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Chapter 3: I'm Back~!

"Papa! You're back!" Maddie exclaimed in what could only be an overjoyed voice as she hugged the man.

"Oh, excuse me! I didn't know that you had a guest!" Papa said as he switched to heavily accented English.

"Da, don't mind me- Maddie was just helping me look at some different cook books," Ivan responded in a polite manner, fake smile set in place.

"Hmhm, I see. My name is Francis Bonnefoy; please call me Mr. Bonnefoy. Ah, Madeline, there's supposed to be a snow storm coming in the afternoon, so what do you think of closing up early today? I'll quick go to the grocery store and then we'll have ourselves a festive weekend! There are a few extra recipes I picked up while in Paris before visiting your grand-mère in the countryside. What do you say? I haven't been home in a few weeks anyways, so this is a good time for me to enjoy your pancakes and for you to experience the delicacies outside of Canada!" Francis exclaimed.

"Why does this man irritate me so much? I have no clue…but I don't like him already," Ivan thought.

"Eh-uh- h-hold on a moment papa! I guess I'll close early…I heard the news saying something similar and it was pretty cold this morning. Well, it'll be a good opportunity for me to tidy up in here also. Ok, then please go and get our food for the weekend, papa. Ah, don't forget food for Monday as well!" Maddie answered.

"But of course ma petite crêpe! As if I would forget to give you your required nutrients! I'm not that bad of a papa!" Francis exclaimed, slightly indignant.

"Papa…" Maddie couldn't help the sigh that escaped her.

"Alright, I'm going now Madeline!" Francis shouted into the book shop as he left to get the needed ingredients.

Ding-a-ling

"Sigh…I'm sorry about that Ivan! I didn't know that he was coming home today! If he was, I would've let you know…" Maddie hung her head in embarrassment at the little show her papa had put on coming home after weeks of being away.

"Hehe, it's okay~! It was interesting to see a man of his age acting so energetically. He is always like that, I take it?"

"Yeah…ah, but he doesn't mean any harm!" Maddie said in hopes of getting rid of some of the tension that had settled after her papa had come and gone like a storm.

"Da, he looks like a very caring person," Ivan said aloud while his inner self was saying, "What does mah peteet crayp even mean?! I can't help but feel like wiping that smirk off of his face…"

As some of his dark aura was spilling out around him, Maddie was gleefully unaware as she set to closing the shop and finishing her decorations. Satisfied with her work, she turned the shop's sign to show CLOSED to those outside. Taking some safety precautions as well, she pulled down the various gate-like fences that would further protect the inventory of the Bonnefoy Library & Shop.

Feeling dissatisfied with how their time was interrupted and Maddie seemingly forgot about the cook books that she'd recommend to him, Ivan wasn't sure whether he wanted to stick around a bit more or make the long and confusing trek home.

"Well, at least if I get lost in the storm, I have my usual wear," Ivan wistfully thought.

By 'usual wear', of course he means his tan long winter coat, his scarf, black boots, and even some gloves. While he had heard of how bad the winters (in certain parts) of Canada could get, he doubted that they were worse than where he had previously lived in Siberia.

"Well, I believe I should be off. I'll be back on Monday, Maddie," Ivan said as he was making his way to the door.

"Eh? Ah! Ivan, you shouldn't go out right now-!" Maddie started saying but was cut off as Ivan opened the door.

(Imagine extremely noisy wind sounds)

Closing the door quickly, Ivan was a little more than worried when he found that he couldn't exactly close his eyes.

"Maddie, it appears as though my eyes have been frozen," Ivan started saying as he started shaking like a leaf in the wind.

"Ivan, here! Put this over your eyes and don't move!" Maddie instructed as she handed her frozen customer a damp, hot rag.

Making her way over to the hastily closed door, she fixed the sign quickly before locking both locks on the door. Pulling the shades down over the windows of the little shop, she turned back around to her customer.

