I'M SOOOOOOO SORRY FOR THE MAJOR LATE UPDATE! -
Disclaimer- The minute I own Hetalia and Nyotalia is the exact same minute I receive my sure fire ticket to hell XD
WARNING- If there is something, I can't really find it. But I'm seriously tired right now, so... YOU CAN'T SAY I NEVER WARNED YOU!
Antonio stared outside the car window, humming as happily as ever. He (luckily) was oblivious to all of the awkward tension in the black vehicle. Maddie was another lucky soul. She had fell asleep about thirty minutes into the ride. But the other three men were not so lucky. They were stuck in the large thick pool of awkward. Vash, being very quiet, didn't even try to start conversation. He knew it wouldn't help the situation. Alistair, with his eyes on the barely moving road, he didn't look at the review mirror much. He might make eye contact with his brother. While Arthur stared at the floor or the car's roof, making sure that he had no chance of meeting his brother's gaze. It was the situation for the next hour, until they (finally) got off the highway and onto a less crowded street. Twenty more minutes later they turned left onto a back road. The fast transition from the pavement to the dirt, caused the car to jump up, making the passengers almost pop out of their seats. Thank the Lord for seat belts... That earlier discussed transition made Maddie wake up instantly. "Holy maple syrup on pancakes!" She announced, shocked, confused, and seriously freaked out at how she woke up.
"Sorry there, lass." Alistair said as the car ride smoothed out. "I keep forgetting to slow down when I get to that part.." He mumbled to himself. But no one heard him, they were too busy looking out the windows at the beautiful sight before them. There was a flower canopy above the car. It had sunflowers to tulips to roses, almost every flower on earth.
"Wow.." Maddie said breathlessly. 'Who does Franny work for again?' But that question quickly escaped her mind when the car exited the canopy and into the bright sunshine of day. When they all adjusted to the brightness, they were met with a huge white mansion. Their jaws dropped, but not Alistair's, he was WAY to used to looking at the place, he was just driving like this was a normal everyday thing to see.
"Bloody hell..." Arthur said, astonished, then turned to Alistair. "Who the hell do you work for?"
The red head only grinned. "You'll see, Iggy." Arthur resisted the urge to smack the back of his big brother's head. He needed to be a gentlemen, even if the idiot really needed it... No Arthur, happy thoughts... When they were directly in front of the place, Alistair told them to get out of the car and knock on the door. Literally. He said, "Alright, I'm going to park the car, and get your stuff in the house. You guys, get out and knock or ring the doorbell or something." So, to not make him angry, they got out of the car and walked to the front door.
When they were on the large porch, they noticed a small vase that had multiple flags from many different countries. Vash looked at it confused. Most of the flags were from Europe, but a few were from Asia. 'What's this for?' He wondered.
While the Swiss was trying to figure out what the flags were for, Tony had found the doorbell, and rung it. A few minutes later, a women with long light brown hair, a pink flower adorning it, and green eyes opened the door. She wore a green maid's outfit, and had a small frying pan in the pocket of her apron. "Uh.. may I help you?" She asked, a pretty Hungarian accent escaping her lips.
"U-Uh, yes." Maddie cleared her throat. "I'm Madeline Williams," she gestured to her companions, "and these are my friends, Antonio, Vash, and Arthur. I'm sure Francine said we were coming..." She trailed off, shyly looking at the welcoming mat.
A smile appeared on the woman's face. "Oh!" She opened the door wider, "Come in, come in!" She said happily, pulling the four in fairly quickly, then shutting the door after them. "Follow me!" She said then started to walk down the hall, the four quickly following after her.
"U-Uh.. n-not to be rude or anything..." Maddie stuttered nervously. "B-But you never said your name..." She trailed off.
"Elizabeta," she said with a smile, "but you can call me Eliza. I'm Ms. Wu's housemaid." She said while she lead the four to the living room.
"H-Housemaid?" The four muttered in unison.
"Its kinda an unheard of job, I know. But it exists." She said before opening a thick wooden door. "And here we are!" She said happily before gently pushing the four spies into the room.
The room was very large, enough to fit about 9 football teams, comfortably. Its walls were a eggshell white, its floor was dark oak, and its rug was a very nice shade of red that accented the floor and the wall nicely. It held a extremely large puffy couch that could fit a large kindergarten class, a glass coffee table, a large flat screen TV mounted on the wall, a world map hung about 3 feet from the TV, beautiful paintings and vases were also sewn around the room. Basically, this living room read: awesome, fashion forward, rich, and artistic-ish. And it showed to be an amazing combination. "W-Where..?" Maddie turned around to find her starring at thin air. "And you left..." She sighed then sat on the couch. Arthur looked at the paintings, very impressed at their quality. Vash was looking all around the room and started listing, in his head, how much it all cost (which kinda gave him a small heart attack at just the paint, and the rug). And Tony was pretty much jumping around the room looking at everything excitedly. They were so interested in the room, they didn't really notice Francine, Eliza, and Elsa walk in. The brown eyed woman chose (was forced) to wear a red lovely professional looking dress that complimented her lightly tanned skin, and which she took the liberty to silently sulk in. Her black hair was skillfully arranged into a french braid and she had a little make-up to help tie the look together.
