Chapter 2

Cherry: Ello! Here with another chapter. I don't think it's as good… but oh well. I appreciate all the reviews! Thanks so much! Also in these first couple of chapters Secychelles (Victoria) is about 5, and Matthew is about 7.

Sasuke: She wanted to mention that she doesn't know French, so mistakes will appear.

Cherry: Why are you here Sasuke….? This is a Hetalia fic….

Sasuke: ….Hn

Cherry: Okay….. ANYWAYS. Since you're here you might as well do the disclaimer..

Sasuke: This girl here… does not own Hetalia, it's characters or me.

Cherry: Enjoy!

"Victoire ma cherie, come say hello to Papa." Those were the first words that poured from the Frenchman's mouth as he opened the door to his residence. The tanned skinned girl perked up at the silky smooth voice. She was eating with the maids when she heard him. Instantaneously, Victoria jumped out of the chair she was sitting in, mouth full of food, knocking over her plate, and rushed to the front door.

"Papa! Papa!" She chanted gleefully, her chocolate ponytails bouncing as she ran.

Francis smiled at his little girl as she got closer and closer. He knelt down, and she jumped into his waiting arms.

"Papa! Bonjour Papa! I missed you so much. Why were you gone so long? Did you bring me something? The maid never gave me any kisses like you did!" Victoria rambled and rambled. A small pout formed on her thin lips, and she puffed out her caramel cheeks. "Take me with you next time!"

The Frenchman couldn't help but laugh. His darling Victoria was just so… darling. He nuzzled her cheek affectionately, then pulled away slightly. "Now, now Victoire. What have I told you about talking with your mouth full? Do you want the evil Englishman to get you?"

Shrinking a little, Victoria let out a soft mumble, "Not to do it." Her honey brown eyes averted to the ground, feeling that she had displeased her papa. She had not meant to disobey him. She simply wanted to greet him after not seeing him for so long. Her small lips curved in a pout. "I-I'm sorry papa. Please don't send me to the meanie Englishman! His food is yucky."

The blonde picked her up, and lightly kissed her tan cheek. "It's all right my love. I have a surprise for you though."

Instantaneously, the girl's mood brightens. If papa had gotten her a gift, he obviously wasn't terribly upset with her, was he? The whole room seemed to lighten as the girl's spirits lifted. She flung her thin arms around Francis' neck, and gave him a big sloppy kiss. "Oh papa, what did you bring me?"

Francis chuckled lightly at her enthusiasm. Dieu…she was absolutely wonderful. His little angelic princess. He carefully set her back down."Well mon chere…" he began taking hold of her hand. "You'll just have to wait and see." He walked the few steps to the door, and opened it. "Mattieu mon fils, come meet your new little sister."

The little blonde boy perked up when he heard his name being called. He had been told by Francis to stay outside for just a minute so they could surprise someone. That someone was supposedly his new sister. At least that's what Francis had told him.

So he had waited. It was a little cool outside, and the wind gently pricked his face with cold sensations, but he had been in worse. Waiting a for a few minutes would not kill him. But that didn't stop Matthew from scrambling to his feet, and rushing inside, stumbling once or twice. "O-oui! I-I'm coming!"

"Matthew, this is Victoria. Victoria, this is your other new big brother Matthew."

Victoria stared. And stared. And stared some more. Then she broke into a wide toothy grin. She dropped her papa's hand and hugged the shy boy in front of her.

Matthew squeaked by the sudden hug. Glancing down at the little girl hugging him, he blushed madly. How could she hug him so easily like this when they had barely met? It's not like he didn't enjoy it. In fact, he seemed drawn into the hug. Shyly, he wrapped his arms around her, and sighed softly. He couldn't remember the last time someone had hugged him, much less be so excited to see him. It felt nice.

Tilting her head up, Victoria kissed Matthew on the cheek, just like Francis always did to people he'd greet. She giggled when her kiss only made Matthew blush more. He averted his eyes to the side, and let go of her, quickly latching back on to his teddy bear.

Francis held back a chuckle, and gently patted Matthew's head. "Victoire, why don't you go play with Mattieu while I prepare his room."

"Oui!" She exclaimed delightfully, and grabbed the little boy's hand. "I wanna show you my fishies!"

Nodding his head, Matthew followed as she led him down a hall to her room. He stared at everything they passed. The house was huge, and everything in it was so pretty and expensive looking.

Finally Victoria stopped at a door, "This is my room, Matthew." She said as she turned the knob to her room.

When Matthew walked inside he was hit with a sea of blue. Each wall was painted with a color similar to the sky. The bed faced parallel against the wall, and was covered with the softest pillows, and blankets. On top of her bed was a cerulean, giant stuffed swordfish. Across the bed was a large aquarium full of colorful fish and pebbles.

Victoria led Matthew to the aquarium, and pushed a chair up to it. "Wait down here." She ordered. The blonde blinked, and nodded, not seeing how both of them could be on the chair anyways. Reaching skinny tanned arms into the cool water, Victoria pulled out a bright orange fish, much to the young blonde's dismay.

"W-what are you doing?" he gasped.

"I wanted you to meet Sandy." She pouted hopping down from the chair. "Do you want to hold her?"

Matthew stared at the struggling fish, and quickly shook his head. "N-no thank you…" he sputtered.

"Why not?"

"B-because…."

"Y-you just don't like her." The younger girl looked at him with her deep hazel brown eyes peering sadly into his.

"T-that's not…." Matthew sighed. He didn't want to make Victoria sad and especially right after their meeting. "Okay."

The girl grinned and handed over her dearest pet into the hands of the Canadian. His tiny hands grabbed hold of the slicks fish, as it flailed in his hands. Slowly and surely the little fish slowed its flailing, until it became completely still. Matthew panicked. He knew this was going to happen. The fish had obviously needed to stay in the water, but he didn't want to disappoint Victoria. He slowly glanced up at her and frowned.

"I-I think its dead…" he said softly.

Victoria blinked, and then giggled. "It's not dead silly! Let me see." She took Sandy from his hands and put her back in the tank. "See….Why isn't she swimming?"

"S-she's dead…."

"Y-you killed her!"

"I did not!"

"You did too! I'm telling papa!" she cried running out of the room sobbing.

Matthew felt awful. No wonder no one ever wanted him. He couldn't do anything right. He slowly walked over to the tank and watched as the dead fish floated at the top of the water. A small tear leaked from his eye, but he quickly wiped it away. It wasn't his fault…. Victoria couldn't stay mad at him? Could she?

Derp. Derp. Derp. This was mostly just to introduce Matthew and Victoria to each other. So lalala things will be more interesting later. (If anyone knows French and wants to help me out, please PM okay? ;D )

R&R please!