"Do you find it odd that your dad hangs around everyone BUT your mom?" Washington asked Paris.
Paris froze, "Eh, Canada's not my mom…"
London looked up from his book, "Say what now?"
Paris sighed, "I really don't like telling the story…"
"What story?" Washington asked, oblivious to everything
Paris sighed, "Amanda, I really don't want to explain…"
"Awww! Pleeeeeaaaaassseeee, Julianne?" Amanda said, pouting.
Julianne sighed, "Do I really have to tell her, Connor?"
Connor scoffed, "You brought it up. So now you have to tell the child."
Amanda pouted, "I am NOT a child! I'm only a year younger than you!"
Connor rolled his eyes, "Sure act like one… Stupid American…"
Amanda ignored him and poked Julianne, "Sooooo?"
Julinanne sighed, "Fine! My real mom was Jeanne d'Arc… She was…one of my dad's subordinates…"
Amanda looked confused, "How much older than her was he? Cause I remember learning in history that your mom lead France to victory during the Hundred Years War…But she was like, 16..."
Julianne sighed, "Yea… Uh…"
"That's not a very polite question, git…" Connor replied.
"I am not a git!" Amanda insisted, looking through her British slang dictionary.
Connor rolled his eyes, "Could have fooled me…"
"Shut up, poop head!" Amanda muttered.
"I suggest you stop using such vulgar language…" Julianne started.
"You know what Connor? Go fuck a cow for all I care!" Amanda stormed, walking away.
"…The bloody hell?" Connor asked, following his sister.
Julianne watched the two siblings retreat, sweatdropping. She then heard her father, Francis, calling her.
" Oh mon daughter~ chéri il est temps pour nous au go~" France called to Paris.
Paris sweat dropped again, walking over to her family, "Je suis père venant…"
While storming away, Amanda ran into Carlita, otherwise known as Madrid.
"Oi! Carlita! Could you help me pratice for Spanish?" Amanda asked.
Carlita nodded, "Sure. You start!"
"Uh, okay. Hola. ¿Como estas hoy?" Amanda asked.
"Estoy muy contenta. Y tu, ¿Como estas hoy?" Carlita replied, still rolling with the conversation.
"Estoy enojada porque mi hermano es un asse." Amanda muttered.
"Pobre Amanda. Pero, las cosas conseguirán mejor. Apenas sea paciente." Carlita said, patting Amanda's head
"Adios mi amiga…" Amanda said.
"Adios!" Carlita called, "Such a strange girl. Poor thing, though. I couldn't stand having any hermanos."
Author's Note:
Okay, so the conversation between France and Paris is:
F: "Oh darling daughter~ It's time for us to go!"
P: "Coming daddy…"
And the following is the conversation between Madrid and Washington
W: Hello. How are you today?
M: I'm content. And you, how are you today?
W: I'm angry because my brother is an ass
M: Poor Amanda. But, things will get better. Just be patient.
W: Goodbye, my friend.
M: Goodbye!
P.S. I have only taken Spanish One and a bit of Spanish Two so far, so I'm sorry if there are any grammar mistakes in the Spanish conversation. Blame Babelfish if the line where Carlita (Madrid) tells Amanda (Washington) that everything will be okay, is wrong.
P.S.S. I don't know any French, so sorry if that's wrong too. Blame Babelfish if it's wrong.