A/N: Okay, so, I got the idea for this story while watching the end of "The Sound of Music." It will eventually come up to either the day Fraulien Maria and Captian Von Trapp get married, or to even further, like in Vermont. If someone knows the name of the rest of the children that Maria and Georg(did I spell his name right?) had, please put them in your review. Thanks to my wonderful beta, Blondemomo! You rock, thank you so much!
Disclaimer: I do not own "The Sound of Music." That belongs to Rodgers and Hammerstien and maybe 20th Century Fox. I don't know, does it? Either way, I am, sadly, not making a profit. Enjoy!
Thirteen days after my 12th birthday, my mother died. Five days after my mother's funeral, my father introduced my four sisters, ages 9, 6, 3, and 1, and my two brothers, ages 10 and 7, to our very first governess, Fraulien Anna. She was about the same age as my mother. Although she knew how to deal with my youngest sisters, Marta, 3, and Gretel, 1, she had no idea how to deal with myself or my other siblings. So the responsibility came to me. But it was Louisa, at the time was 9, who first suggested playing tricks on Fraulien Anna.
Brigitta, who was the most talkative, and the one most likely to get people to talk, found out that Fraulien Anna was terrified of frogs. Friedrich, 10, and Kurt, 7, went frog-hunting, and found the perfect frog. It was quite large, and rather slimy. For weeks before we placed the frog in her bed, Louisa practiced climbing things. We had found that by climbing the terrace outside, we could reach Fraulien Anna's room.
Finally the day had come. It had been months since Anna had arrived and we declared today "Toad Day." Fraulien Anna was out with Marta and Gretel in the garden, walking around, trying to get Gretel to talk. Kurt waited outside Fraulien's locked door, while Louisa climbed up and through the window to unlock the door from the inside.
Dinner was quite usual; very silent, and very boring. But every time one of us looked at each other, we had to look away, afraid we would give ourselves away. Later that night, as I helped Brigitta brush out her braids, we heard a scream. Louisa rushed in, warning us to look innocent. Suddenly Fraulien Anna rushed into our room, holding a dead frog in a handkerchief, held between her two fingers.
"HOW IN THE WORLD DID THIS FROG," which she said with utter disgust and horror in her voice, "END UP IN MY BED!"
"Fraulien Anna, we don't know anything about any frogs. Brigitta and I dread frogs and Louisa hasn't been down at the stream forever." I told her, putting a look of shock on my face.
"Where are the boys?" she demanded.
"Why, in their room of course! Why would they be in here?" Louisa asked, looking up from her book that she was reading, Little Women.
Fraulien Anna stomped through the door into the connecting room between our rooms. And though we had a rather large house, Frau Schmidt, our housekeeper, came upstairs, into our room.
"Girls, whatever is the matter with Fraulien Anna?" She asked, poking her head in the door.
"She seems to be disturbed from finding a frog in her bed, Frau Schmidt. Nothing to be bothered with. Why don't you go back to bed?" Louisa answered.
At that time, Fraulien Anna stomped back into the room, pulling Friedrich by the lapels of his night clothes, Kurt following, looking scared and quite miserable.
"Ah, Frau Schmidt." She said, walking into the room, looking perplexed. "Is something wrong?"
"I was just about to ask you the same, dear. Are you alright? The girls said that you found a frog in your bed." Frau Schmidt asked, looking concerned.
"Oh, no, Brigitta must be making up stories again. You know how prone she is to do that." She said, trying to cover.
"Yes, and her stories are lovely, but Louisa is certainly not prone to that sort of thing. Nor Lisel for that matter. They're feet are planted too firmly on the ground."
"Yes, well, maybe they're just amusing Brigitta's imagination. You know how children can be."
"Yes, I do." Frau Schmidt looked at Fraulien Anna curiously, but didn't say anything else. "Well, girls, you had better get to bed. You too boys. I just got word that your father will be home tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh, good! Hurray!" Were the cries heard throughout the room, from all five of us.
"Good night, loves." And Frau Schmidt backed out of the room, and closed the door.
