Whoa its been too long since I put a story or chapter up, I'm sorry for everyone who was waiting on this next chapter and those waiting to be updated cause I have seen the huge popularity already for " the undertaker" fan fiction I recently put up so please, it will all be submitted soon and I've recently changed my submission system which in a way is more beneficial to you readers and fans~. One story will be submitted every week for certain, this means an updated chapter or even a new story submission so this gives you something to read every week if you are following me. The last quiet period has been me collection and hoarding chapters to submit so don't worry I wont miss these deadlines. Anyway enough on that topic I hope you all enjoy this chapter cause I loved writing this section. Thank you and please enjoy~
Alice slowly found herself standing in her dining room which was the only room large enough to swing a cat around, she was looking like quite a mess with messy untamed hair, pale face with a contrasting pink nose and covered like a sausage roll in her bed sheets " what's going on? you never made me soup and your just sitting by my door? don't say my food attacked you or something cause then ill .. " before she could continue she was cut off by another coughing spasm making her choke and hunch over.
The French wolf's head shot up to look at the sickly pale witch. He got up and offered the witch a sheepish smile which was not returned.
"Sorry Alice. I got distracted" Alice only responded with more coughing much to Francis' concern "Here, go sit down and I'll make you that soup, d'accord?" he said leading the witch towards the kitchen.
" you know I don't like it when you leave the house suddenly like that, I'm not well enough to protect you if you got found out" wiping her snotty nose on her sleeve and taking a seat still encased in her blanket packaging " don't leave the house without telling me got it"
Even with her sickness the witch managed to pull off a very terrifying glare, it was almost as though she enjoyed the man's company...not that she would ever confess it of course
"But I did tell you!" Francis whined "... You were half asleep, but I still told you that I'd be gone for a while!" he turned on his heel to spin around and look Alice directly in the eye "Did you miss me~?"
Already bright red in the face Alice backed up alittle avoiding their faces almost touching " of course not! It's just being the only one with supernatural knowledge and able to stand you I just feel I'm responsible for you that's all" looking away instantly not once looking the werewolf in the eye " now stop hovering over me like I'm little red riding hood...you smell like a dog"
The Frenchman made a small pout and turned away "I do not smell like a dog thank you very much!" He ran off to grab the small sack of stolen goods and came back to place it on the kitchen counter " Besides, you smell like a bad attempt of making cookies"
" wow...you wound my heart how will I ever live on with an insult like that" The woman wearing no expression paired with a monotonic voice. Looking curiously at the bag Francis was holding she suddenly felt something stuck in the middle of her neck, she knew for a fact the man didn't know any better and it was full of stolen ingredients, wracked with the guilt she couldn't bring the subject up and just continued watching the man make his apparently "divine meals" as he called it.
"I would make you something ten times better then soup, BUT! since you're sick you wouldn't be able to fully enjoy that meal. I know!-" The werewolf continued mindlessly blabber about french cuisine while Alice watched him chop up vegetables and throw them into the pot. It was a wonder how he knew such things. Werewolves are suppose to be savage creatures that would eat raw meat without hesitation. This one was much different then the ones told in your typical fairy tale. He didn't pray on humans, he didn't distance himself nor attempt to attack Alice. Heck! He wasn't even that scary! If anything he was completely lost until Alice let him stay in her cozy little cottage.
Half asleep hearing the dribble that Francis went on and on and on about she finally found something to pay attention to as she took one of the books from a towering pile perched at the corner of the dining table, covered in dust it had been sitting there inching closer and closer to the edge for months " you know...werewolves aren't meant to talk...especially when its going to be just cooking for 5 hours" she commented with her gaze never leaving one of her spell books " aren't your parents around? you should have inherited your werewolf qualities from them afterall" stating it like a fact as she knew almost every supernatural being had a family with the same qualities ...however witches and wizards were an exception, her parents were normal mortals with sadly the same views as the villagers on her powers.
Francis tensed up at the thought of his parents. He paused in his tracks and seemed to be completely immobile. After a minute of complete silence he continued to cut vegetables and took a deep breath.
