5 months later, happy birthday

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5 months later.…
"FRANCIS  PETER GOT HURT AGAIN!!!"
You and peter ran inside. Peter fell of the skateboard and rolled down the hill.
Francis was sitting at the table talkimg to Arthur.
Arthur looked at sealand.
"Love,it doesnt look too bad…"
You turned sealand around and lifted up his shirt. He was bleeding a little
"Princess, your almost 14 arent you too old for this…"
You chuckled."NEVER!!!"
Ever since the incident when they took you in, you slowly lowered your walls and let them in. Matthew and you had gotten especially close to one another. When you visited Alfred you loved seeing him and the states.
Today was another world meeting, francis told you the big secret. It was kinda weird having france as your dad.
Arthur,francis,and matthew were leaving so you went to say goodbye,sealand was also coming so he could prove he was a country.
"Bye guys!" You hugged them.
"Je t'amie"
"Je t'amie" you giggled. They all piled into the car and drove off.
You ran and plopped on the couch. You turned on netflix and watched how i met your mother.
A few hours passed and you got a apron on and put some water to boil. "Primmadonna Girl" played and you started dancing around. You put the ramen in and set a timer. You started walking to the living room.
*knock knock*
You walked to the door.
"Weird they arent supposed to be home for a few hours."
You looked through the peep hole.
He looked like francis but rougher, then those guys from a while ago were there,
Oliver i think it was.
You hesitantly opened the door.
"Hello?" You gazed questioningly at them.
"We were looking for francis poppet!" Oliver cooed.
"Hes not home, did you need something?" You stepped outside and closed the door.
"Were his friends…" the canadian grunted.
"Sure you guys just seem like his kinda people!" You sneered and turned around. "He'll be home tommorrow, and if he was expecting you hed tell me…"
You opened the door about to go inside.
"Well poppet can we come in? Its quite cold outside!" You opened the door and motioned them in.
You ran to the ramen and poured it in a bowl. You sat down and placed your bowl on the coffe table. The men started looking around and the American started walking to the stairs. You darted quickly.
"Francis doesnt like people in his stuff, so if you wanna stay, stay away city boy."   His face cringed.
"Excuse me doll?"
You stayed firmly in your position.
The canadian laughed.
"OH CRAP!!!" You pushed the american away and ran towards the kitchen. The pink brit known as oliver followed curiously.
You pulled out various items, bowls,flour,sugar,eggs,vannilla extract, frosting, everything else.
"CRAAAAAPPP~" you sang as you poured the ingredients in. The flour made a poof sound and you were now convered in flour.
"Awe man………" you sighed as you tried wiping the flour off.
"Do you need help poppet?"
You grunted.
He frowned.
"Listen……um meeennn?" You were unsure what to call them. "I need you to leave, if you need something i can try can and get it quickly."
The brit and American exchanged looks.
"Well the thing is……"
The American started.
"We need something important to them doll,"
Your eyes widened.
They were playing you. You backed up slowly and crouched down feeling behind the counter.
'Bingo' you thought as you grasped the metal baseball bat.
"And what would that be?" You covered your emotions and cooed.
"Well poppet, that simply is you!"
"Afraid so…" you murmered.
You pulled the bat out and walked confidently. When the men saw you, you sprinted up the stairs and to Francis' room.
'There should be his sword or gun somewhere in here…' you pondered. The door squeaked shut and clicked.
"Looking for zhis mon cherie?"
'Right………he is his 2p. He knows this stuff……crap'
The only option of escape was easy…
But it was gonna hurt. BAD.

A/N
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Always the villian,
                               ~kat

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