A/N: Oh my GOSH! THANK YOU THANK YOU! LOL! And I have got requests for the Philippines and Russia. I will get to them..eventually. BUT do not worry! They WILL go to these places. I already have an OC for the Philippines! Yeah! AND THANKS ROB FOR READING THIS! YOU'RE STILL AWESOME! I apologize for any errors.


Arthur wondered why he was doing this. Stupid frog. These weren't errands. This was a stupid scavenger hunt.

Earlier

Arthur woke up to find a certain American using his body as a pillow. Said American was snoring and mumbling words in her sleep. He could barely move. Dammit. Who knows what will happen if Francis opens the door to find him being hugged to death by a sleeping Allison. Suddenly the door was slammed open by an overexcited Francis. Well more excited than usual. Shit. He was beginning to think the universe was out to get him.

"ARTHUR! MON CHER! I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU TO DO!"

Arthur sighed. It was way to early to be dealing with Francis. Luckily, Allison was a really heavy sleeper.

"What do you want, frog?" It took a lot of self control to not hit his cousin with all he had.

"Well, I want you to run some errands for me." Arthur scowled. Why would I want to do that?

"No." Francis pouted. Che. As if that face would earn him anything but a punch to the gut.

"Whhyyyy?" Oh God. He was whining.

"Because. Aren't you supposed to be the host anyway?"

"Yeah. But I have to watch cher Allison." Arthur's eye twitched. What?

"What? Why is she alone with you?"

"Well. I decided to teach her how to cook French food."

"That's disgusting."

"My cooking is better than whatever you cook. You only succeed in making my kitchen a plant for toxic waste." Arthur had to constantly tell himself that a person as young as him shouldn't have high blood pressure at that remark. His eyes drifted over to the girl next to him. He hoped she wouldn't wake up.

Unfortunately, the universe really did hate him. "Huh? What?" Fuck. She woke up.

"Oh! Cher Allison! You're awake!"

Allison blinked. "Oh. Hey. Good morning, Francis."

"Bonjour, mon cher! And I must add, you look adorable when you sleep." Unconsciously, Arthur scowled.

Allison blankly looked at the French. She shrugged.

"Um. Thanks.." Arthur scowled. 'She shouldn't thank him for being a perverted frog.'

Francis winked. "Your welcome, mon cheri!"

"Oh, hey. You're gonna teach me how ta cook right?" Arthur gaped at the American.

Arthur managed to speak. "W-what?" Francis smirked. 'The plan is working!'

"Oui! Do not worry cher Allison! I will teach you how to cook. But cher Arthur refuses to leave the house for a little while…"

"Aww! Artie! You havta do what he tells you!"

"And why should I do that?"

"It's a surprise." She beamed. Arthur tried not to blush. Or give in.

"No."

"Whhhyyy? Artiiieee." Oh no. Not the face. Allison pouted and her big blue eyes grew more doe like.

Arthur looked away. "F-fine" 'Only because her whining is annoying' he thought to himself.

Francis then gave him a piece of paper before he left. He opened it outside the house. It read:

"Bonjour mon cher!

If you are reading this, that means you can't enter the house until you finish this game! Honhonhon~ ;) Try all you want. I locked the door. And I know if you finished or not. I'll tell you where to go first. Consider yourself lucky. I would of let you figure it out yourself, but that would be too cruel. Go to the bakery (yeah, you know the one.) and buy yourself food. You must be hungry, non? You need a lot of energy. Then go to the bathroom and go to the sink on the far left. Get your next clue.

~avoir du plaisir, mon cheri!"

Present

And here he was. Standing in front of his (he refused to admit) favorite bakery, that just happened to be in France. He took a deep breath and walked in. He ordered a simple croissant. He finished it rather quickly and walked to the bathroom. Surprisingly, the next part of the "game" was there. He picked up the piece of paper and read it.

Bonjour mon cher!
Surprised? I bet you are, oui? ;D Well, now you will go to the market and get these things:

-flour

-chicken

-red wine

-chocolate

-celery

-carrot

-potato

- a bouquet of white lilies

Enclosed is the amount of money you will need. When you have finished, go to the rose bushes near the boutique.

Adieu! ~ :D

Arthur twitched. This was going to be a long day.


At Francis's House

"So, do you think this will freak Artie out?" Allison inquired.

Francis laughed. Perfect. She thinks this is one big practical joke. "Oui, mon cher! Think about it! Cher Arthur will walk in after a long day of running around and doing foolish things and see French food on the table! Not to mention the fact that you wanted to prepare it."

"So what does the dress have to do with anything?"