" I did not inherit this curse from my parents. I was bitten"
Eyes open wide the witch was now heavily interested in the man's story " really?! you!? bitten?! who would bite you unless they thought YOU were one of these divine meals " snickering at the comeback " honestly were they going for the kill when they found you? I mean you are easy pray" not noticing the atmosphere of the room at all and continues to joke around
"I was only twelve..." Francis growled lowly hoping Alice would drop the subject.
Sensing the dark aura spreading from the man's back she shut her mouth and sat there looking down at her wooden table feeling guilty and scolded, she knew she was cursed just like him in this mortal world but having to experience a normal life and then having it taken away was much worse than her own situation. " I'm sorry" the witch lowly grumbled clearly not in practice with saying it.
The werewolf sighed, glancing over at the ashamed witch "It's fine Alice. Now don't be so gloomy, you look better with a smile" Francis said with a wink.
Biting her lip and getting hot headed, even enough to make her hair pop up against gravity from their instant blow dry " don't ever say that to me again, anyway! we need to figure out how to get this hunter away from the village cause I don't like him being here even if I was alone " standing up making the floor boards creep as she peered out of the curtained window " maybe I should poison him, cause no doubt he will make the villagers burn me at one point" having no remorse for the mortals what so ever.
Francis scoffed "If you poison him they'd probably assume that it was you who did it" he said, taking a seat at the table leaning back into the chair "Who is this supposed hunter anyways? If he's trying to find me he's not doing a very good job at it"
Just hearing someone ask about him made Alice's expression change to one resembling a child eating a lemon " don't ever ask me what he is like again, he non stop flirted with me and tried to whisper hints into my ears... in fact I feel like I need to wash after mentioning that" hurrying away from the window to wash her mouth out with water dispensed out a barrel " he is just gross okay... " hugging herself and rubbing up and down the lengths of her arms it was clear she didn't like the man and it was preying on her mind.
"Let me guess, he has dirty blond hair, bright blue eyes, and wears a cocky grin on his face" Francis blurted out casually as if it seemed normal to know the description of a man he had supposedly never met.
Eyed wide and full of curiosity and a hint of fear she said monotonically " wait... how did you know that?" pausing from her desperate mouth washing to leave her mouth agape in shock " have you seriously met him before? did you lead him here?! " she resorted thinking the two must be working together to make her life a living hell " tell me everything you know!" now shaking the Frenchman by his shoulders like a mad man enough atleast to make his perfect bouncy blond hair to fall out of place.
"I swear I don't know anything!" He responded clearly taken back by the witch's sudden questions an demands "I saw him lurking around the woods not too long ago! Of course I didn't make contact with him, that would be a stupid move on my part unless I'm looking to be executed!" He took her hands to stop her from shaking him "I'm surprised though" he removed her small delicate hands from his shoulder and was holding them in his own "From what I could see he was pretty attractive, but of course not as attractive as moi~, and he seems to have taken a liking to you. Most girls would do anything to be in your place"
Speechless Alice stared at Francis " what the hell do you mean?! I think a woman like me doesn't need to have an attractive man in her life, not to mention I cant see why me being a witch and all... maybe he is just looking for a freak show to bring around with him place to place cause I'm sure as hell not interested" folding her arms and looking angry at Francis " let another boring girl take my place!" riled up by the argument she just stops and looks away from the shaken Frenchman " he would be lucky to have me anyway..." she added at the end taking it like the final blow to the hunter's reputation in her own opinion.
The Frenchman hummed to himself while a small smirk kept onto his face "You're a stubborn one aren't you~ Playing hard to get?" He said with the intentions of riddling Alice up.
" hard to get? Who says ill belong to any man" Alice hissed with venom " a witch doesn't need a man in her life, it only causes problems with my immortal physique" boasting her endurance and supernatural presence as though she was a god
"So you swing the other way"? Francis' smirk grew wider.
" WHAT THE HELL! NO! I DO NOT!" Alice defended feeling like the smelly roommate was doing this on purpose " I made an oath on chastity! I will have no romantic relations with anyone" shaking her head showing she means business
Francis stared at Alice with wide eyes and in disbelief "Quoi?! No romantic relationships what so ever?! How do you even manage to do that?!"
