Thanks to Rani-Girl, who suggested the following three words:

the argument-la discusión

the rain-la lluvia

the cat-el gato

"Mama, can we get a cat please? Mr. Karpusi said that Helen just had some kittens and we could have one if we wanted." Looking away from her daughter Sofia, Faith sighed and raised her eyes to the heavens. Their next-door neighbor was going to be the death of her. Bordering on cat hoarder, Mr. Karpusi had been trying to give away his new litter of kittens to his neighbors so he could keep them close to him without getting into trouble with the law. She was lucky though, Sofia, her baby girl, still hadn't caught on to the fact that she was not the one to ask about kittens. Rather, her father, Antonio, who is wrapped around the fingers of both his girls, would most certainly give into her demands if she asked him.

"No sweetie, we can't," she said while folding up a pair of Antonio's jeans, adding it to his pile of clothes.

"Why?" Sofia questioned, her favorite one too. Faith picked up the last piece of clothing, a purple skirt that Sofia got for her birthday last year, and stuck it on a hanger, trying to figure out how to answer her daughter. It wasn't as if she hated cats, but they were kittens-and kittens take up an endless amount of time and energy. And Faith knew that she would be the one in their household expelling all that energy over the kitten, rather than the one who actually wanted it.

"We already have a pet Sofia; we have two turtles. Remember? Adelita and Nenita?"

Sometimes she didn't know how Antonio does it sometimes, with not only all girl humans, but two girl turtles to top it off!

No look of recognition dawned in Sofia's eyes at the names of their two turtles, but Faith lets it go when no more questions follow. She left the piles of folded clothes in the living room to take back to the bedrooms tomorrow, and moved on to the kitchen to check on the oldest, Esperanza, with Sofia trailing behind her talking to her doll, Antonia. Faith glanced at Esperanza's finished spelling worksheet off to the side, and picked it up to check it over. Not bad, just a couple of mistakes. She smiled and placed a star next to them for her to correct.

As per usual, after Esperanza finished her homework, the family would head to the restaurant so that the girls could see Antonio. Because of the late hours he had to work and the girls being at school all morning, he wouldn't get to see them during the day. And now that Faith was back in the work force as a preschool teacher, she missed spending that time with him as well. So they all worked this out so they could still see each other on a regular basis rather than just on weekends.

"Good job Esperanza. When you are done with that worksheet and correct your spelling mistakes we can go." She headed to the kitchen to get the bag of papers that need to be cut by Friday; figuring she could get started on that while at the restaurant. Looking at the clock, Faith saw that it was 19:38 (7:38 pm); plenty of time until they would have to bring the girls back home to go to bed. She headed to the refrigerator to get a snack for Antonio; he had texted her a couple hours ago telling her he had forgotten to bring one for the day. When she turned around, Sofia had her arms held out to her mother pleadingly. She's five years old and much too old for this, but Faith gave a sigh and reached down to pick her up. She placed her purse in the bigger bag, and headed back to the kitchen table to find that Esperanza was already done and had grabbed their bags of coloring books and movies.

"Are we ready?" She nodded. Faith pushed back Esperanza's chocolaty bangs, courtesy of Antonio, and handed her the key to the house.

"Do you want to do the honors?" She smiled at Faith and headed to the door, starting to talk about how one of the kids in her class has an older brother who has his own key to unlock the house. The trio headed to the car, Sofia occasionally interrupting about her best friend Teresa, who also has an older brother, but, of course, he doesn't have his very own key to open the door. Smiling wryly as the two interrupt each other, Faith took back the keys to unlock the car. But when Sofia attempted to kick Esperanza in the face from her perch, she quickly started walking to the other side of the car to prevent the kick from connecting. Buckling in Sofia, she looked at the two very seriously.

"If there are any fights or arguments in this car, I will turn around and we will go back home. Do you guys understand?" Suddenly, a drop of water hit her back. Faith pressed her lips together. It would probably be raining by the time they got there.

"Yes mama," they answered, heads downcast.

"Look at me girls," they slowly looked up. Their pouting faces were so comical that Faith struggled for a minute to keep a straight face. Regaining her composure, she looked into both their eyes. "Say it again please."

"Yes mama."

"Good," she said, getting out from the side and shutting the passenger door. Faith climbed into the driver's side of the car and pulled away from the house, praying they do not break out into a argument, not really wanting to have to drive back home. Faith was fine with her new job as a teacher, and the extra income was really appreciated after the last five years of staying at home. But it had taken away some of the time she would spend with Antonio in the morning before he went into work, and she just missed him so much.

Making a turn, Faith checked in the rear view mirror on the girls. Sofia hadn't stopped talking since they got in, but she couldn't tell if it was to her or to Antonia. For the most part though, replies weren't necessary, so she just let Sofia keep talking. Esperanza quietly stared out the window. She had always been the quieter one, but Faith was slightly concerned, and made a note to check on her.

Popping on the radio to Esperanza's favorite station, Faith started to sing along in a silly voice to the words, glancing up at Esperanza in the rear view mirror occasionally. Esperanza looked at her strangely for a minute before finally saying something.

"Mama, you are so weird," she said, as she shook her head at Faith.

"I do try dear," Faith said with a smile, and it grew even bigger as she watched a matching one fight it's way onto Esperanza's face.

"I don't think mama's weird," Sofia cut in, and as quick as it appeared, Esperanza's smile disappeared. Faith tried to squish her annoyance at her youngest as she turned the radio down.