"I guess he's going to be a guest for now though…" Maddie shook her head as she thought so. "Well, papa probably thought so too. He's sturdy enough so I won't have to worry about him coming home safely. I can't wait to see what he'll cook up for lunch and supper today! Of course, I'll be making breakfast…Yep, sounds about right."

"U-um, Ivan…IVAN!" Maddie whisper-yelled.

"D-D-D-Da? What is it, M-Maddie?" Ivan asked through chattering teeth.

"If you would please remove your shoes, please follow me into the next room over."

"D-Da, sure thing…" Ivan was confused. Why does he need to remove his boots? He'll probably freeze without them!

But doing as he was told, he took off the rag after he was sure he could blink again, shrugged his boots off and then followed the small blonde into what he assumed was the living room of the house.

"Please sit down wherever you think you'll be most comfortable, Ivan."

Nodding his head, he sat down on a sturdy looking loveseat. Of course, it was more of an armchair to him than anything else, but it was indeed comfortable to sit in.

Smiling a little at how obedient the large man was being for her, Maddie ran into the kitchen to make some tea for the two of them and some coffee for her papa. After a few minutes, the teas and coffee were ready, so she covered the coffee, making sure to keep it at its' hottest. Putting the two teacups on a small tray with sugar, milk, and honey, she walked into the living room in her comfortable slippers, having gotten rid of her shoes before walking through the house.

"A-Ahem, Ivan, what would you like in your tea? Or would you like something else to drink? Ah, you can use that blanket right there!" Maddie said as she entered the room.

"Tea? For me? Ah, t-thank you very much, Maddie…" Ivan thanked as he accepted the small tea cup with his extra-large hands.

Setting the tray down on the little coffee table, Maddie unfolded one of her coziest blankets, went around the loveseat, and draped the blanket across her foreign guest's shoulders. Moving away, she walked back to the coffee table in order to retrieve her own tea cup. Adding honey to hers, she sat down in her favorite recliner and sipped at her tea.

"It is delicious, Maddie. Thank you very much, da," Ivan said as he sipped on his tea.

Feeling it warm him up from the inside out, Ivan let out a relaxed and satisfied sigh. Giggling a little, Maddie gave him a nod in acknowledgement. Sitting there as the storm raged on outside, the two of them felt at home- of course, for Maddie it was natural for her to feel that way; for Ivan, it was a…new…sensation for him. Even in his new home that was roughly twenty or so minutes away from this place, he had yet to feel completely 'at home' there.

As they finished their tea in a comfortable silence, the storm seemed to quiet for a second before continuing to rage on. Then a knock was heard from the kitchen. Immediately Maddie grabbed a scarf that had been lying on the head of her recliner before making a dash for the other side of the kitchen to open the door and let her poor papa in from the storm.

"GAAAAAHHHH! Il gèle là-bas! Be quick about it, Madeline! Finish bringing in the groceries- I'll put them away. Then I'll go ahead and start the fire before we freeze!" Francis instructed in a rush.

"PAPA! I'll get the groceries and you'll put them away. HOWEVER, I will be taking care of the fire- I don't want the house to be burned down in this storm!" Maddie shot back at her papa as she got her boots on. Then, bracing herself for the cold, she ran out into the storm in order to gather the rest of the groceries from her papa's car trunk.

"Hmph~…she could at least let me take care of SOME things other than cooking around this house…my sweet little crepe is bullying me, Kumajiro!" Francis complained to the polar bear who had been dosing in the kitchen since Ivan had come into the shop earlier.

Taking his snowy coat and scarf off, he walked into the living room, about to slip from his boots to his slippers when he almost fell over in shock.

"M-M-M-MADELINE BROUGHT HOME A G-G-G-G-GUY?! Il ne peut pas être vrai!


Well, isn't this a nice change? Two chapters in one day! :D Though I had started on the second chapter yesterday, this third chapter was started today. :3 Here's a little translation for the different French terms throughout this chapter~!

Translations:

grand-mère= grandmother

ma petite crêpe = my little crepe

Il gèle là-bas! = It's freezing out there!

Il ne peut pas être vrai! = It can't be true!

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