As soon as the door clicked shut and Frau Schmidt's footsteps couldn't be heard, Fraulien Anna turned on us.
"I don't know which one of you put the frog in my bed. But I do know that Brigitta is the one who first found out how terrified I am of them." She started to approach Brigitta, who was still sitting in front of me. I stood up, brush in raised hand, and stood in front of Brigitta.
"You will NOT touch my sister. Nor any of my other sisters. Or my brothers. You were brought here to look after us and to assist us in our lessons and to make sure we come to no harm. By making sure we come to no harm, which also means that you make sure that you don't lay a finger on us. Am I understood?"
I didn't know what I would do to her if she still attempted to come towards us, as everybody had crowded behind me, but whatever I would have done, I didn't have to. She stopped moving towards us, and looked around.
"Well, then. I'll just have a talk with your father tomorrow when he comes home. But I would tread carefully, all of you." She said, and walked out.
I let go of my breath, which I hadn't realized I had been holding. My siblings looked at me in awe, as though I was some sort of hero, which to them, I guess I was. I took a breath to steady myself and looked back at them.
"Friedrich, Kurt, are you alright? Did she hurt you?"
"No," Friedrich answered. "She attempted. She almost hit me, but thought better of it, I suppose. She didn't approach Kurt."
"Good. Now, go back to your room and go to bed. If you want to leave a small lamp on, I'll come get it in a moment."
Kurt nodded and rushed over to give me a hug.
"There, there, go to bed, Kurt. I'll be there in a moment."
Kurt and Friedrich rushed thru the rooms and hopped into bed. I could see a lamp situated between their two beds.
"Come on." I said, turning to Louisa and Brigitta. "Time for bed."
They nodded and ran to their beds. I went over to Brigitta, who was still quite shaken by the previous moment's happenings.
"It's okay, Brigitta. I won't let her hurt you." I said, pulling the covers up to her chin, and kissing her forehead as I remembered our Mother doing.
"Lisel? How long will Father be back for?" She asked quietly. Father had been home twice before since he had hired Fraulien Anna, both times only for a day or two.
"I'm not sure Brigitta. But I'll be sure to tell him about what happened with Fraulien Anna."
She sat up suddenly. "You won't tell him it was my fault, will you?" she cried.
"No! It was not your fault, Brigitta. We all had a part in this. If we do get punished, I'll make sure it's equal to the part we played. You did nothing wrong, darling. Go to sleep."
"Lisel?" Louisa whispered. "Will you sing a song for us?"
Nobody had sung any song since Mother had died. It just didn't seem right.
"Of course. What do you want me to sing?" I asked, kneeling between their two beds.
"Mother's special song." Brigitta cried out.
She meant 'Edelweiss,' a song from Mother's childhood, when she was growing up just inside the Austrian borders.
"Of course. Let me see if I can remember the tune." I had to think for a moment. It had been quite a while since we had heard the song, as Mother had been dreadfully sick, and couldn't sing for a while before she died.
"Edelweiss, edelweiss,
Every morning you greet me
Small and white,
Clean and bright,
You look happy to meet me
Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, edelweiss,
Bless my homeland forever."
By the time I had finished the song, both Louisa and Brigitta were fast asleep, Louisa gently snoring. I pulled the covers up on both and walked over to the boys' room. Both of them were also fast asleep, although none of them were snoring. I took the lamp that was one their dressing table, and went back into the connecting room. I sat down at the table and thought of what to say to Father tomorrow when he called us in about the frog.
I knew he wouldn't believe that we had nothing to do with it. His sea training helped him to see right through that. And the little ones wouldn't be able to lie to him, not as well as I could. We needed to get someone on our side. But who? Certainly not Fraulien Anna. Or Franz, our butler. He seemed too cold. And then it hit me. Why not ask Frau Schmidt to help us?
I knew she would most certainly be up, even at this hour. So I put on my dressing robe, grabbed the lamp that had been in the boys room, and crept down the hall to the room that Frau Schmidt slept in when she stayed the night.
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