5 years later
"Francis!" Arthur yelled, stomping down the stairs. Francis looked back behind him to see the angry Brit with two little girls hiding behind him.
"Oui, what is it cher?" France asked.
"Why in the world would you teach the girl's that!?" Arthur hissed.
"Teach them what cher?" Francis asked. Arthur glared at him.
"Don't you dare play dumb with me! Marie, tell papa what you told me." Arthur said. Marie glanced around her so-called mother's leg and looked up to her papa.
"I told mama that it's not rape if the person is willing." Marie said. Arthur glared at Francis and the Frenchman smiled.
"Well, you see cher..." Francis said softly.
"Girls. Go to your room. Mother has to take care of Daddy." Arthur's eye twitched. Elizabeth grabbed her sister's hand and dragged her out of the room. Arthur stepped forward and glared at Francis.
"Alright, we can talk this out." Francis smiled.
"Oh really, then start talking." Arthur said.
"Well cher, it was just something I said because it's true." Francis stated.
"To our six-year-old daughter?" Arthur asked.
"Well… yes." Francis looked away.
"Do you regret this?" Arthur asked. Francis swallowed.
"Will you make me if I say no?" Francis asked. Arthur nodded. "Then yes I do." Francis answered. Arthur glared at Francis even more and stopped walking up to the man.
"You do, do you?" Arthur asked. "Well I don't think you do. So you, my husband, my lover, father of my children, will be sleeping on the couch for the next few weeks." Arthur said, turning around and walking out of the room. Francis turned off the stove and ran out after his lover. He pulled Arthur into the living room and pushed him down on the couch. Arthur glared up at him.
"Cher I am so, so sorry." Francis smiled. Arthur sighed and looked up at him giving him a kiss on the cheek. Francis smiled down to him and kissed him back. Tongues fought each other until they parted for air.
"Fine. All is forgiven. But this is rape." Arthur stated, trying to pull away his wrists that were still being held down.
"No, because mama is willing." Marie said from atop the staircase. Arthur kneed Francis in the chest and scoffed.
"You better tell her that's not true." Arthur hissed. Francis smiled at this and looked up to his daughter.
"Good job, cher! You made papa proud!" Francis exclaimed. Marie smiled back and Arthur hit Francis upside the head.
"Frog." he stated. Just then, a small foot hit Francis's foot and he looked down to see Elizabeth, cheeks puffed out and hands on her hips, just Like Arthur does when he's mad.
"Frog." she repeated, just like her mama. Francis sighed and Arthur laughed, picking up his little girl.
"Now that's my daughter." Arthur smiled, kissing her cheek.