Hello everyone!
This is an actual serious story here~ Amazing, right? Maggie wrote this chapter, not me. I am to stupid to write the awesome chapter below~ Anyways, female Maddie cause she's really cute~ Enjoy!
Disclaimer: We do not own Hetalia, we are just using the characters as our puppets
I quickly looked around, triple checking there was no one there. It was clear. I took in a deep breath and pushed myself off of the window seal. I landed with my feet flat on the ground but slipped a bit as the grass was cold and wet in the chilly night air. I took one more look up at the window before began to run off the grass and onto the dirt streets. It was a quiet night and I shook beneath my thin cloth dress. Nevertheless I ran and ran until I reached my destination, gathering dirt on the bottom of my feet. I stood in front of a big wooden door and banged on it as hard as I could, and it was still very quiet.
"Qui?" A gruff voice called from beyond the thick wood.
"C'est moi!" I called out in a tiny voice, leaning forward.
"Beweg Dich Vati, Ich bins Madeline," a familiar voice yelled from behind the door, I stepped back.
"Was macht sie hier in dieser Zeit?" A rougher voice asked. I didn't know what they were saying but that didn't matter because a few seconds later the door burst open and my favourite person in the world yelled out.
"Maddie!"
"Gil" He hugged me and picked me up; I threw my arms around his neck. Sure I would be beaten later but it was worth it. He put me on his shoulders and I leaned into his white hair. He sat down on the floor next to a warm, crackling fireplace and I crawled down and sat opposite him enjoying the heat of the fire.
"Est-ce que tu veux manger quelquechose?" He asked me and I nodded vigorously, jumping up and down but not getting up off the floor. Gilbert left the room and a few minutes later returned with a plate of what was left over from his dinner, potatoes and fish. He handed me the plate and a fork and I quickly began to shovel the food in my mouth, I looked up to Gilbert and he looked slightly worried. I finished then asked him:
"Pourras -tu me lire quelquechose?" I handed him back my plate, sure I'll get a tummy ache from eating so fast but I was starving.
"Oui, Va cueillir quelquechose." He pointed me to the bookshelf on the other side of the room. I loved reading but I couldn't because I couldn't see the words. Gilbert says it's because I need glasses but they're too expensive, so he reads to me. I picked something quickly as I missed the heat of the fire, I ran back with a book nearly as heavy as me in my arms and jumped into his lap.
"Celui-ci!" He grabbed it from me and I leaned back into his arms. He opened it up, cleared his thought and began reading;
"Il était une fois…"
Translations:
Qui?(who)
C'est moi(It's me)
Beweg Dich Vati, Ich bins Madeline(Move dad, it's just Madeline)
Was macht sie hier in dieser Zeit?(What's she doing here at this time?)
Est-ce que tu veux manger quelquechose?(Do you want something to eat?)
Pourras -tu me lire quelquechose?(Will you read me something?)
Oui, Va cueillir quelquechose.(Okay, go pick something)
Celui-ci(This one)
Il était une fois…(Once upon a time)