you something?" I looked at him while he was staring at my fridge

"sure thing dad but where's the eggs?" asked back

"top right and what's your name?" I narrowed my brow folding my arms leaning on the door frame

"I- I don't know my name... can you give me one? since you are my dad" he slowly turned to me holding three eggs with shaking hands

I Didn't know how to answer that but maybe what happened to martial is happening to me? I'm still not sure but he still needed a name so I walked closer to him examining his flag thinking about a name

10...28...32... 48...50 stars and white stripes...

russial immediately reminded me of russia and this kid reminded me of...JOE??? Wha???

"philian???" I said confused? I think I'm not so good at this actually

"philian... Philiiiiiaaaaaaan... Philian! but... I think philippian?" he questioned

"I think that fits better" I smiled and he grinned rather widely and went back to making eggs

"so hold old are you?"I asked taking a seat on a stool

"Oh I think I'm 4? or maybe 5 years old but I think I'm old enough" he answered not even sure for himself but he was still honest

so I continued to watch him cook as he struggled

So I stepped in before he burned my kitchen and offered I'll be the one to cook so I told him to wait and watch in the living room

He was hesitant at first and said he wanted to be the one to cook to make a good first impression, I was flattered but the fear of losing my kitchen was stronger than this so I told him with a stern tone until he agreed

And now I took 4 eggs and wash the rice and cook it, turning on the fire and getting a frying pan I crack the eggs in a cup {{I always use this when I cook}} and grabbed a fork and beat the eggs together. And going back to the pan I put some cooking oil and pour the egg mix as it sizzles I sprinkle salt to add flavor in it

I check on lil'phil which is my nickname for him to distinguish both of us so I walked to the living room but I stopped at the door frame and stared at him

he looks pretty troubled. Probably because he wanted to cook for me that might be it... it's kinda sweet though...

I sigh and went back to cooking and prepared the plates and the rice was starting to steam out so I opened the lid a bit to let it out

I continue until I'm done with our breakfast so I decide to call him until I stopped and thought for a moment

Should I use a meme???