Hetalia One Shots

Papa! France x Daughter! Reader

Ok so the person who requested this did not wanted to be dedicated, so deal with it..... Anyways I was going to do something else first, but then I was looking for French words, and I looked on the images, and after awhile I found a picture of when Paris was attacked in November last year, and I was all like: INSPIRATION!! So your going to be Paris, and France is your daddy. I tried to make it cute, so tell me if I failed miserably.

Hope you enjoy, eh? Canada that's my line!

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November 13, 2015, 11:30 a.m.

Francy-pants' POV:

My blue eyes slowly open, revealing my white cieling( I had to#sorrynotsorrry.) I sit up and look around my somewhat clean bedroom,looking for my v-neck t-shirt that I laid out last night. After finding it and putting it on, I heard something like a plate falling. My eyes widen as I realized someone is down stairs. I grab the closest thing to me to use as a weapon, which was a lamp, and went down stairs careful to not make a sound. As I turn a corner, before I try to attack, I see Paris and Canada cleaning pieces of a mixing bowl on the hardwood floor. I quietly put the lamp down and walk in the kitchen to see that (name)'s hand started to bleed a little. Me being the over dramatic father I am, rush to her grab her hand to inspect the cut. "Papa, what are you doing?" I heard her gentle voice ask me. I answered her by showing the cut on her own hand. Matthieu's eyes started to tear up from seeing the cut." I-im s-so sorry (name). I should have got the bowl not you, and now you're hurt." He whispered while stuttering. She gave her brother a hug and told him that she was fine, just a scratch.

Time skip brought to you by my sucky writing. -_-

November 13,2015, 12:30 p.m.

After eating breakfast, I got a call from my boss, François Hollande. Weird right? To make sure my team was ready for tonight's big football game against Germany. He said that he was even going to come to the game. (Name) helped Matthieu put his things in his truck from his three day stay. Even though both are quiet, i heard their goodbyes. "Farewell, Frère(1). Come back anytime~" Paris said while looking at her older brother." Of course, I'll come back to see you soon Maple Leaf." After saying farewell to him, we both went inside the house. I put my uniform in my bag and grabbed my cleats. I kiss (name)'s forehead and tell her goodbye before opening my car door. She locks the front door and said that she was going for a walk. Once she told me, I got a weird feeling, but dismissed it. I drove off to the stadium, that feeling keeps coming up, like something is going to happen, but again I just dismiss it like nothing.
I hope it's nothing.........