A/N: I forgot to mention this I think but whoever is the 200th reviewer will get to dictate an arc/drabble for the story or one of my others or maybe just a one-shot.

I look forward to seeing whoever gets it.

If the 200th is a guest, I'll give it to the next signed in person.

Guest reviews will still count towards the 200.

But please, be signed in if you're the 200th.

Disclaimer/Warning: Check Chapter 1. And some poor French, I apologize if I conjugate horribly. I am not that experienced. Apologies.

The Adventures of Skull and Ri

9.4: Italy, France, and Money, Oh My! Part Four

The second Ri-chan stepped through the glass doors of airport and into the air he was knocked back by a squealing blond bombshell. The group gaped, though Skull smiled and merely kept Ri stable. The blond was only a few years older than the Japanese teens, with long curling silvery-blond hair, a body that a model would die for, glowing blue-gray eyes, and perfect pale skin that looked softer than silk. Her outfit was very classy, a mid-thigh length dress of soft bronze with a thing blue leather belt to emphasize her tiny waist and a scarf that matched with light gold embroidery around her neck. She towered over Ri in turquoise and bronze heels that would give ballerinas nosebleeds and any sex offender serious pains.

She was magically pretty.

"Oh 'Arry! It 'as been too long!" The woman squealed into his ear as the crossdresser giggled and patted her back. She finally straightened and stepped back.

"Gabrielle, it is good to see you as well," Ri-chan replied, "Fleur est bon?"

"Oui, ma soeur est bon!"

"Les enfants et Bill?" Harry asked next.

"Bon, mais mes petites sont tres coquin." She answered with an eye roll.

"Tous les enfants sont petits diables." Ri replied with a laugh.

"True," Gabrielle said stepping back and eyeing his outfit curiously. "'Ou look good, zes 're designer?"

"Oui, Gabby," Ri laughed, "Though the corset is custom."

"Bon," she said curtly, "Now, ve get 'ou all in ze cars and to the 'ouse, I still cannot believe 'ou 'ave left me alone in it, it is much too large for me, 'Arry."

"It is magnificent, though," Ri replied with a sigh, "And must you call me Harry, you know I prefer Ri."

The blond rolled her eyes.

"Very vell," she groaned, "Ri it is. Now, ze chef 'as fixed us dejeuner, ve vill not let it go cold by dilly dallying, oui?"

"Oui, allons-nous." Ri replied. "I always love Fifi's food, she's an excellent chef."

"Oui, zere is nutting elle enjoys more." Gabrielle said. "She looks forward to seeing you. Tu es en visite ma souer, oui?"

"Oui, j'ai une robe de mariee a la conception," Ri replied, the blond tackled him again squealing excitedly.

Skull felt a familiar shiver crawl down his back and wondered if he should make himself scarce for this portion of the trip. The glares he was getting from the rest of the womenfolk suggested that any attempt would end very badly if he tried.

Damn.

A/N:

Translations:

"Fleur est bon?" "Fleur is good?"

"Oui, ma soeur est bon!" "Yes, my sister is good."

"Les enfants et Bill?" "The children and Bill?

"Bon, mais mes petites sont tres coquin." "Good, but the little ones are very naughty."

"Tous les enfants sont petits diables." "All children are little devils."

"Oui, allons-nous." "Yes, we go."

"Tu es en visite ma souer, oui?" "You are visiting my sister, yes?"

"Oui, j'ai une robe de mariee a la conception," "Yes, I have a wedding dress to design."

R&R

Sorry for the late update, btw!