Hello everyone~ Me and Matthew are back! We went on a little vacation to the south of France~ Honhonhonhonhon~ and I mean my country of France.
Yes it w-was very fun, nice and p-peaceful.
Yes it was, and you also don't mind going to the other south of France~ honhonhonhonhon~ *tilts Matthew's head up and smirks*
*looks down and blushes* F-F-Francis t-they don't w-w-wanna know that!
Well we know a little about then, why not let them know a little about us.
W-well it's a little e-e-e-embarrassing and we're n-not the point o-of this! It's to help the other countries in their time of need when it comes to love!
I am sorry Matthew, you are right. *hair flip* Our job is to help others with their problems in the beautiful art of love. *dramatic pose* Matthew please read the letter while I collect myself again. *pulls Kleenex out of nowhere and dabs invisible tears*
Okay… *sweat drops and opens the letter* It's from little Latvia and it says,
Dear Mr. France(and Mr. Canada),
U-um well I h-heard about y-your advice c-column and I w-wanted some h-help.
Y-you see I h-have - er - I r-really like m-my best f-friend Sealand. H-however I d-don't know w-what I s-should d-do with these f-feelings. S-should I k-keep them in o-or should I t-tell him? B-but if I t-tell him w-would he b-be grossed out? W-would he n-not want t-to be m-my friend anymore? T-the thought m-makes me w-want to c-cry.
S-so you c-can see t-that I'm in a f-foreign d-development…
I h-have no idea w-what to d-do.
Any a-advice would b-be appreciated.
(Oh! A-and before I f-forget, Hello Mr. Canada, t-thank you f-for seeing m-me as a-an independent n-nation those f-few years a-ago, also d-do you h-have any e-experience with P-Peter since y-you are a l-little bit l-like family to him (Mr. England h-had raised y-you for s-some time a-after all s-so does t-that mean y-your brothers? Or a-are you a-an uncle t-to him? M-maybe a n-nephew? W-wow that s-sounds d-difficult…) A-also what is it l-like dating Mr. France? W-was it e-ever weird s-seeing as h-how he r-raised you?)
T-thank you f-for taking t-the time t-to read m-my letter,
Latvia.
Isn't that sweet, young Latvia has a crush on young Sealand. *swoons* Young love is so beautiful.
Yes it is. It's very sweet, cute, and innocent. It's also extremely adorable! *squeal*
Oh Matthew, if only you were around when I was young we could have had that. But I had to spend most of my childhood with that bitchy England! *grumbles and bites finger*
But you're older than him….. *sighs*
I know, but still I spent most of that time with him! *sighs* Matthew tell Latvia what you think first since you now Sealand better than me. I'll also try to calm myself down a bit. *goes to emo corner*
*pats his back* It's gonna be okay Francis…..
Dear Latvia, You are welcome...I too know what it feels like to be ignored...*sigh* and I see your predicament I think you should tell Sealand your feelings. And I am like a uncle to Sealand, he sees America as a Father. um...w-well I guess like America did with England I fell in love with France...b-because he r-raised me.
I love dating Francis he treats with me with such love. Please do not be scared because Sealand has often told me that he had a crush on you too so please do not be afraid to tell him.
*slings his arm around him* Your like an uncle to him? So does that make me an uncle too?
That didn't take long…..
But dear Latvia, I say you go ahead and tell him your feelings. If you don't tell him it will only lead to heartbreak. And from what Matthew says, little Sealand has a crush on you too.
Now if he didn't like or like boys in general, he shouldn't be 'grossed out' by you. If he really is your friend, he would accept you and still would want to be your friend.
But since you both have feelings for the other, only love would bloom for you two. Tell him, and a weight would be lifted off you.
It will sweet and cute, and if you're lucky, you might get your first kiss out of it~ hononhonhon~
Wow Francis, you're good at talking to kids.
Thank you Matthew, that means a lot.
Your welcome and you would be a great dad one day. *lays his head on him*
*strokes his hair* Only one can hope.