Author's Note: Waaaaaaaaah! I'm sorry! I totally should have updated sooner than this! But I've had to deal with a lot of fastballs thrown by life... To the face... And they HURT. Either way, good news is that the world didn't end, and there are NO zombies running around trying to eat my flesh~! ^^
-stuff in here are thoughts-
Bold words are song titles, or emphasised words
Translations are at the end. Sorry if they aren't right... I used Google translator... Again. ^^"
~ Gentle Breeze - Trauma Center UTK 2 ~
I straightened out my clothes, and helped Matthew move France to a nearby bench. "Ugh..." I grunted after I set him down. "He's heavier than he looks..."
"Hmph." Arthur huffed, "You should have left that bloody frog where he was."
"Huh? Why?" I asked. "Well, He molested you!" Arthur grumbled, "You shouldn't be this nice to him."
I looked over at France and chuckled, "Ya, but I hit him with my suitcase, and kneed him in the... ummmm... ya..." I looked at my feet in embarrassment and laughed nervously. "So I think it's even... And all he did was grope me... It's not like he... Did anything that bad."
"Well, even if you do forgive him, what he did would still be considered sexual assault!" Arthur countered, "That bloody frog deserved the pain for molesting you."
"A-arthur…" Matthew sighed and went over to where France was.
"Anyways, it's all in the past now." I said with a smile, "You need to learn how to forgive and forget once in a while, ya know?"
Arthur looked taken aback for a second "U-uhhhh… Y-ya…" he mumbled and looked at his feet. I turned around, leaving Arthur to his thoughts, and walked over to where Matthew and France were.
"So, how's he doing?" I asked, worried.
"He should be fine… He only passed out because you knocked the wind out of him…" Matthew replied.
"Oh that's good to hear…" I sighed in relief. I was about to turn and leave, when I heard France mumbling in his sleep.
"Vous êtes... trop mignon... lorsque vous êtes en colère la Chine..." He mumbled between breaths.
I tilted my head in confusion and looked over at Matthew. "What did he say?" I asked.
"Uhhhh…" Matthew hesitated a second before replying, "He said he thinks that you're cute when you're angry."
"He does, huh?" I sighed, and walked next to France. "Anyways, he can't just sleep here all day... So…" I said, poking his arm nonchalantly, "Hey wake up. Wakey Wakey! Rise and shine sleeping beauty~!" I finished with a hard jab to his stomach.
"PFFFFFFFT! ARG!"France sputtered, and shot straight up. "W-what did you do that for mademoiselle?" He said angrily and rubbed his hurting stomach.
"Well… It was a wake-up-call. And see! You're awake, aren't you?"
"Oui… But couldn't you have used a gentler way of waking me up?" France groaned as he stood up.
"But… that way is more fun, isn't it?" I smirked and laughed, "Anyways, sorry for hitting you and waking you up that way. It's nice to meet you… um…"
"Francis Bonnefoy." He replied, kneeled down, and kissed my hand. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer mademoiselle."
I felt myself blushing a bit, and quickly pulled my hand away when he got up.
"Now that you know my name, do you care to tell me yours mademoiselle?" He said with a smirk.
"Ya… that's right." Arthur said as he walked over, "We've been talking for a while, and I forgot to ask you for your name…"
"Same here…" Matthew agreed."Ya… I forgot to introduce myself didn't I?" I chuckled and rubbed the back of my neck. "My name's Edlyn. Edlyn 'Wang' Si."
"So your name is Edlyn?" Arthur smirked, "It suits you."*
"Oh whatever." I glared at Arthur, "I can't help what my Mom named me!"
"I know… But she did a good job naming you." Arthur chuckled.
"What are they talking about?" Matthew asked Francis, clearly confused.
Francis shrugged, "Je suppose que cela doit signifier quelque chose en anglais."
"Aside from that… You said your middle name is Wang?" Arthur chuckled again, "That explains the uncanny resemblance between you and Yao!"
"Oui, that's why I mistook this lovely mademoiselle for him~" Francis winked toward me, causing me to blush again.
–If he's doing this just to mess with my head, I need to remember to castrate him later…- I thought and decided to change the subject. "So… If I remember correctly…" I said turning to Francis, "You said that Prussia invited you to work on his ocean liner?"
"Oui~" Francis said with a smile, "Though… He didn't tell me what my job is yet. He said that he would tell everyone when the got to the meeting."
Arthur looked questionly at Francis. "What meeting? America asked us to meet up with him at the docks at Three Forty-five to go see something Prussia wanted to show us."
Francis sighed and flipped his hair. "Amérique must have forgotten to tell you about the meeting. But I expect as much from him."
"That bloody wanker…" Arthur grumbled, "He told us to meet him up at the wrong place!"
"No. He just forgot to tell you guys where you SHOULD have met up with him first." I stated.
"I'm sure Al only forgot…" Matthew sighed, "Knowing him, he was probably really excited and overlooked a few things."
"I'll say." Arthur huffed.
"Quoi qu'il en soit... It is about time for us to go." Francis smiled and started dragging Arthur and Matthew towards the baggage claim. "Au revoir~ Rendez-vous peu plus tard petit la Chine~" He said as he waved and walked away with Arthur calling him a 'bloody frog' and telling him to let go of him or he'll box his ears. I heard Francis laugh and tell him that it didn't sound very threatening, before looking away and chuckling to myself.
"EDLYN!" an angry voice called behind me, and I turned around fearfully.
"E-eh?" I responded, trembling a bit.
"What are you doing spacing out like that? Get your lazy ass over here!" my Mom yelled at me while brandishing her suitcase.
-I think I know where I get my craziness from...- I thought to myself before apologizing profusely and dashing over to where Mom and Dad were standing.
Where I was promptly greeted with a smack to the head.
"Ne... You don't have to hit me so hard..."
Author's Note: Ugh... This was a shorter chapter than I would have wanted it to be... And it's not that good either. But in the next chapter, we'll have things in England's point of view at the meeting, as Edlyn gets dragged all over the place by her family. Her/My Mom is kinda... scary... But then again, Dad's even scarier. *shiver*
I hope you guys can wait till then! ^^" I'm sorry!
Vous êtes... trop mignon... lorsque vous êtes en colère la Chine... (French) - You are... Too cute... When you are angry China ...
Mademoiselle (French) - Miss
C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer mademoiselle. (French) - It is a pleasure to meet you miss.
Je suppose que cela doit signifier quelque chose en anglais. (French) - I guess it must mean something in English.
Oui (French) - Yes
Amérique (French) - America
Quoi qu'il en soit... (French) - Anyway...
Au revoir~ Rendez-vous peu plus tard petit la Chine~ (French) - Goodbye~ See you in a bit little China~
*The name Edlyn means "Small noble one"... And so... I am cursed with my height... TTATT
Everything's in French... Again. -_-"
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