"I can make tea and murder"
Jakob. Calm. Down.

Warning: a little bit of incest.

Everyone knew how competitive you and Jakob were about serving Corrin.
In fact, the two of you were step-siblings but grew up together.

You and Jakob were charming and devious in your own ways.

You were less responsible then Jakob and you tended to accomplish orders given to you in your own way. You were also more persuasive and a complete monster in the battlefield but your other abilities were quite limited.

Jakob, on the other hand, was more responsible and followed instructions as accurate as possible. He didn't need to persuade anyone, everyone knew what he was capable of and his abilities didn't limit on the battle field but they were all evenly divided, he didn't excel in much.

In addition, you used the shuriken while Jakob used the dagger.

"What are you up to now, dear sister?"

Jakob asked crossing his arms.
You turned around with a triumphant smile "just in time brother dear" you said "I believe I have won this battle"
"Oh? How so?"
"I'm coming with lord Corrin on his trip to Hoshido"

Jakob simply smirked in reply "is that so?"
"Yes, so hah! Eat that!"
"Now, now; don't get too ahead of yourself. I'm coming as well, in fact, Lord Corrin invited me first"

You gaped and bit your thumb nail.

"Yeah? Well! I packed all his clothes!"
"And I checked those clothes, you were missing a few things, not only that; I prepared the rest of his essentials"

You gritted your teeth before storming off.

That horrible brother of yours! He was always one step ahead of you.
You must retreat for the time being and come up with a new plan.

During the trip to Hoshido; Corrin rode a horse and took a small portion of his army.

Since the war was already over, it wasn't that dangerous anymore.
But there were still enemies like bandits and robbers waiting to steal from the rich.

You sighed, you were force to ride with your brother on a horse and naturally, he gets the reins.

"No fair"
You muttered pressing your forehead on his back.

Jakob chuckled "aw, is my dear little sister upset because she couldn't ride a pony?"
"I am riding one right now idiot! I just want to sit in front for once"
You whined.

Jakob smiled before ruffling your hair.
He stopped the horse and climbed down allowing you to take the reins.

You squealed in delight and move forward and took hold of the reins.
Jakob climbed on the back and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Do you know how to-"
"Duh! Of course I do!"

You got to the horse to start walking again.

You felt much better just holding the reins, for once you felt like the older sibling.

Before you knew it the group was surrounded by bandits.

As usual, Corrin paired you up with your brother.

He did the close ranged attacks while you just supported from behind.

Your strategy was always the same;
Attack. Wait for Jakob. Attack again.

While you were preparing to throw your shuriken at the ruffian someone grabbed your wrists and picked you up.

You struggled and kicked "let me go you-! You-! Lowly, uncivilized, bag of trash!" More colorful words streamed out of your mouth.

"Heh heh, can't wait to see how much a maid would sell for"
He said.

You kicked his neck and he let you go to grasp his bleeding neck.

He held up his axe to finish you off.

Luckily just in time a dagger flew from behind you successfully decapitating the ruffian.

Jakob stood behind you with another dagger in hand.
"Don't touch her" he growled before helping you up.

"Thanks"
"No problem, keep your eyes open next time"

You glared at him before continuing on to the next battle.

—Time Skip—

The group made it to the capital and Ryoma invited them into the palace for some rest.

You and Jakob shared a room which was unfair since everyone else got their own rooms.

You stretched and fell on the futon yawning.

Jakob shook his head. He grabbed the brush and sat beside you.

"Your hair is a mess, let me brush it"
He gestured for you to come over and you did.

You made yourself comfortable on his lap while he brushed your (h/c) locks.

Felicia found you and your brother cuddled up on the futon.
And Jakob was still holding the hair brush.

I'm sorry, this one is horrible.