TOGETHER WE WILL CONQUER THE WORLD (WMMAP)

Chapter Ten: New Alley and Friend

And from that day. Athanasia and Arthur always knew that Claude was extra soft with Angelina than with them. They knew why and liked him even more. Some would think they would have a problem with Claude liking Angelina a little bit more than them but they didn't.

TWO YEARS LATER...

Athanasia pouted at the soup in front of her. Arthur snorted as he drank his juice whilst Angelina was reading a book.

I want sweets.

That's what you get for eating to many. Lily said no more chocolates.

Hmmm, my last hope is-

"I want to so see papa." She said with determination.

"Great, you're using dad for your own needs. Seeeeelllsfiiisshh." Arthur sang. Athanasia huffed and stood up.

"You two are coming with me!"

"Says who?"

"Says the oldest!"

"Mentally we're older than you." Angelina pointed out.

"But still! Pleeeeaaaasssee?"

"Ugh, whatever. I wanted to talk to dad about something anyways." Arthur came down and so did Angelina. She held her book to her chest as they walked to their father.

"You're here." Claude said when Athanasia bursted from the doors running to him.

"Papa Athy's here!"

"So are we, sister." Arthur said. Angelina walked near Claude and said.

"Mornin'" She waved, smiling. Claude nodded and gestured for here to sit. Angelina skipped and sat next to Claude and opened her book, continuing her reading.

"Nowadays, you just come and go as you please, don't you. Dragging your siblings along with you."

"All of a sudden I wanted to see papa, this, thiiis much! So I came right away!" Athanasia gestured her hands.

More like wanting chocolate that much. Arthur shook his head. Angelina giggled.

"Isn't it a bit early for you to making all this ruckus?"

"Hehehe."

He never complained so I think he likes it when we bother him-

You bother us, athy.

"Bring it in."

The maids brought all kinds of sweets and placed it on the table for Athanasia to be in awe. Arthur sat down next to Athanasia and sighed.

"Dad, is there anything else but sweets? I'm getting sick of it." He grumbled.

"I'm not." Athanasia ate a piece of cake.

"You can have anything you want, just name it." Claude said. Arthur was in wonder before saying.

"A fruit salad with; straw berries, raspberries, pears, apples and such." He said. Claude glanced at the maids who immediately went to prepare one. Claude looked at Athanasia who was too busy enjoying the sweets.

"Hm? It seems like you're more excited to see that cake than you are to see me."

Busted.

"It's tastier because I'm eating it with you, papa!"

Claude hummed, he looked next to him and stared at his youngest child lost in the book. She had a smile on as her eyes traveled through the words. He made a small smiled and said.