Francis laughed..again. "Mon cheri, think. Cher Arthur will be put into shock at the sight.. Hopefully, for the rest of the week. That is our ultimate plan! Very clever, non?" Allison nodded. Thank God, cher Allison is as dense as Feli. Francis thought to himself.

"Now, I will teach you how to make soup."


Now back to Arthur!

Arthur sighed. He had to look for all this shit? All for Francis's little game. The Briton walked to the marketplace where he and Francis had been to many times before when they were younger.

He had no trouble getting the items on the list. Now, all he needed to do was look for the rose bush. He had spotted the boutique not long after he had finished. Maybe this wasn't so hard. Arthur walked over to the rose bush. The white paper wasn't hard to spot, as it contrasted with the color of the red roses.

Bonjour mon cher!

If you are reading this, you have been to the market! C'est bon! XD Now, enclosed is an address. Go to this address and give what you bought to the person who answers and say "Francis bought it." Said person will give you the next clue.

Adieu!

Arthur wanted to punch that frog. This was probably another way to get him to do his chores. Despite his suspicions, Arthur opened the envelope on the floor and walked to his next destination.


He rang the doorbell and hurried footsteps can be heard. A teenage girl, around his age, opened the door. The girl had short blonde hair, and appeared to be wearing boys' clothing.

"Bonjour! Puis-je vous aider?"

Arthur thrust the food and the flowers in her face. "Um. Francis bought it."

The girl paled, then took the bags and flowers. "Thanks. Grandma needed these. Tell Francis that she says thank you. And can you slap his face for me? Really hard? And tell him to stop giving me flowers. My name is Jeanne, by the way."

Arthur smiled. "My name is Arthur. Francis told me to give the food to you. And I promise to slap that pervert as hard as I can."

Jeanne smiled, "Merci!" and closed the door.

Arthur remembered something. "Wait!"

The door opened again. "Oui?"

"Francis said that I was going to get a clue to something.."

Jeanne looked confused for a second. Her face then brightened, as she remembered something. "Oh! Francis said told me to say that you are to go to the cleaners and pick up a suit and try it on. He also says that if it fits, you are to wear it for the rest of the 'game'. He also says the next clue is going to be in the right pocket of the pants."

Arthur twitched. "Oh. Thank you." Jeanne nodded and closed the door. Yeah. Francis was going to have hell to pay.

Arthur walked into the building and tried on the suit. It was a simple black one, with a red tie. He opened the next clue.

Bonjour, mon cher!

I see you have delivered the food to Jeanne, non? Nice girl. Oui? Yes, I did just use you to get work done. But, you got to believe me, she hits really hard. Well, the game is almost over! Go to the crepe stand we went to yesterday and get yourself a crepe. See? I'm being considerate. Rosbif. Then go get some caramel chocolates from the shop to the right of the stand. Money is in the envelope. Then go to the second table from the left facing the wall. The last clue is there.

~Adieu!

Arthur wanted to really kick that bastard. He went to the shop next to the stand. Weird. Allison really liked caramel and chocolate. It didn't take long to get the last clue. Thank God he thought. His relief immediately vanished as he read the paper.

Bonjour, mon cher!

Wow! The last clue! The game was fun, non? Well, the last thing you will have to do is to buy red roses. In the flower shop. All the way across town. I'll know if you didn't do it. Honhonhohonhon~ xP Then go home.

~Adieu!

Arthur's eye twitched. All the way across town? That's it. When he gets to Francis's house, he is beating his cousin with his shoe.


"Okay? That's it, right Francis?" Allison had set the table.. For two.

"Oui! Cher Allison, cher Arthur is going to be in shock for a week!"

"I hope so…. This is the first time I have done a joke like this before. It's kinda romantic."

Francis smirked. My plan! It's working! "Of course, mon cher! Cher Arthur will not know what hit him!"


Arthur knocked on the door. That frog better answer the door.. now. His little game made Arthur want to just go to sleep after he had beaten Francis.

The door opened to reveal Francis, wearing a chef's uniform.

"Bonjour, cher Arthur! Did you have fun in our little game?"

Arthur scowled. "LIKE HELL I DID! I HAD TO WALK ALL AROUND TOWN DOING YOUR STUPID DIRTY WORK!"

Francis just laughed. "It's not dirty work, mon ami. They're called errands. And I had a lot of fun teaching cher Allison how to cook. We even made you some food."

Arthur's scowl deepened. "I don't want your stupid frog food."

