Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia . . . . Is it safe to assume that everyone reading this knows that I don't own Hetalia? Oui? Okay, last time posting this at the beginning of the chapter.
Chapter Rating: T . . .maybe K+?
A/N: I am now using the little keyboard that pops out on the comp, kinda irritating . . .Not kinda, really really irritating.
Translations: More or less.
(French)Comment es mon petit Mathieu fait? - How is my little Mathieu doing?
(French) Ça va - good
(Spanish) ¿Por qué eres tonto? - Why are you (so) stupid? (This is what Alfred is trying to say.)
(French) Bien sûr – Of course
Chapter 8
"Why do you think they invited us out for lunch so suddenly?" asked a quiet blond as he held his bear underneath his chin.
The person whom the question was directed to, did not answer. "Alfred!" shouted the blond when he noticed that he didn't even have the other's attention. "Alfred, do you hear me?" asked the smaller blond in vain, since he didn't get an answer from the American. . . . Again.
"Maybe, you should be more loud." commented the blond's bear.
"I am loud." shot back the blond towards the bear. "He just never pays attention to me Kumahana."
"Who are you?" asked the bear licked its paw, looking up to the person carrying him.
"I'm Canada." sighed Canada answering his pet's question. While sighing, Canada crashed into something.
"Ow." whined Canada as he he used free hand to rub his nose. As the pain resided, Canada looked towards to what he crashed into just a few moments before.
It was Alfred, whom decided it was a perfect time to order a coke and a hot dog (albeit, there were no hamburgers) at a food vender right in front of the restaurant, they were invited to.
"Alfred! You do realize we're here already!" asked a panic Canada.
"Yes, I do." answered Alfred as he handed the money to the owner of the vender and received his meal.
"Then why are you ordering from a food vender?"
"It's a French restaurant." Alfred answered as he took a bite from his hot dog. "You know with snails and frogs and all that nasty stuff. " Alfred said with mouth full, while taking a gulp from his Coke. "And, you know that takes away a Hero's power!"
"What am I going to do with you?" Canada said quietly to himself, then he dawned on something. "Hey, if you can hear me now, why didn't you answer my question earlier?" asked the angry Canadian.
"What question, Mathew?" Alfred asked innocently before he took a final bite from his hot dog.
Mathew was about to give Alfred a piece of his mind, but before he could Alfred was disconnecting his ear buds from his iPhone, putting them away in his pocket. "So, do you have any idea why they invited us here?" asked Alfred.
"N-" Mathew was cut himself off, when he was suddenly attacked from behind.
"Comment est mon petit Mathieu fait?~" sang a cheery French nation as he let go of Mathew from the death grip, called a hug.
"Ça va." Mathieu barely answered as he tried to regain his breath from the death grip.
The French man smiled towards Mathew and then towards the American, who just finished gulping down his Coke.
"And, you Alfred?" teased the French nation, knowing full well Alfred doesn't know French.
"Sorry, I don't speak Spanish well." Alfred said with a wide grin.
"Wait, you know Spanish, but not French?" exclaimed a devastated French nation.
"Duh, my neighbor Mexico speaks Spanish and Mathew only speaks English. Why do I need to know French?" asked an annoyed Alfred as he rolled his eyes.
"Quick tell me something in Spanish!" commanded a panic Frenchman, hoping that Alfred was not serious about knowing Spanish and not French.
"Um, this is what Mexico tells me every time she sees me." Alfred took a deep breath, "Um . .'pour qu arrows dome to?'"
"Do you have an idea what it means?" asked France as he tried to hold in a laugh.
"Sure do, I am Hero after all! She's asking 'how can I have such hot looks'." answered Alfred as he combed his hair back with his hand.
Within a few milliseconds of the hair slicked back move, France was laughing his laughs out.
"Let us all agree Alfred is an idiot for thinking he knows Spanish, can we just-," commented a certain irriated, British nation, whom was standing behind Mathew during the translating event but he was cut off by a mad Hero.
"I do to know Spanish!" shot back Alfred.
"Sure you do, Alfred." said the Brit, not wanting to hear anything from the loud American, "We can all settle this inside the restaurant, preferably before they give our table to someone else."
The British nation got a silent nod from each person in the group.
~*~*~*~*~*~*After the Salad
"Oh, I almost forgot." exclaimed the Canadian of group, after the waiter left with their main course orders.
"What did you almost forget, mon petit Mathieu?" asked French man, as he stared at the Canadian intently.
"Earlier Alfred and I, were wondering why did you guys invite us so suddenly to lunch."
"Oh . . ." France mumbled, not expecting to get down to business so soon. "Arthur, do you want to start, or shall moi?"
"You." replied Arthur quickly, while sipping his tea nervously.
"Bien sûr," France said to himself before he started by asking a question. "I'm sure you both know about the bonbons spéciaux incident by now?"
"Oui." Mathieu said with a slight blush appearing over his face, which France assoicated it with the hot tea in his hands.
"No shit." Alfred replied.
"What special candy?" asked Canada's bear, who was sipping hot chocolate on Canada's lap.
"You don't need to worry about it, Kumajija." Mathew said with a smile.
"Who are you?" asked Mathew's bear as he looked up towards Mathew, whom in turn just sighed.
