Francis Bonnefoy is a very well known person around France for his wild yet elegant parties, as it was he was holding a party this coming weekend for his son's birthday. Little Mathieu Williams was turning five years old, Francis has planned a huge party to celebrate and show off his smart and very cute son, and he also wanted Mathieu to be noticed since he is a very shy boy and has a loud mouthed American for a brother. So Mathieu would normally go unnoticed while his brother claimed all the spot light even though Mathieu was the eldest of the two by three days but still older none the less. Alfred Jones is Mathieu's younger brother and has always been the centre of attention no matter where he went, Arthur Kirkland was their "mother" other Father and he loved them both but always favoured Alfred over Mathieu while Francis favoured Mathieu over Alfred. Francis had invited all their friends to the party since this was to celebrate and get Mathieu noticed more, to boost Mathieu's confidence towards himself and around others because Mathieu wasn't confident unlike Alfred.

Saturday 1st July, it was the day of the party. Mathieu was up in his room getting ready for his party also to hide because he really didn't want to go out there with so many people who were going to be there and he didn't think anyone would notice him anyway like usual, it was now six pm and the guests would start to arrive soon. His papa had laid out a cute red dress with a lot of frills with matching red ballet flats, white frilly socks and a red head band to hold his hair back with a large red maple leaf on it. He looks at the outfit and sighs he really wished his papa would stop dressing him up as a girl it's bad enough that he's forgotten and mistaken for his brother Alfred but now people are going to start mistaking his for a girl that is if he's noticed first, he reluctantly puts on the outfit that was laid out for him and looks at himself in the mirror sighing.

Francis had been in the kitchen all day making sure the cooks were doing just as he had asked and making sure the maids had decorated the ballroom and the patio outside; he had them decorate with Mathieu's national flag so red and white everywhere with his flag hung up here and there. He wanted tonight to be special for his sweet, adorable son and finally, finally he will get Mathieu noticed and hopefully help Mathieu get more self confidence, he looked at his watch and noticed that the guest would be starting to arrive soon so he does one last check before he goes up to his room and changes into his party clothes and he chose a theme for the party and it was formal wear why? Because Francis wanted Mathieu's birthday to feel special. Once in his room he saunters into his walk in wardrobe and looks around at all his clothes looking for the best outfit to wear, he pulls out a Lavender dress shirt, long black dress pants, matching black suit, polished black dress shoes, a small rose in his jacket pocket, a dark blue ribbon to tie his hair back and once dressed he examines himself in his wardrobe mirror happy with his outfit for the party.

Seven pm and the guests started to arrive at the house, the cook and the maids had finished up just in time to tend to the guests as they arrived at the house and the maids lead them into the ballroom where the party is being held. Francis walked down and smiled as he entered the room greeting all his friends as they arrive, and send's a maid to go up and bring Mathieu down to greet the guests as well.

"Mon cher would you mind going up and collecting mon petit Mathieu~" Francis asks a maid politely, the maid smiles and nods as she goes up to Mathieu's room knocking on the door softly.

Francis smiles, he walks over to one of his dearest friends Antonio. "Bonjour Toni~ O' I see you broug't Lovino wit' you~ Bonjour petit Lovino~"

Antonio was wearing long black dress pants that hugged his Spanish ass nicely, matching black jacket, light yellow dress shirt, polished black shoes and a red and yellow tie. "Hola amigo! Si I couldn't leave my dear Lovi at home all by himself, he would be too lonely without me" Antonio smiles as he holds the younger Italians hand.

Lovino was dressed nicely too for the party thankful to not be in a maid outfit for once, he wore black dress pants, matching black vest, black dress shoes, light green dress shirt and a black bowtie, he hides a bit behind Antonio not liking the Frenchman very much since he kept trying to take him from Antonio more than four times. "Tch...Ciao bastardo and like hell id be lonely without you tomato bastard!" The Italian shouts up at the Spaniard.

"O' Lovino your always so out spoken Ohonhonhon~" Francis laughs patting the child's head.

"Don't touch me bastardo!" Lovino shouts as he hides more behind Toni.

"Now Lovi be nice, it's a special day after all" Toni smiles while he tussles the young Italian's hair. "So where is the birthday boy?"

" 'e s'ould be coming down any moment" Francis looks up towards the stairs, Mathieu should have been brought down by the maid by now.

Mathieu was hiding in his closet behind all his clothes to be sure that if anyone came looking for him and opened up the closet they wouldn't find him, the maid walked into his room and looked around the dark room calling Mathieu's name softly.

"Master Mathieu. Your papa 'as requested t'at you come down and greet your guest's wit' 'im" The maid calls out softly.

