~Hello everyone! I'm still sick…erg. But I'm getting better and I will no longer be sick today because I have to go to my friend's house for the Super Bowl! I actually hate football but I'm only going to see my friends which I haven't seen since Wednesday because I've been sick since Thursday. Here's Chapter Five~
Chapter Five
Francis Bonnefoy was in his home sitting down next to his husband Arthur.
"Arthur…"
"Hmm?" Arthur asked as he took a sip of tea.
"…I saw your cousin Marisol today." Francis replied. Arthur put the cup of tea down onto it's plate and put it on the coffee table.
"Oh really, did you speak to her?" Arthur asked Francis. Arthur's husband nodded. "What did she say?"
"She called me a frog, and said not nice things to me. She can't stand us. We really hurt her. Marisol told me not to tell Matthew about our conversation though…does my uniform make me look fat Arthur?" Francis said.
"No Francis it doesn't make you look fat. Please tell me you didn't act like yourself when you saw her…"
"How else was I supposed to act?" he asked Arthur.
"Not like yourself! I'm calling my cousin right now" Arthur said standing up.
"Non, mon petit lapin! Don't do it! She will be very mad! Especially at me! And don't you agree that Matthew should see his maman again?"
"I do think that Matthew should see Marisol, but Francis I don't want to upset her anymore. Obviously she's still broken from what you told me. She really doesn't want anything to do with us, and there's another reason why I need to call her…" Arthur said.
"And what's that?"
"I need to make sure you didn't touch her vital regions."
"Oh hon hon hon! Is Arthur jealous? Oh just because you cousin doesn't have caterpillars as eyebrows it doesn't mean I'd rape her. Besides the caterpillars turn me on." Francis spoke wrapping his arms around Arthur. Somehow during all of the talking Francis got up…
"I'm not jealous frog! Now get off of me! Alfred's upstairs anyway…still don't know why he insists on living here…anyway I still have work to do Francis." Arthur told him freeing himself from his husband's grip. WHAT? HOW'D HE GET AWAY! THIS IS NOT GOOD! Francis thought.
"And then he yelled at me Mathieu! The worst part is, is that he got out of my grip! I think Arthur doesn't find me sexy anymore! Maybe he thinks that we're too old for it! This is horrible!" Francis shouted as he banged his fists down on his son's kitchen table.
"Are you sure you don't want tea papa?" Matthew asked thinking that the reason why his father came here is unusual.
"TEA! That was Arthur's favorite drink!" Francis yelled.
"You make it sound like he died…" Matthew mumbled as he poured himself a cup. Matthew sat down across from his father, "Arthur's got his reasons Papa. You know, it is disturbing to be intimate when Alfred's there anyway. What if he came downstairs and saw…you know what I mean."
"He's done it before. Every now and then we hear a high pitched scream and a door slam. We used a DO NOT DISTURB sign a few times but it stopped working. It's like he doesn't have anything better to do." Francis said. Matthew now had to get the mental image of Alfred walking in on their fathers…that was disgusting…
"Papa I'm home!" Unity shouted as she came through the door and into the kitchen. Oh no… my creepy grandfather's here she thought.
"Ah Unity! You love me right? Come sit on my lap, don't be shy I'm only you're grand-père. Now sit down before I make you!" Francis shouted. Unity was disturbed.
"Papa! Stop harassing your granddaughter" Matthew said. Francis twirled his hair.
"I can't help if she's so dreamy…" Francis sighed.
"Grandpa Francis…look I can see you're obviously sexually frustrated with Arthur but you don't have to be this much of a pedophile today." Unity told him leaving the kitchen.
"How did she know?" Francis asked Matthew.
"You're overreacting Papa. Ivan and I don't have these problems, and I don't think it's healthy to be addicted to…sex." Matthew told his father.
"It…it isn't? Mathieu! Why didn't you tell me?" Francis spoke.
"It's common sense Papa. Look, go back home. Arthur's probably upset that he hurt your feelings. Take him out to dinner or something…seriously get home before Arthur decides to make dinner." Matthew said. Francis' eyes widened when his son mentioned Arthur's cooking. Francis stood up, grabbed his things, said good-bye and left. There was no way Arthur was going to cook.
Ivan tapped his fingers against the coffee table. He was bored. Where was his Matvey? He knew that Matvey was speaking to his perverted father Francis, and that Unity was in her room. Jamie was still in school. Should I just watch television? No it's pointless…there's no good figure skating he thought.
Yes no matter how terrifying Ivan looked he loved Russian figure skating. That was something that only his close family and Matthew knew about him. Ivan saw Francis put on his shoes.
"Au revoir Ivan. I have to make sure that Arthur doesn't make his disgusting British food" Francis said. When Francis mentioned Arthur's cooking Ivan scrunched his nose. Matthew came out of the kitchen.
"Good-bye." Ivan and Matthew said in unison. Francis left their home and Matthew fell back onto the couch, but ended up on Ivan's lap. Ivan's arms coiled around Matthew's waist and he could feel Ivan's breath on the back of his neck.
"You're comfy" Matthew said sleepily.
"Matvey is tired да?" Ivan questioned. Matthew mumbled a yes as he started resting his head on Ivan's neck. "Why is Matvey tired?" Matthew's husband questioned again.
