Take Seventeen

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This is more of a short Disney/Hetalia crossover with my characters because YOLO and INSPIRATION.

Wow, that's a long acronym. I'd hate to try and think what each letter means...

These are choice bits of the movie, so there will be skipping around. Double "~" means that it's a larger time skip, and one "~" means just a small break in time.

Introducing two new characters: Patrick and Dave, Martin's two sons that are "half-brothers" to Melina

Michelle is Seychelles

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"Did you hear that?" Matthew asked excitedly.

Francis rolled his eyes at the piercing sound's fading echo. "It sounds like a common damsel in disTRESS!"

Matthew's grin stretched at the mere thought of diving into a situation heroically and saving his first damsel. This would be a perfect test for all the time and effort put into his training.

Michelle landed with her two passengers and let them disembark so they could all peek through the bushes and assess the situation. There was a rumbling waterfall and a large but somewhat shallow river it cascaded into. Suddenly, around a patch of land that jutted into the river and shielded part of it from their view, a thin-figured woman stumbled out in the water. Following her was a strange creature of half-man and half-horse. A centaur! His human half was none too aesthetically pleasing, but that didn't seem to hinder him in his pursuit of the woman. She kicked up water as she tried to get away from him.

"You'd better get your head on straight!" she cried out angrily, letting out a shriek as the giant centaur reached out and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her into the air with one hand. "Put me down right now, or I'll--!" As if to finish her threat, she swung a fist at him that didn't come close to landing where it had intended: his jaw.

"Mathieu, remember, do not just go--" Francis began to advise, but one look at his side and he realized Matthew was gone. The satyr's head whipped around to see his newest trainee marching through the water toward the duo. Angrily stroking his stubbly beard, he stood back a bit and glared at Matthew's foolhardiness. "I'm not letting 'im get away with zhat," he commented to Michelle, who nodded emphatically.

"Is... Is everything alright here?" he asked timidly at first, and was ignored by both the girl and the centaur doing his best to kiss her. "Excuse me!" Matthew finally shouted. The monster stopped his attempts, and both looked at him curiously. "Let her go. I mean it!"

"Sorry, not really necessary," she quipped out of nowhere, staring down at him with a stern gaze.

Perturbed, Matthew awkwardly used his hands as he talked. "But... But aren't you... a damsel in distress?"

"Quite-! Possibly-!" the woman grunted as she kicked out with her legs in a weak attempt to break free. "But hey, I've got this. You can just run on home now. Ta-ta~" For emphasis she even wiggled her fingers a bit as if she were waving him away.

'Okay... This isn't really what I expected, but alright.'

"Ma'am, I think you need to understand that you're in danger and--"

Matthew didn't get the chance to finish his sentence as a backhand sent him flying ten, fifteen, twenty feet. A floating log slowed his momentum, but it also kept going with him anyway. He skidded to a halt in a daze, blinking dumbly as he tried to comprehend what had just happened.

The girl, whatever her name was, frowned at the sight but pushed it from the front of her mind. "Are you gonna put me down?"

"Not yet, sweetheart," the centaur replied in what he probably thought was a seductive voice.

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