1 I promise not to cause trouble

[ Baby pov ]

Pressure unlike I ever felt before, a viscous substance engulfing me and blurring further my already useless senses, uncomfortable positions and strange movements, and suddenly... light, blinding light.

My instincts were telling me to do something, yet my years of life experience didn't make it easy to figure it out. As I started panicking due to lack of air, I felt something land on my body, causing me to start crying. Once I broke to tears, I felt my lungs expand for the first time, allowing entrance to the air.

While my eyes were barely working, my ears were better off, being able to perceive the words spoken around with relative understanding. Based on what I think is going on, I should just have been born, the hit I felt must have been the one doctors give to babies so they cry when they are born.

"Congratulations miss Adler, it's a girl!" said the man who I assume to be the doctor. With my bad eyes I could only see a large blue figure with a white face, though I guess he is in blue clothings and has a surgical mask on.

"Let me see her..." replied a woman in a tired voice, I guess it is her who just went through labor.

While the doctor carried me closer to whom I assume to be my mother, I started giving in to the tiredness and everything went black.

[ 3rd pov ]

As the doctor got the now asleep baby closer to the mother, he couldn't help but feel strange, the father wasn't here but he felt someone else in the room besides himself and the nurses. Putting those thoughts aside he gave the child to the mother, who after looking at her baby for a moment and touching her cheeks, fell asleep.

"Well kid, behave well from now on." said the doctor while giving the baby to a nurse so that she could be taken to the crib.

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[ 4 years later ]

A little girl with blonde hair and bright blue eyes could be seen running around an apartment, getting up and down the couches and doing poorly performed cartwheels.

"Stay still already Christina!" came a voice from the kitchen, followed by footsteps that eventually reached the room in which Christina was currently jumping in. "Sigh, if you keep up with this I will take you to a doctor! I need to work so stop running around and causing a mess. Jasmine won't be coming today to babysit you so you are coming with me to work. You can't be behaving like this over there okey?"

"W-What?! But I will get super bored there mom..." replied Christina in a childish tone while making puppy eyes.

"Those eyes won't work on me. Now go get ready already and clean up this mess." replied the mother while pointing at the toys and stuffed animals that were laying on the floor. "And when you do those eyes you should lower your head a bit more."

"Sure..." said Christina in a low voice before leaving to get dressed. Naturally she ignored the 'cleaning the mess' part as easily as she breathed.

Getting on her mother's car, they made their way across the busy streets of New York to the studio her mother needed to be at.

[ Christina pov ]

"Once we get there I will leave you with Hanna, the woman with short black hair you met at the production party last year." said my mom, honestly this woman is lucky she has such an awesome daughter because her parenting skills are nonexistent. I was 3 years old when I met Hanna, how could any normal kid remember?

I have been four years in this new world and there are some concerning things, first of all my dad is nowhere to be seen, which thinking about it isn't all that concerning so I am not sure why I even mentioned it, but there are some weird things about him, like the lack of photos of him or the way mom gets awkward or angry whenever I ask about him.

Now onto the actually concerning things... the language. Everyone speaks English here and based on what I have managed to piece together this world is similar to my previous one, the world map is pretty much the same and the names of countries as well, but the writing doesn't make sense! Everything is weird and since my mom hasn't taught me how to read I can't learn. Add to the letters in a completely wrong order the fact that I also have unusually high amounts of energy and zero focus abilities, and the result is I haven't learnt anything in the past years.

As my mom parks the car, a tall woman with short black hair and a business suit walks over and opens the door of the car for her. "Good morning Diana." she says looking at my mom.

"Good morning Hanna, are things ready for the shoot?" asks my mom while getting out of the car, once again forgetting about the existence of her daughter and leaving me imprisoned in this metal trap, does she have no knowledge of how many accidents happen in cars every year? I mean I don't, and I am sure the cars have to be moving for there to be any danger, but the point still stands!

"Yes, the producers are ready, the only one missing is mister Tristan, though he already called saying he will be arriving in about ten minutes." replied Hanna before looking in my direction. "What are you doing here little girl?" she asks.

"Well this weird lady kidnapped me while I was going to shop for some groceries." I answer with the most pitiful face I can make.

"Sigh, I just told you not to cause trouble and the first thing you do is try to mess with Hanna?" asks my mom while narrowing her eyes and looking at me. "Also if you want that pitiful face to work you should bring out a small tear and let it sit in the corner of your eyes." she advises, perfect mother, teaching her daughter how to act like someone kidnapped her.

"Hmm, I see, I will try to get better at it then." I say while trying to open the door of the car, though my tiny arms don't quite allow me to push it with enough strength for it to actually open.

"Let me get that for you." says Hanna while coming in my direction and opening the door, her expression is still serious, indicating that the public of my amazing joke seriously lacks a sense of humour.

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Author note:

The mc will look like Violet Evergarden.