Hetalia- the parent trap

by Clary Adele Morgenstern

Alfred lives with his mother, but he wants to know about his father. Matthew lives with his father and every day when his fathers not there he looks at the picture of his mother, be he has never asked about anything. They both meet at a summer camp and discover the truth. They have decided they have lived apart for to long and try to get their family back Together FrUk

2. Chapter 2

Hetalia-The parent trap

Chapter 2

10:30 am Paris, France

Matthew

Matthew was checking all his bags to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything.

Matthew: dad are we leaving yet we need to be at the airport in half an hour

Matthew said in his sweet small voice that filled the big Victorian house

Francis: une minute I'm coming down now

The heavily French accented voice came from upstairs, and not much later the owner of that voice came running down the stairs with his long blond hair tied in a blue ribbon that matched his crystal eyes wearing a white dress shirt and black jeans he had some stubble on his chin but that's what he always did he always said "it helps him get the ladys" and with that remark his son would always laugh.

Get in the car you don't want to be late for your flight. You know that people like you get only one opportunity to do this kind of thing I'm so proud of you

He reached over and hugged his son

Matthew: dad could you please stop

Francis let go of his son

Francis: of course get in the car you don't

want to be late. Bye Adelaide I will be back after I bring Matthew to the airport.

Francis called out to their maid

Adelaide: okay bye

Matthew took his bags and walked through the library to get to the garage, but something caught his eye. It was a picture on the desk of his mother. Well his so called mother, he picked up the picture of Arthur Kirkland and put it in his bag before his father could come in. He made it to the car and put on his belt. Soon came Francis

Francis: you are ready

Matthew: oui papa allons-y

Francis: I'm going to miss you

Matthew: it's only three weeks

Francis: I knew you would be smart enough to go to summer camp in America

He ruffled his sons hair which was a little shorter than his own and had a long curl in front of his face. The garage door opened and they backed out of the driveway. Matthew never really wanted to talk about his mother he thought it would be to painful for his father, even if he was so cheery and full of life all the time. So whenever his father wasn't around Matthew sunk in to the library and looked long and hard at the picture.

Your very quiet today, I know your not so talkative but I thought you'd be more. How do you say, exited.

His father voice pulled him out of thought

Matthew: I was just thinking

Francis: what were you thinking about

Matthew: about how fun camp is going to be

He put a big fake smile on his face , and buy that time they were already in the parking lot of the airport