Lal lalalala My brain hurts D:

Sorry bout the last chapter and it being all over the place and my history not being correct.

I Never paid attention in History thats' why i got a D!

But Now i pay attention and im way behind so please excuse me for being a dumb ass.

I'm just sleep deprived and running on caffeine!

Warnings Still Apply!

I promise this chapter will be better!

Matt dozed off a few times but eventually heard that Arthur was up.

"More abuse,dirty looks, drunken yelling,Slurs against me because I'm Canadian, And probably a whole shit load more." Matthew said to himself quietly sighing. "Maybe if i lay here and pretend to be asleep i can avoid Arthur until later tonight." Matthew thought. "I mean he leaves to go where ever it is that he goes during the day, so i just have to wait a little longer until he's gone." Matthew came up with a plan. "I wish i could avoid Arthur when he's drunk and hungover...so basically a lot of the time." What a wonderful thought crossed Matt's mind.

"What if he was sober? That would be wonderful." He smiled at the thought. Then a part of him that new that would never happen chimed in. "Yeah and what if Alfred was here, and Francis hadn't given you to this horrible English man." It said very sarcastically.

The front door made a loud noise as it shut behind Arthur. Matt laid there a moment making sure he had left for sure, before springing out of bed and putting some clothes on. He smiled in relief of no more bruises for now. But there was no telling what would happen later tonight. Matt of course hopped for the best. Praying that Arthur would come home sober for a change. But Matthew didn't bet on it.

Matt laid on the couch in the living room looking up at the ceiling. Boredom consumed him for most of the day he was alone until, he got a knock at the door. Matt crawled off the couch to answer the door hopping that it wasn't Arthur.

An average sized girl stood in the door way. She had short blond wavy locks and green eyes. Her hair was held back by a headband that, was the same color of her eyes.

"Hi I'm Belle." She smiled.

She looked familiar to Matthew but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I'm Lars' sister." She jogged his memory.

"Ooh yeah so did you need something Belle?"

"Well.. i was wondering if you wanted to come over...If your not busy! I wouldn't want to bother you." She quickly added.

"No I'm not busy but why do you want me over?" Matthew was confused.

"Well i made some Blackberry cake and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and have some with us? I made plenty!" Belle smiled awaiting an answer.

"S-sure. I'd love too." Mattie said shyly in front of the pretty blond.

"Wonderful! Bror is gonna be so happy to have you!"Matthew blushed at the thought of Lars wanting him at his house.

"Hold on i just need to put my shoes on and I'll be ready." Matthew put his shoes on going out side with Belle. He shut the door and walked next to her to their house.

Matthew was nervous about being in a Lars house, i mean sure they talked once or twice, and exchanged looks a couple of times but it wasn't like they were good friends. He remained close to Belle as a cub would his mother. Matthew looked around their beautiful house as they entered the kitchen. Matt noticed a man standing in the corner of the room leaning against the counter a cup in his hand.

"Matthew this is Henri my oldest brother." Belle smiled.

Henri looked over and smiled at Matthew His blue eyes shining. He didn't really look like Belle or Lars. Didn't siblings usually share similar traits? Even if they weren't twins. Matt looked at Henri's eyes again noticing the haze that filled them. He was drunk and there was no doubt about it. But Matt didn't say anything.

"Plezier om kennis te maken." Henri smiled taking a sip of his drink.

"Het genoegen is geheel van mij." Matthew answered in the best dutch he could.

"Matthew i didn't know you could speak Dutch." Lars walked in towling off his wet hair.

Matthew turned and looked at Lars, a small blush entering his face. "Only a little." Matt admitted.

"Wonderful!" Belle smiled. "Ok so.." She picked up a knife. "Who's ready for cake!" They all smiled back at her. And Belle cut each of them a slice.

The cake was three-fourths the way eaten and the dishes in the sink. Belle put a lid on the cake, and cleaned up the counters till they were spotless.

"Done!" She smiled happily looking around the kitchen.

"It's spotless belle."Matthew smiled.

"Well thank you." She smiled back.

Lars stood quietly in the room for a few moments before saying, "Mattie you should be getting home now."

"Oh crap yeah i should get going. Thanks for the Cake Belle!" Matthew thanked her before leaving the kitchen, and getting to the front door.

"Leaving?" Henri asked looking up from his book.

"Yeah. Oh and thanks for letting me come over." Matthew smiled.

"You're always welcomed here mijn lieve kleine Matthew."

The dutch made Matthew blush a little. Matt left and headed back to his house.

Matthew heard french coming form the kitchen as he entered the house. This was odd because the only person he knew that spoke french besides him was Francis. Matt slipped off his shoes before walking over into the was him. Matt's heart instantly was repaired and warm.

"P-papa..." Matthew said quietly.

Francis turned around at the sound an his eyes widened with joy. He sprang from his seat and hugged the boy.

"Oh mon doux petit Matthieu." He squeezed the boy before kissing his forehead. "Aw look how big you've gotten."

Matthew held onto Francis tightly tears leaving the corner of his eyes. "..Papa..." He cried softly.

"Aw what's wrong Mon Cherie?"

"Please ne laissez à nouveau." Matthew pleaded.

OhMyGawd Francis is back :O what'll happen next? I don't know wait to find out. Ok so hope you liked it Please review!

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Translations:

plezier om kennis te maken= Pleasure to make your acquaintance (Yeah its dutch -_-)

Het genoegen is geheel van mij= The pleasure is all mine

mijn lieve kleine Matthew= My sweet little Matthew

Oh mon doux petit Matthieu= Oh my sweet little Matthew

Mon Cherie= My dear

ne laissez à nouveau= don't leave again

(sorry if i mistranslated anything!~)

People/References:

Belle = Belgium

Henri= Luxembourg

Bror= Means brother and it refers to Lars