"It was a long day…I'm too tired to make dinner. Can we just order out?" Matthew responded. Ivan nodded and held his Matvey's hand.
"Я люблю тебя Матвей." Ivan said.
"Je t'aime Ivan… can I nap now?" Matthew asked.
Ivan giggled, "Да, but I do have a question for you?"
"Oui chou chou?" Matthew asked.
"How would you feel if we took a vacation... like a second honeymoon? Just for a weekend да" Ivan suggested.
"That seems nice…but what about the kids?"
"We get a family member to watch them. I could ask Katyusha да"
"Alright, now can I nap?"
"Да." Ivan said.
Matthew and Ivan planned on going to the Caribbean for their second honeymoon. Unfortunately down to their last resort Alfred would be watching the kids, but Katyusha said she will come over there to help.
"So the big boob commie and I are watching the kids?" Alfred asked once again as Matthew was finishing packing his bags.
Matthew sighed. "You and Katyusha are going to watch the kids and the house while we're gone. It's not that hard Al, and when we come back, nothing is to be broken. Here me?" Matthew said.
"Yes Mom…" Alfred sighed. He helped Matthew close the suitcase and went to the car. Alfred, the kids, and the couple shared their good-byes and the two lovebirds left for the airport. Alfred walked back into the house with Unity and Jamie. Jamie looked at his uncle Alfred.
"Play with me." Jamie demanded.
"What?" Alfred asked.
"Play with me." The little boy repeated again.
"Didn't you hear him Uncle Alfred? He wants you to play with him. You know little boy stuff? Just stay away from my room!" Unity said going to her bedroom.
"YEAH GO HAVE FUN SKYPING YOUR BOYFRIEND!" Alfred shouted at his niece. Oh no…he just encouraged her to get a boyfriend! Shit…Matthew's going to kill me! Or even worse…the commie! He thought. His thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. Alfred went to the door and answered it, expecting Katyusha. Oh nay nay! It was NOT her…but someone worse.
"Well are you going to stand there or be polite and let me in? Oh wait you're a stupid American." Natalia spoke.
"Natalia, what are you doing here?" Alfred asked rubbing the back of his neck.
"Katyusha was busy with work, and I'm filling in for her. So can I come in?" the girl asked. Oh no, without Katyusha his weekend would be pitiful! He knew he should of a brought a porn magazine… not that Alfred owned one…heh heh…
"I'm sorry. Come in" Alfred told her letting her in. His dreams were crushed!
"Look. I know you were expecting my DOUBLE D sister, but she does work right? Business is booming right now, plus Toris finally got tickets for a play they had been hoping to see for two months. Now who would want to make her life harder, by trying to joggle work, babysit kids, and still have some time with her boyfriend?"
"She's a DOUBLE D? That's AMAZING! Wait…did you say she was dating Toris? Oh no! My dreams are crushed once again…wait I thought he was like…close to you guys?" Once again Alfred's stupidity was released.
"He is a family friend, but I'm not in charge of who my sister dates now am I? Oh and don't mention to Ivan about the Toris part. Katya's going to tell him later…just not now. We don't need her boyfriend getting strangled after their first few days. Besides it's not like I have anything to do better, well other than go to the studio, and teach a couple classes, but I have a lot of time. It's better for me to be here, since you'd be all over Katyusha, she'd start freaking out, and you will either burn the house down or forget to feed the kids." Natalia told him as she grabbed her duffel bag and went to find something.
"Oh are you giving me your bra?" Alfred asked her, but before he could blink a pocket knife was in her hand pointing at him.
"Don't talk to me like you're Francis. I'm just getting some chocolate Katya gave me…" Natalia replied. This was going to be a LONG weekend Alfred thought.
"Uncle Alfred! Can we play NOW?" Jamie shouted. A very long one…
That was Chapter Five! Who's ready for me to embarrass Alfred and almost get killed a couple times by Natalia? About Katyusha and Toris, that couples okay, and I do like PolandxLiet, but UkrainexLiet is going to happen in order for the story to work!
Poland: Like does he still get to cross dress with me?
Me: Maybe
Poland: Good enough
Alfred: WHY AM I ABUSED IN YOUR STORIES!
Me: Don't like your character…plus it's a lot of fun! But not as fun as writing Francis' character, that's a lot of fun!
Natalia: I enjoy this…except for dealing with the idiot…how many knives do I get?
Me: As many as you want…
Natalia: I'll take more than 50!
Me: Whatever… have fun dying Alfred! Oh and have fun reading this (and other stories) and reviewing! (BTW: When Francis is talking to Matthew he mentioned NOTHING about Marisol! Just reminding you ^^)
Translations:
Non- No (French)
Mon petit lapin- My little rabbit (French)
Papa- Dad (French)
grand-père- grandfather (French)
Au revoir-Good-bye (French)
Я люблю тебя- I love you (Russian)
Матвей- Matvey (Russian)
Je t'aime- I love you (French)
Oui- Yes (French)
Chou Chou- Cabbage Cabbage (French) (A nickname that French people use for their loved ones, how in America we use honey, love, dear, etc.)
да- Yes (Russian)