2P!FACE Family X Child! Reader

Chapter 3- Piranha, Really?!

2P England's POV

"Oh dear, she'v fallen asleep," I said, tucking her bangs behind her ear as I hummed the song I'd sung to her. My head turned to right, seeing Matt leaning his shoulder on the door while the others I have not see.

"I don't know about her, but I feel strange when she's here," he muttered, taking a jar of maple syrup from one of the cabinets.

"Maybe it's because you're not used to keep a living person here, so stop complaining and start getting used to it."

He gave me his best glare as his eyes corrupted my pink and blue ones. But it didn't work, just like I thought it would happen.

Looking at (Y/N), I sighed, standing up and walked over to Matt while carrying the child gently in my arms.

"Mattie, dear, can you please lay her down in the sofa with you and Al? I'm sure she'll just wake up in a few minutes or so," I said in a whispery voice, not trying to wake her up.

I heard Matt grunted before nodding his head off and took her carefully then went to the living room.

My smile came back, something an unexpected would happen. I don't know what but I know It would be a good expectation. Matt was right. He felt weird and so am I.

When I touched her, it wasn't like the ordinary people I have touched. It was different. It feels like I've known her somewhere before. I think that's the matter Francois didn't kill her. Normally, when he sees a person laying on the ground- whether dead or not- he would just kill them in a quick second.

Although, I'm not really sure about that.

2P Canada's POV

I was watching my favourite show that I wish it wouldn't end in a long period of time: hockey. But of course, the devil himself had to changed it to the baseball game or whatever that is, because that's his favourite and we have same schedule of our sports in our channels.

Gritting my teeth, I turned my head around to Al.

"Give me the remote back!" I shouted, snatching it away from his hand but he was face-pushing me and tried to tickle my ears, which were my ticklish part.

"Ha! You think I'll just give it to you?! Well, not on my watch!" he barked, throwing the remote to one of Oliver's fish aquarium. I let out a horrifying face and sound, my face looks like that guy from one of the famous paintings. I don't what that was called.

I mean, how can you not be shocked that your sassy nineteen year old brother threw the remote to the aquarium with full of piranhas! Piranhas, I say! Cay you even believe that?!

"Great, now I can't watch hockey anymore, thanks to you, dumb ass."

"You're welcome," he snickered.

"Besides, you can change the channel on by the buttons beside the tv," he added.

"Yeah, but I'm too lazy," I mumbled, staring at the piranha who stared at me back with a devilish mask plastered on his face. Somehow, he looks like Allen to me. He has the face of an asshole.

"Yo', are you there, Matt?" Allen was waving his hand in front of my face.

I snapped out of my entrance and looked at him weird before laughing my jack ass off.

"Yeah, it's just that piranha over there kinda reminds me of you! Hahaha."

"Idiot."