FrancexOC - Nothing New

"Francis!” I yelled, running up the old stone path. Blue eyes met mine and lit up with happiness.

“Bonjour mon amour~!*” He laughed as I threw myself into his long strong arms. “’Ow are you my little kitten?” The Frenchman chuckled against my temple as I buried my face into his muscled chest.

“Ugh, not the best, baby.” Carefully pushing myself onto my tiptoes, I pecked his lower lip. Francis frowned.

“Is t’ere somezing wrong, mon amoure**?” He asked in a worried tone. I just sighed and shook my head.

“I just have to babysit tonight is all. So, I can’t come with you, Toni, and Gilbert to that party like I wanted to. It’s not fair! I told my parent’s I had plans!” I whined to the blonde man, he just smiled at my tone.

“It’s alright, Thana^.” He assured me, and I stared at him wide eyed.

“Are you sure?” I asked cautiously, knowing he’d been helping plan for the party with Alfred for a while.

“Oui. I’d rather be with you, mon petite chat***.” Francis smiled lovingly. I was actually really shocked at first, but then I began to protest, telling him he’d worked really hard and he should go enjoy himself, but he was extremely hard headed. “Non*******, I’ll zpend the night with you, and that is that, Thana.” He said firmly.

“But Francis, you worked so hard-” The Frenchman pressed a finger to my lips.

“For you, mon doux****.” I gave him a confused look. “I only wanted to zpend time with you tonight. As long as I get that time, I don’t care what we do mon petite chat.” Touched, and thoroughly reminded why I love the man before me, I caught his face and kissed him hard.

“And this is why I love you, Francis Bonnefoy.” He grinned at me.

“Je t'aime aussi******, Thana. ”

~*~*~*~Le awesome timeskips of Prussia and Gilbird~*~*~*~

“No! I don’t want a bath! I DON’T WANNA I DON’T WANNA…!” I tried not to lash out and slap the child in my arms into next Tuesday. Stilling myself, I turned him around and wiped the angry tears from his eyes.

“Trevor^^, it’s time for bed-” I tried calmly, but his shrill “no” almost made me lose it again. Upset with myself, I sighed. I was usually really good with kids!

“Mon ami Trevor, why don’t we go upstairs? I zink t’ere might be zomeone waiting for you.” Francis interrupted my inner rant smoothly, obviously seeing my frustration. Trevor lit up like a Christmas tree, and raced upstairs with eagerness. I stared at the smirking Frenchman.

“How in the…” He cut me off with a soft kiss and gentle strokes to hair.

“I did have Matthew^^^, remember? Zhis is nozing new.” I gazed at him as he waltzed off after Trevor.

~*~*~*Short timeskips~*~*~*~

“Yay! Bubbles bubbles! Haha! Splash!” Trevor happily cried as he played in the tub. Francis had meant by ‘someone’ a large rubber ducky sitting in a freshly drawn bath.

Little Trevor was having a good time, up until I popped open the lid to the shampoo. The next thing I knew, I was drenched. Covered in bubbles next to a happily screaming Trevor, struggling to sit upright in the tub. The boy thought it was all fun in games. I, on the other hand, was ready to punch a hole in a wall. Francis, hearing the screams, rushed into the room, and cracked a grin when he saw me sitting there.

“Mon doux, I thought you were giving him a bath, not taking one yourself.” I huffed and blew a wad of bubbles away from my forehead. The Frenchman chuckled as he helped me out. “Go get yourself dried off. I’ll finish up ‘ere.” I inspected him closely as he began combing his hair back with his fingers, tying it up with the band on his wrist. He got down, picking the shampoo up, saying something to Trevor before he had his fingers in the boys hair, gently scrubbing his scalp. I stared again, and then shook my head as I went for a towel.

“I will never understand,” I grumbled. His soft voice laughed gently behind me.

“Zhis is nozing new.”

~*~*~*~La sexy timeskips of France~*~*~*~

“…and so they all lived happily ever after. The end.” I murmured, closing the small picture book and sighing happily at the sight of a calm, sleeping Trevor. Francis and I crept back out into the hallway and down the stairs. Exhausted, I slumped onto the couch. The Frenchman kissed my cheek as he sat down beside me.

“How,” I demanded as he wrapped me in his arms.

“Oui? ‘Ow what?” He asked in a lazy tone.

“How in the world did you get him to listen to you?! Kids usually like me but that was just…” I let out a huff.

“I told you ma belle petit chat*****, zhis is nozing new.” I growled at him and kissed his mouth.