(Guzma's View)

(Guzma's 6 Years Old)

(Many Years before Sun and Moon; Hau'oli City)

Waiting is hard. I hate it more than anything in the world. My father, who I call Poppy, told me that in this place, the hospital, will keep Mama very safe with the new baby coming out of her tummy, but for the baby to be safe, I was told to wait for a very long time. I'm not happy about that.

Guzma's my name and I'm a big 6 years old man. I have white, spiky hair, a red/blue checkered long sleeved shirt on, blue jeans and black boots on today. Poppy said I should look nice for the baby.

Poppy, on the other hand, is 37 years old and is very fat. He wears a big leather jacket and a matching checkered shirt and jeans, but bigger. He has brown hair and beard. His job, I think is so cool; he's a construction worker!

"How much longer Poppy!? It's been an hour!" I yell, kicking my feet on the lobby chair's legs in frustration. Poppy grabs my arm and shakes his head. "Guzma no. Now is not the time to complain. Mama's been in there for 4 hours already, so she's almost done."

"But-!" I begin to ask why it should be this long, but Poppy squeezes my arm tighter. I yell and try to shove my arm out. "No more buts Guzma. Hear me? Say it. Now."

"No more buts." I whimper, tears welling up in my eyes. Poppy lets me go and grunts, leaning back on the chair. I stare at him until he glances at me. "What do you want?"

"Nothin…" I sigh sadly, looking down in sadness. I remain this way for around 10 long minutes until a nurse calls for us. I snap my head up and squeal, hopping off the chair before running to the nurse. She looks down at me and smiles. "You ready to see young man? Your sibling is sure a cutie." She says, now looking to Poppy. Poppy nods and takes my hand with a smile. "I'm ready. Are you my little man?" Poppy laughs, ruffling my white hair into a mess. I nod. "Yeah! I'm super DUPER happy to see my younger…what's the name?"

"Sibling?" Poppy asks, unsure if that word is the correct one. I nod. "Yeah, that's the word! I'm super DUPER happy! What's the room's name?" I ask, hoping to find Mama first. "744. Down the hall."

Letting go of Poppy's hand, I dash off, despite Poppy's yelling for me to come back that instant. I quickly run into Mama's room. "Mama!" I holler, seeing her in the bed, lying on a pillow with my sibling in a pink blanket. She turns to me with droopy eyes, giving me a weak smile. "Guzzy, you made it. You mind coming here for a minute. Where's your father?"

"He's comin'!" I exclaim, running to her side.

Mama is a pretty woman. Thin and tall, she has long black hair, wearing some type of white robe. I think it's from this place.

Mama soon pats her hand on the edge of the bed. I slip onto the edge and roll over to her. She wraps her arm around me. "Guzzy, meet your little sister Kacie." She whispers, turning her slightly so that I could see her eyes. They were closed. "Hi Kacie! I'm Guzma!" I whisper, leaning close to her. She blinks at me. "Mama…" I say, lifting my head back up. "Why isn't she saying hi?"

"She can't talk yet. She needs to learn that from us, but she'll talk to you a lot when she's older, just like you!" She giggles, pulling her closer to me. I laugh in happiness when she begins to tickle me until Poppy comes in. "Oh honey! It's a girl."

"Well then, that's something. I hoped it'd be a boy again, but she'll be an excellent daughter. You're her mother after all hon." Poppy smiles, sitting on the other side of the bed. The nurse comes into the room. "Okay everyone, do you have any suggested time to leave? I think that little man wants to play with her."

"Can we leave in an hour or so? I need to go to work tomorrow morning. I barely had any sleep last night." Poppy says. She nods. "Yes of course. So the name's Kacie? I'll put that on the birth certificate now. It took your mother 30 minutes to think of that one! Hahaha!" She laughs. I scoff, but soon smile again. Mother hugs me again. "Guzzy, go with your father downstairs. You must be hungry!" She laughs, turning to Poppy. He nods and waves me on. "Let's go."

"Okay! See you soon Mama! You too Kacie!" I exclaim, waving my hand. Mama lifts Kacie's arm and waves it.

Soon dashing off to Poppy, I find him waiting for me with a grin. He takes my hand and leads me downstairs to the café, where we soon grab some ice cream. We sit down at a table, open the ice cream cup and eat it…well Poppy eats it, I don't.

"Guzma, something up man?" Poppy asks. I nod. "I'm kinda worried now. She's so little. I don't know if I'm gonna be a good brother to her." I whisper, tears welling up again. Poppy smiles. "You will be man."

"Really?" I ask, smiling again with tears falling down now. He laughs and nods. "You're already caring about her right? That's a mighty good sign of your love for her. She'll love you no problem." He says. "Now eat that ice cream. Kacie can't have it, so it's all yours."

Nodding, I soon devour it down and with a big burp at the end. Poppy looks at me and begins to laugh. I begin to laugh too. We do this until Poppy gets out of his chair, picks me up and ruffles my hair. "I gotcha now Guzma! You can't get away!"

"I can! I can too!" I squeal, kicking him as he goes up steps, turns and heads to Mama's room. I lift my head up to see her and Kacie waiting for us. I wave to her from under Poppy's arm. "Hi!"

"Oh Guzzy, what are you doing in there? Is your father beating you up again?" She giggles. I shake my head and pound on Poppy's tummy. "No! I'm going to beat him up Mama! Just you wait!" I yell. Poppy lets me go and before I know it, is on the ground. "Oh no! Beaten by my own son! How can this be?"

"Cause I'm awesome! That's why!" I yell, pointing my finger up. Mama soon congratulates me, helping Poppy up. "So now, why not we get your little sister home?"