Francis didn't seem to listen to his protests, as he had pushed Arthur to the table. Allison was already sitting in a chair, wearing a form fitting black dress that reached up to her knees. It had spaghetti straps and a rose on the right strap. She looks really pretty. What? Did he just think of her as pretty? Well, she is. There is no harm in thinking she's pretty right?

"Hey, Artie! How's it goin'?"

"What the hell?"

"You like it? Francis chose it!"

Arthur was put in a state of shock and confusion. He just stood there. Speechless.

"Hello? Artie? Helloooooo…"

"Cher Arthur?" Francis poked Arthur's nose. That alone caused Arthur to snap back to reality.

"WHAT THE HELL? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?"

Allison blinked. "Huh? Oh. Yeah. Francis said I should dress up. He said that you would react like that!" She smiled.

Arthur flushed. "Idiot."

Francis pushed Arthur onto a chair and left the room. He thrust the chocolate and roses in her face.

"Oh..uhh..thanks Artie."

Arthur looked at the food. The seemingly innocent looking food. Maybe he was just paranoid.

"Ally, did you make this?"

"Yup!"

"So, Francis touched nothing right?"

"Nope!"

Arthur shrugged. Well, as long as that frog didn't touch it. He took his plate and started eating. Allison watched Arthur carefully, to which he seemed to notice.

"What?"

"Is it good?"

"Yeah." Surprisingly.

"Yay!" Allison flashed him a million-watt smile. The kind of smile that could capture the heart of any man. Arthur immediately blushed. He was no exception.

Allison raised her wine glass to the middle of the table. Arthur just stared at it blankly.

"What? Isn't this what people do when they have fancy dinner and stuff?" Arthur tried not to laugh. She looked really awkward just holding the wine glass alone. He lifted his own glass to meet hers.

"Yes. I guess so." They both drank from their glasses. Wait. This isn't wine.

"Allison."

"Yeah?"

"Is this…. Grape juice?"

"Yup!"

"Why?"

"'Cuz. Francis said he doesn't want you drunk while you're at his house. Although he did say you were pretty entertaining." Arthur flushed.

"That damn frog.." Allison laughed. "What's so funny?"

"Haha! Crazy! I never thought my first date would be with you, Artie!" And with that statement, Arthur knew, he was somewhat attracted to his best friend. Okay, maybe he did like her. Or maybe….never mind. Don't get ahead of yourself. Of course you can't be in love with her.

Allison was also saying some other things, but Arthur couldn't hear anymore. He was too lost in his own thoughts.


Francis sighed. Finally, he went through with his plan and it actually somewhat worked! L'amour. Such a beautiful thing. He had got Arthur to realize his feelings..ish. But Allison was still as oblivious as ever. But, even if they hadn't got together like he wanted to, at least they were a step closer to finding l'amour.


BACK AT HOME (cont.)

Maddie was getting impatient. Gilbert had refused to take his medicine.

"Come on, Gil! You need to take the medicine!" She pushed the spoon closer to the albino's mouth.

"Gah! Get that thing away from me! Totally unawesome!"

"Just open your mouth!"

"Nein!"

"Please?"

"Never!"

"Why not?"

"That stuff tastes really bad! Worse than Arthur's cooking!"

"It's not that bad. Come on. Just open your mouth."

"NO!" Gilbert moved his mouth away from the spoon.

"Please? I'll make you pancakes!"

"Not even pancakes will help this time! The awesome me doesn't back down!"

"Fine! God!" Maddie took the medicine in her mouth. He was right. It did taste horrible. She pressed her lips to Gilberts mouth.

"There! HAHAHA!" Maddie exclaimed triumphantly.

"Yeck. That medicine was really bad." Gilbert used his sleeve to wipe the medicine dripping from his mouth. What she had just done had dawned on Maddie. The Canadian turned bright red.

"Oh, God! I'm sorry!"

"Huh?"

"I'm really really sorry!"

"What? You don't need to apologize."

"Huh?"

"Took you long enough, anyway." Maddie's blush darkened. "Crazy, though. I had to get sick for you to do that!"

"Wha-? Y-you really mean that?"

"Yeah. The awesome me doesn't lie!"

"If I get sick, it's all your fault." Gilbert just smirked.

Maddie got up and made pancakes.


A/N: Phew! I'm done! Finally! Haha! Did you really think that they would realize their feelings that easily? I bet you did! Sorry. I'm just evil like that. And for the PruCan, yes! Finally! All in all, it was fun to write. Although some parts seem rushed, no? I used google translate for the French. I'm sorry if it is not accurate. Ah, well. READ AND REVIEW POR FAVOR!

Translation:

avoir du plaisir- Have fun

Puis-je vous aider- May I help you?

C'est bon- that's great