"Francis, just get on with it!" Alfred shouted, getting impatient.
"Well, mon amour and moi are expecting again!" Francis said with a big grin.
"Oh, that's nice." Mathew and Alfred sighed in unison. After some moments of thoughtful silence from both Mathew and Alfred, an disappointed look from Francis and an indifferent look from Arthur; Mathew and Alfred both came into realization at the same time.
"AGAIN!" shouted Alfred and mumbled Mathew.
"Oui." Francis said with a nod.
"You mean Iggy has been pregnant before? When? Where's the baby?" Alfred asked while shuddering.
"Oui, Iggy and moi have expected before. I believe it was back in 1500s maybe 1600s, I swear I just can't remember." Francis said with chuckle, which earned a glare from Arthur, who kept his mouth shut. "And, the babies are sitting right at this table."
"How is that possible?" asked Kumajirou, knowing the question both on Alfred and Mathew's mind.
"I believe I already gave you guys that talk already." Francis said with a grin, "But if you're asking about how is it possible for a male to conceived, then you two obviously know nothing about being a nation." Francis said with a chuckle, "About once maybe twice every century, every nation will . . .what's the word Arthur?" Francis asked Arthur.
"Ovulate is my best bet." Arthur answered while putting some more sugar in his tea.
"Oui, that's the word, well a nation will ovulate, and ends up it was Arthur's time of the century!~" Francis sang.
"Not so loud you git!" Arthur shouted as he tried to shove a napkin in Francis' mouth.
"Pourquoi? I think it's wonderful news without that time of century, most people in this restaurant will most likely not be here; we are in Amérique." Francis explained his reasoning as he took the napkin away from Arthur's hands.
"I know that!" Arthur hissed as he kicked Francis from underneath the table.
"Ouch! You hurt me so!" Francis whined as he fake cried. "Now you must kiss my knee better." Francis demanded as he gave Arthur a teary look.
"Shut up."
"Why didn't you two tell us before now?" asked Mathew as he watched both older nations fight.
"Aw well . . . .you see . . ." Francis started to say but was lost at words.
"You both should know, that Francis and I, were on the worst of terms back then. Do not ask why." Arthur answered as a matter of fact.
There was another moment of thoughtful silence.
"Well . . .Since we barely found out about this and all, I'm coming clean with this," Alfred said as he took in a deep breath. "The Hero and Mattie here, well we kinda did it." Alfred said quickly, but not quickly enough for the two older nations to miss what he had said.
"You did what?!" shouted the older nations, both wanting to know the full story.
"Nope, since you two won't tell us the full story, I won't tell you our full story." laughed Alfred as he looked nervously around, spotting the waiter with their lunch.
"Bon appetit monsieurs, I hope the meals are to your likings." interrupted the waiter as he and another waiter brought in their lunch.
"Oh, look food!" Alfred chuckled nervously as his meal was laid before him.
(?) - Is Kumajirou male or female? I'm assuming male cause I'm pretty sure there no strip about that, unless I'm not a true Hetalia fan. Also, I'm assuming Mexico is a female, cause well . . .long story short, my mom is part Mexican so I'm basing the OC on her, and yes my mom tells me off a lot in every language she knows. Which includes Spanish, English, Filipino, Italian and Mandarin Chinese.
An Angel Flying with broken wings – So true.
Ultimatebishoujo21 – Not to be rude, but is that your catch phrase?
Death siblings – Yes Romano is pregnant with both Spain and Germany's; but since Spain is kinda of an airhead, he totally forgot he did it with Romano too.
Deskdraik -Todavía no he decidido cómo Arthur dio a luz . . . Estoy pensando que tal vez se cortó abierto el camino natural. (I don't know how to phrase the last part in Spanish sorry!) Sólo maneras dolorosas hasta el momento. Pero, ¿quién dijo que el parto fue fácil. (I'm forgetting my Spanish, I can count on being sent back to Spain or Mexico soon. . . .)
echo-rawr – Mathew did get noticed! Both Alfred and Mathew did go WTF, I bet you did too! Hey at least Hetalia fans know that Canada isn't part of the USA (I have friends in Europe and they think Canada is part of the USA, well if they know Canada exists.)
xXIceXxShatteredxX – I made you wait! Sorry about that, been so busy . . .Just check the rant at the bottom if you like to hear more.
Flames04 – I hardly read Japan fics too, maybe cause most don't get updated frequently I believe.
Takuya – That makes one of us . . .*sigh*
Yoghurt – I feel as though I'm disrespecting your username. :( Oh and don't eat it, I heard it gives you a tummy ache.
Savannahhamminga – Longer chapters? I'm afraid I'll go overboard if I try to do anything longer than 3,000 words including translations and rants.
I was actually going to delete this story! I have never finished a fanfic that's more than one chapter before, I always end up deleting it . . . I try my best to fight that urge! Okay onto rants, well summer break has started and I've been exercising and doing community service on weekends at like 4 AM, I'm pooped out. And I have about 4 more weeks left with my pig! I have her trained and she follows me everywhere, I'm going to miss her. T~T Oh I went on a retreat last week and sorry I offend anyone but how can people stand girly girls who must do their make up and make everyone late which leads to, we didn't get anything done cause they were always late! Okay end of rant. R&R