"Alice! Somebody's here to see us!" Alice glanced up at the sound of her name being called, then jumped up at the rest of the sentence, scattering books and paper on the floor of the orphanage.

"Are you lying? If you are, Amalie, I swear I'm going to kill y-" Amalie laughed, interrupting Alice's' threat,

"I'm not, I'm not!" Maria was standing next to Amalie, usual smirk in place.

"She's not, I saw them! Three guys, a blond with green eyes," she nodded at Alice, "A tall blond with blue eyes," at this Amalie pointed here thumb at herself, "And the best part?" Her grin widened, "An albino. A fucking albino!" Alice raised an eyebrow, the hope slowly disappearing "Are you sure? I mean this can't be coincidence. We grow up in an orphanage, and then, after 15 years, suddenly three people who look exactly like us turn up. Surely not. I don't mean to be pessimistic, bu-"

"Alice! Amalie! Maria! Come here!" All three girls looked at each other, and then ran to where Madam Teagan was waiting at the bottom of the steps.

"Yes Madam?" Amalie asked,

"I have some people you want to meet, follow me." As she started walking, Alice spoke up,

"Um- Madame? Who are these people? And why should we want to meet them? Should it not be the other way round?" Madame Teagan turned slowly to face the three girls that were following her into the lobby of the orphanage, two smiling slightly, one with crossed arms and a minor scowl.

"I think, Alice, you shall see that for yourself." She turned and carried on walking, "And stop scowling." Amalie and Maria giggled as Alice flushed and deepened her scowl.

Madam stopped walking in front of the desk, where three men were standing. They did look like Maria had said, a short blond with green eyes, with the uncanny resemblance to her. A tall blond with blue eyes who looked a hell of a lot like Amalie, and a pale haired, red eyed albino with a smirk that could have been Maria's.

"Girls, these people are Arthur Kirkland," the small blond nodded-, woah holy shit them eyebrows- "Mathias Køhler," The tall blond grinned, "and Gilbert Beilschmidt."

"Awesome." Alice's eyes flicked away from the eyebrows of hell to 'Gilbert' as he said it.

"Gil, dude, shut up."

"Wanna try and make me, most un-awesome Mathias?"

"Don't tempt-" The man named as Arthur Kirkland coughed slightly, and the other two quietened down slightly, now only throwing the occasional punch, or sweep of the ankles.

"It's nice to meet you, you must be Alice." His accent was English, very posh and regal like. Alice realised with a start that he had raised his hand to shake hers, and she hesitatingly accepted. "I'm Arthur Kirkland, I've come to take you home."

"Home? This is my home. It has been for 15 years." He smiled, and responded with,

"Only 10 years, Alice. For the first five years of each of your lives, you three girls lived with your mother and each father respectively. Then, your mothers passed away and by the others, Gilbert, Mathias and myself were deemed too irresponsible to be fathers, and so you three were sent here to Ireland."

"You're my father." It wasn't a question.

"I am."

"You're English."

"I am"

"You referred to Madame Teagan as 'Ireland'."
"I was saying more about the country..." Gilbert jumped in at this point,
"Arthur, stop acting so regal and shit, we've all seen you drunk, save the girls, and we're all trying our hardest not to laugh." Arthur turned quickly, startling Alice,

"Shut the hell up, gitface!" Madame Teagan, Mathias and Gilbert all burst out in laughter, while Arthur flushed, and Alice swore she heard him muttering something about getting revenge with the Fairies, before Maria, Amalie and herself joined in with the laughter.

"Okay, okay, back to business. Madame Teagan, you have the papers?"

"Yes, here, sign."

"So, where are we going?" This was Maria, but it was the question on all the girls lips. Mathias responded first

"Well, Amalie, you're coming to my house."

"Maria to My hous-"

"Isn't it Ludwig's house?"

"Shut up, asshole"

"And Alice to my house," Arthur said over the bickering of Mathias and Gilbert, smiling at her over his glasses.

"Can I ask one more question?" He raised his (enormous) eyebrows, gesturing for her to carry on. "What's up with the eyebrows? And why do they look like Madame Teagans?"

"Are we sure that this is the right choice? I mean, wouldn't it be better for them to live in ignorance of us?" Mathias questioned the others as Alice, Maria and Amalie were packing their small bags. Arthur answered

"And mourn parents they never knew? No, I think this is a good choice."

"I'm glad that we were successful."This was Gilbert.

"They will be too, you heard what Ireland said. Alice is a genius. Maria's the best inventor since Thomas Edison. Amalie's medicinal skills are some of the best. They're basically forced to like them." Mathias nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I suppose. I think I might always wonder what would have happened though."

Gilbert raised his eyebrows "What would have happened is that they would have grown up with no parents, and a normal school life, and gone on to be geniuses in their own right, all the while remaining friends. This way, they will grow up with a father, numerous un-bloodly relations, know about nations, and still be geniuses. You understand?" Gilberts stupid-yet-logical explanation had the three laughing.

"I suppose we're doing the right thing then."

"You shouldn't go through with something if you aren't sure about it!" They turned, and Alice was there, bag ob shoulder, hand on hip, scowl in place.

"Ahh, but, Alice, didn't you see?"

"Gilbert here just killed all of our doubts" Mathius and Arthur smiled at her, while Gilbert smirked.

"...Oh." She heard clapping behind her, and turned to see Amalie and Maria finishing high fiving.

"What?" They turned to her and smirked. "What?"

"Genius bested!"

"Gits!"

"The three adults in the room laughed as the two girls continued to tease Alice, while she flushed angrily.