"Madeline?" Francine asked, scaring everyone in the room, as she approached the petite Canadian. The Frenchwoman closely examined the blonde before pulling her into a hug. "Mon amie! Bon de vous voir!" She screamed happily.
Madeline giggled, and hugged the taller woman back. "Good to see you too.."
When the two finished their friendship hug, Franny couldn't help but notice her three male companions. "Mon Dieu, Maddie," she turned to her friend a slightly perverted grin on her face, "I didn't know your companions would be so-"
"I swear, you finish that sentence, and you're going in the corner, Missy!" Elsa hissed at the Frenchwoman, who shrunk back at the woman's sharp tone. Would you be happy in a dress you didn't want to wear? I don't think so.
"Corner?" Tony asked, confused.
"Missy?" Arthur asked, even more confused then the Spaniard.
Eliza smiled nervously at the four companions while she tried to break the two up. "Ms. Wu, Francine. Please, not here!" She said as stern and politely as she could. The two, remembering their manners, quickly composed themselves. Franny took a good look at the other three spies, Arthur had very thick eyebrows reminding her of a certain red head. But she didn't say anything. Toni seemed really oblivious, and Vash... Well... He's just Vash.
Francine spoke first. "We might as well introduce ourselves, you four can do your intros later, with the children present. I'm Francine Bonnefoy. The head chef of the manor." She said with a smile.
Eliza grinned. "I've already introduced myself."
"Hello all four of you." Elsa said in a business like tone. Making her seem professional, collected, and mature. "I'm Elsa Wu, the woman who owns this estate. I'm a writer."
Arthur had racked his brain for a few seconds before he looked at her with a shocked expression. "Th-The Elsa Wu? The one with the very famous mystery novels, and that one romance novel that makes some people question their sexuality?"
She nodded. "Yes. I'm that one." The Englishman's eyes were as wide as dinner plates, as he inwardly fanboyed. Tony was waving his hand in front of his face to try and snap him out of it, which didn't really help at all.
"How about I bring in the children?" Francine asked with an awkward smile, still trying to get over the fact that she wasn't very ladylike for her first impression. The black haired woman gave her a curt nod and the blonde didn't hesitate to walk out of the room.
When Elsa was sure that she was nowhere in hearing distance, a big smile appeared onto her face. "Yay! I'm freeeeee~!" She said happily, shocking her guests. "Alright, y'all, let's sit down!" She said childishly, grabbing Arthur's and Maddie's hands, and then skipping to the couch. When they sat, she gestured for the other three to sit, which they obliged.
"Does she have bad mood swings or something?" Vash whispered to Eliza.
"No.. at least... the doctors don't say so.." The writer in question, swung her legs back and forth, as if she was nine-years-old and not the adult she is. A pretty big contrast from the regal woman that seemed to enjoy rule following, grace, and politeness. This version actually can brighten up the room, and seemed easier to talk to.
Maddie looked at the floor nervously. "So.. uh.. Ms. Wu-"
"Elsa." Elsa corrected with a warm smile. "Ms. Wu makes me sound old." She said then playfully stuck her tongue out in fake disgust, like a teenager would.
"Uh.. M-Elsa, sorry to ask... but how old are you exactly? You seem like you're around our ages..."
"Oh! I'm... uh..." She paused to count on her fingers, which made Eliza sweatdrop, and the others very confused. "Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two..." She mumbled, then looked at Maddie again. "I'm 23!" She said with a happy smile. The four companions exchanged shocked glances. Seriously? She's that old?!
They didn't even have a chance to recover before Francine came into the room with a large group of 18 children. "Ok, line up. Shoulder to shoulder, please." The Frenchwoman told the children before they did just that. It went from the tallest child to the shortest, and probably oldest to youngest.
Elsa stood up, the mature aura back and running strong. "Alright you four." She said with plenty of authority to make all attention draw to her. "Meet my children. The 18 that you will be nannies for from now on."
DAMMIT! I'M SO SORRY, I CAN'T EVEN COUNT THEM!
I had a bit of writer's block for the story, so that's why its this late...
And yeah... cliffhanger... MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!