They finally park, and Faith helped Sofia unbuckle her seat. Sure enough, as predicted, it was pouring down rain. Grabbing both of her daughter's hands, Faith herded them both into the restaurant, not even trying to pull out the umbrella, knowing it was not going to be worth the effort. When they reached the entrance, they were greeted by a familiar figure at the host both.

"Romano!" Sofia squealed, as she went running to him, hugging his pant leg. He patted her head awkwardly and his face started to turn pink. Esperanza waved at him while staying beside Faith, who couldn't stop a big smile creeping onto her face.

"Romano, look at you! I see Antonio put you as host!" The kid flushed even more in embarrassment and pride. He was staying with the Carriedo family for the year before he went back to school. While he was known to argue to authority figures, especially Antonio, it was obvious that the two cousins had a soft spot for each other.

"Yeah yeah, he just shoved me up here 'Romano, run the host desk,' he begged, 'José didn't show.' And he just had to put on those puppy eyes." The teen rolled his eyes, "So here I am." Sofia and Esperanza had already moved on and had run out into the restaurant to their father, who was talking to a patron.

"Trust me Romano, that's how he's always gotten his way. Those puppy dog eyes will be the death of us all." Romano gave a wry smile at that and waved her on. Faith stayed at the main entry way though, watching her husband. Antonio had extracted himself from talking to the customers and was now holding onto both of his daughter's hands while listening to them talk over each other and walking towards her. His beaming smile made Faith feel happy as well; his love for his daughters was obvious on his face. She started to walk over to them and the four reunited in the middle of the restaurant. Antonio and Faith kissed each other, and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck while his stay holding the girl's hands.

"Hey beautiful," he breathed as they separated.

"Hello handsome," she replied with a smile. He picked up Sofia and grabbed Esperanza's hand with the same arm, allowing for his other hand to wrap around Faith's waist. They headed to the office to drop off our stuff. Antonio's office was dominated by a card table and a couch for the girls to sit on while they watched a movie. Some nights though, they helped Antonio in the restaurant by either going with him while he talks to customers or helping bring out plates of food, and if a staff member was out sick, Faith would step in during the night rush to help.

Today was a good day for the restaurant. It had a decent amount of patrons for a such an early hour, but not to many so the staff wouldn't be stressed out before the dinner rush. Faith sat in an empty booth instead of back in the office, and worked on the letters she needed to cut. Sofia shadowed Romano for a while, and then when she got bored of it, she walked around to different patrons, talking to them and making new friends. Everyone was of course introduced to Antonia, and learned how Antonia was a ballerina who loved to draw pictures for her mama. Eventually Faith had to separate her from one young couple, whom Sofia had taken up too much of their time. She settled Sofia down in the booth alongside her and had her work on some coloring. Esperanza stayed with her father, and soon her bad mood from earlier lifted as over and over Antonio found ways to make her laugh. Whether they were in the kitchen, conspiring in the office, or talking to patrons, Faith could hear both of their distinct laughter.

Suddenly, Antonio and Esperanza burst out from the kitchen, dancing wildly to the dramatic tango background music playing in the restaurant. After a little bit, he walked over and plucked Sofia out of her seat with Faith and the three began dancing in a circle. Someone in the back turned up the music, and soon other staff members were rushing out to dance as well. Even Romano left his host booth, although he stood off to the side and refused to join the dance. Patrons began clapping their hands along, and few of the more daring ones got up and joined the dancers.

Antonio let go of Sofia's hand for a second. "Come dance with us!" he called out to his wife. Faith got up and weaved her way through the dancers and was soon spinning in a circle and laughing with her family. The girls and Antonio all wore matching smiles, as they spun around. As the music came to an end, Antonio spun and dipped each of his girls, first Sofia, then Esperanza, and finally Faith.

And as the room dissolved into thunderous applause, all Faith could think, was how she had the best family in the entire world.

A/N: I would like to thank Rani-Girl and DevilSurvivor for following/favoriting this story, and I would like to thank Rani-Girl for reviewing. Your review really encouraged me, and I understand where you are coming from. I tend to avoid OC stories myself, and your advice put things into perspective for me. I did try to work on expanding the character's perspective in this chapter; it is the longest one I have to date. I will definitely work on fleshing out Faith and the other characters some more. As you have said in your review, I do tend to leave some things unsaid. Apart of it is my more direct writing style. I do struggle with the details sometimes because I get bored. I am working to improve things though!

Just in general, if anyone has noticed, I am avoiding describing Faith's personal appearance. Why? I know that as a reader I often paint a completely different picture of a character than what the author gives to me. Also, by not giving her a standard appearance, Faith becomes yours in a way. She can have any weight, skin tone, eye color, height, whatever floats your boat. Plus it doesn't really matter what she looks like. I think I might retain the rights to control her hair length/style, but who knows, I might not mention her hair at all.

Yes I did use military time, I read somewhere that in Europe they use military time; and the story takes place in Spain.

I still have a poll up on my profile for what Hetalia Character should I do for future three words stories. In the lead are the two Italy brothers with one vote apiece. The other choices are the Netherlands, France, and Sweden. if you like any of those 5 and this story, go vote on my profile page so that I will write about them. Also I am still open for word suggestions.

Sorry this chapter is late, I've been really busy at school all week. I was working on it yesterday, and then today as I read it over, I realized i changed tense and perspective mid chapter! So I had to go back and fix that. Let me know if you catch anything so I can change it.

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