Sorry, I am stuck on the next chapter! I'm making a social worker, but I have no clue what to make this person like. I need suggestions, so give me your best(or your worst)! In the meantime, have an awesome filler!
Francis was cleaning up after breakfast one morning went the front door suddenly crashed open. Arthur stepped out of the living room to see who had barged into his house.
"Hey eyebrows! Is Franny home?" Francis poked his head out the door.
"Hello Gilbert," he said.
"Hey Fran! Me and Toni heard you were going to have a kid or something!" the albino man said. He stalked past Arthur and grabbed Francis's shoulder. Francis smiled and shook his head.
"Arthur and I are adopting."
"So you are having a kid!"
"Two, hopefully," Francis replied with a smile. Gilbert's eyes widened.
"Two?"
"Yes, twins. One of them speaks French!"
"That's awesome for you, Fran!"
"Bloody inconsiderate kraut," Arthur muttered.
"Ah, sorry. I tried to stop him," Antonio said, coming in after Gilbert. He shut the door behind himself.
"Hmph." Arthur went back to the living room and his book. Antonio followed the other two into the kitchen.
"So you are getting twins?" Antonio asked.
"Oui. Boys. They are both blond with blue eyes. I can't wait to bring them home!"
"I'm so happy for you, mi amigo!" the Spaniard said. "It will be such a joy in your life! Maybe once they are adopted, we could have a play date?"
"Oui! I think the boys would like that. I was also thinking that maybe you two could babysit for us sometimes?" Francis asked.
"Babysitters? The awesome me will not be changing diapers," Gilbert said.
"Gilbert, they are four. Neither one wears diapers."
"Good!" the albino said. "Guess I could bring Ludwig."
"Where is he anyways? I thought you'd have him with you on your day off," Francis asked.
"He's at school with Feli. They're in the same class this year."
"Si! And Lovi is with them too!" Antonio added.
"What grade are they in?" Francis asked.
"Second. They are all seven this year," Antonio said. Francis nodded.
"They are a few years older than my boys, then." He suddenly turned and grabbed his friends. "I'm so excited! I can't wait for them to get here! You have to come over t meet them when they do," he insisted.
"Sure, fine, Franny, we'll come meet your kids," Gilbert said.
"Ah, mi amigo, when is the interview?" Antonio asked.
"Interview?" Gilbert questioned.
"Si. To adopt a child, first the parent or parents must be interviewed in their home, to see that the parents and house are acceptable," Antonio explained.
"Ah, oui. It is a few days. I'm very nervous for it," Francis said.
"I'll say," Arthur said from the doorway. "He's been cleaning nearly nonstop this past week. He's hardly done anything else."
"Like you, you mean?" Gilbert asked. Arthur spluttered and turned red, making Gilbert laugh. Francis slipped between his friends and walked over to his husband, hugging him.
"I'm sorry, Arthur! I've been neglecting you!"
"Get off me, you frog!" Arthur pushed him away and straightened his clothes.
"But Arthur…I'm trying to apologize! I haven't been treating you the way you deserve! Tonight we should—" Arthur clapped a hand over Francis's mouth. Gilbert smirked at the Englishman, whose face was red.
"What's the matter, Artie? Don't want him to finish?" Gilbert asked. Arthur glared at him.
"It's none of your business." He pulled Francis out into the hallway, out of sight of the others.
"Arthur, I—"
"Shh!" The couple whispered to each other for a minute, and Gilbert looked over at Antonio, who was staring intently at his cell phone. Gilbert peeked at the screen and saw a picture of the little Italian twins Antonio babysat. Feli was grabbing onto Lovino's arm. The older twin was scowling as usual. Both men looked up when Francis came back. He had a wide grin on his face.
"So tell us about the kids, Fran."