" easily, I don't leave my land unless I need supplies, I don't talk to mortals and I have absolutely no visitors" Alice sang with a smile on her face like a dream come true
A scoff can be heard from the Frenchman "You seem to have forgotten that we made an agreement for me to stay here~"
Her expression suddenly turning to a glare worthy of thunder in the background " oh I didn't forget don't worry, why? Are you saying ill have to give up my chastity with you around? Pfff! You wish but you'll find I'm quite a catch" resting a palm to her chest acting classy even with the flushed, sickly face and messy patched dress she wore, lets say stylists weren't around at this point and if there was there were no where in sight.
"Quite the catch huh? If I could compare you to a fish in the sea, you would be a clown fish" Francis teased pointing at Alice's clothes "because your outfit is ridiculous"
" my outfit? Honestly? That's not a big concern for me living in the middle of the woods alone also I made this outfit myself! Are you saying you could sow better?" The witch huffed with a hand on her hip giving him all the sass, she finished with a slap across the tanned, blond bearded face " and don't ever call me a fish! Is this how you talk to a woman!?"
"I did not call you a fish! I was comparing you to one!" Francis said in defence, but only earned him another slap across his face.
" oh what did you say~ I didn't hear you" Alice smiled getting her own way " now then remember this one is sick and as much as I love to watch your food burning behind your back I am actually hungry, so if you mind" gesturing to the smoking pot above the fire.
Francis' eyes widened the moment he heard the words "food" and "burning". He quickly got up from his seat and rushed over to the wood stove, muttering french words as he attempted to save what he left unattended.
" you know ill eat it either way to be polite" Alice defended trying to reassure the ' 5 star chef' that his food will meet her standards even when burnt " but honestly who loves cooking enough to watch it constantly and add all these little specific seasonings that taste of nothing" showing her distaste in standing over the boiling pot " I would rather cast spells and research"
"Excuser moi (excuse me), if I do not want the food I cook to become a disgusting pot of green goo" Francis replied with a hint of attitude behind his voice "I don't know how someone could survive without knowing what good cuisine tastes like"
Looking up to Francis and raising a brow " well you found someone? Though I wont argue about having a hand around here... Well more like cooking for me while I work" making a big grin hoping to attract Francis to the job " want to be my chef for the price of a room?"
Francis looked back at Alice, clearly shocked from the question she had asked "You... You're being serious?" he asked almost in disbelief.
" eh yeah? Whats so hard to believe about that?" tilting her head to the side confused herself " I mean when I get sick or stuck in my research another person here would help alot" the witch continues making reasons on why she is offering
Alice was suddenly cut off by the Frenchman pulling her into a tight hug "Oh my goodness, yes! I'll take your offer!" The wolf continued to blab on about how grateful he is and how he wouldn't let her down.
Alice struggled to pull the man off " whoa jeez calm down! You still need to clean up and get ingredients for me so don't go cheering" at this point having her face squished by the werewolf's cheery face
The Frenchman released Alice from his embrace, smiling like the total idiot he is "Don't worry Alice! That won't be a problem."
He turned back around, continuing to chop up some vegetables, not forgetting to keeping a close eye on the stove. He didn't remember the last time he had been this happy, the feeling felt as if it were brand new. He had a roof over his head, he was doing something he loved, and he had the bonus of having the company of a weird, yet intriguing witch.
Hello again, probably getting sick of reading these author notes if you do but I doubt anybody does w anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter and if you did please favourite and review when possible because it does really support me and Vanti when we are looking for what to update and write next, so if you could please and we will be sure to read it. Though i do hold vanti back in the aweing when she reads them, but again thank you girl for being soo awesome to write stories with ~ * blows kiss*. As I repeat in all my stories I do not own hetalia or any of their characters and this is all completely fan based so please don't sue me or attempt to. Thank you again and I hope to see you in the next chapter because I have one in waiting to submit next week. Thank you and please comment if you have ideas, productive opinions on my new updating system or just to say you love my stories but please no bad comments because it doesnt help anyone.