Mathieu stays quiet hugging his stuffed polar bear Kuma that his papa gave him on his first birthday, he didn't want to do this party he was happy to just have a quiet night in with his papa instead of socializing with others he doesn't really know. The maid starts looking around the room for him wondering if he had gone to the bathroom before she was sent to go get him, after checking everywhere in Mathieu's room she checks in the closet only to find clothes and she closes the closet and decides to go check the bathroom for him.

The next to arrive was Arthur and Alfred who was running around in a superhero outfit, Arthur was dressed much like he normally would except the colour of his suit was black instead on his usual green, Francis frowned and walked over to his ex lover but whom he still loved to speak about Alfred's outfit. "Art'ur mon amor... w'y is Alfred dressed like t'at" The Frenchman points over to where Alfred was running around shouting about being a hero, he frowns and crosses his arms over his chest. "And not in a nice suit for 'is brot'ers birt'day?"

"Don't call me that bloody frog! And you bloody try and get him into a bloody suit! He refused to wear one and I didn't want to be late just because he didn't want to get dressed up... you know how much he hates to dress up unless its anything related to a superhero" Arthur sighs rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"I see... well I t'ought t'at t'is mig't 'appen so I 'ave an outfit for 'im, I'll get Alfred to put it on mon petit lapin~" The Frenchman winks blowing the other a small kiss.

The British man rolls his eyes at Francis ignoring his comment, hiding his blush mumbling to himself and calls over Alfred. "Alfred come here. Francis has something for you"

"Really, sweet what is it?" Alfred grins running over to Francis excited to be getting something from him.

Francis smiles and picks up the young American giving him a hug, he then starts to take Alfred up to his room and puts him on the bed, and he goes to his closet pulling out a nice box handing it to Alfred. Alfred's eyes light up as he smiles and he takes the lid off the box and moves the tissue paper out of the way to see what was in the box, his smile falls when he sees that it was just clothes and he pulls them out looking at them pouting.

"W'at do you t'ink Alfred? It's a nice outfit is it not?" The Frenchman smiles as he looks at the outfit.

"...why did you give me clothes and a suit no less, that's not cool Francis" Alfred pouts more pushing the clothes away.

"You need to look nice for your brot'ers birt'day and not be in a super 'ero outfit" Francis says as he hands the young American the clothes. "Now please put t'em on"

"I don't want to! I like what I'm wearing and don't want to change!" Alfred yells starting to have a tantrum on the bed.

"Alfred F. Jones, t'at is enoug't. Today is about your brot'er and not you, I guess you don't want to be like superman t'en" Francis says calmly knowing that that would stop the child from his tantrum.

"Like superman? How would I be like him wearing that?" The American instantly stopped his tantrum and asks pointing at the suit.

"Well... doesn't superman 'ave a secret identity? T'is suit, it could be your secret identity non?" Francis smiles knowing he had the child and that he would agree to wear the suit now.

Alfred thought about what Francis had said and it did make sense, he finally agrees to wear the suit. "Ok I'll wear the suit /but/ just for tonight"

"Merci Alfred now you get c'anged t'en come back down ok" Francis smiles and walks out of the room and back down to the party smiling smugly at the Englishman, said Englishman scoffs and turns away from the Frenchman.

Alfred puts the suit on over his superhero outfit, black dress pants, matching black vest, a white dress shirt, black shoes and a light blue bowtie that almost matched his eyes. He walks out of Francis's room but instead of going down like he was told he instead went looking for Mathieu since he hadn't seen his brother down at the party yet, downstairs the other guests had arrived and were greeted by Francis. Roderick and Elizabeta arrived with young Feliciano in toe and last to arrive was Gilbert and his younger brother Ludwig. Roderick was dressed as he always was but instead of an purple suit he wore a black one, Elizabeta wore a lovely full length emerald green dress with a low cut v-line in the front showing off her goodies, the back was very low cut leaving her back bare, black stilettos and her hair pinned up in an messy yet elegant side bun. Gilbert had actually scrubbed up rather nicely that is when he wanted to, he wore long black dress pants, matching vest left open, a Prussian blue dress shirt that had the top three buttons undone and black converses, lastly Ludwig wore something similar to his older brother except he has a white dress shirt and a black bowtie. The maid that was sent to bring Mathieu down runs up to Francis out of breath, looking scared and Francis looks at the women rubbing her back gently. "W'at is t'e matter? W'ere is Mathieu?" Francis asks looking at the young maid.

"I'm fine I just...I can't find Mathieu anyw'ere and I 'ave looked all over t'e 'ouse for 'im" The maid was close to tears and she didn't know what to do.

"It is fine I will go and look for 'im please go calm down and see to t'e guests" The Frenchman smiles reassuringly.