Arthur lifted the small girl up so that she could see what was in the case. She and the boys had been on their best behavior over the weekend while Francis and he were away, and they had been promised a trip to the candy store when they got back as a treat. Although Francis was now tied up with work Arthur had brought the kids. The boys were already running around and picking things out, but Peace was still too small and didn't know what to do. He lifted her up so that she could see the different chocolates in the large case, and he explained what each one was to her. He could remember when Alfred and Matthew had come here for the first time, they didn't know what everything was either, and only got one thing each.

"Who's this cutie," the teenage girl behind the counter asked.

Peace looked up at the girl hesitantly before extending her arm to show her the peace-sign-birthmark that she had.

The girl laughed with a smile and traced the mark gently, "How old are you sweetie?"

The blank look from Peace caused the direction to turn to Arthur, who wasn't 100% sure how old the girl was himself, "We found her out on the street. She doesn't talk and she's been alone for a long time, so we don't know."

"Aww," the teen responded with a smile. "Well then, how about a chocolate strawberry for the little princess? On the house, of course."

Peace watched with confusion as the women moved to get something out of the large counter and then reached over the counter with something red and brown wrapped in a strange paper. Arthur urged her to take it, which she did in the end, and then take a bit of it. The teen and the father watched as the small girl's face lit up with a smiled after her first small bite. The Strawberry it's self was huge and couldn't really fit into Peace's mouth in one bite. Arthur got a few more for her and a lollipop before paying for that and the candy the boys picked out and taking them outside. The four sat at a small table that was set up outside while the three kids ate one piece of candy each. Peace still was working on the Strawberry while she sat in Arthur's lap, while Alfred are a chocolate bar and Matthew ate a few caramels that he had picked out.

As they sat there and waited a familiar figure walked down the street. He decided to walk up to what he thought was the trio and say hello, hopping that he wouldn't have to really go back to running errands. As he approached Matthew and Alfred waved and said hello, while Arthur was polite and offered him the last chair at the table. That's when Ivan saw the small blond girl in the pink dress that was sitting in Arthur's lap. She was almost done eating a strawberry and had chocolate all around her mouth. She was cute.

"Who's this," he asked patting the small girl on the head awkwardly. He didn't really spend time around little kids, and didn't know how to act around them.

The little girl looked up at him with big eyes while Alfred and Matthew explained what had happened, and then how they got their treats. They also told him all about how Peace had gotten sick, and how she got in trouble for going outside, and how when Daddy and Papa were away they had a tea party with her. While they explained the small girl lifted up the half eaten strawberry to Arthur's face, trying to give him a taste. He declined and told the small girl that he didn't want anything sweet at the moment. The girl went back to slowly devouring the fruity and sweet treat before looking back up at Ivan and extending the offer to him.

Ivan smiled politely, "No small one, it's not mine."

The little girl continued to just stare at the man and extend the offer, not fully understanding what the man had said, until Ivan finally caved in and took a very small bite of the strawberry to please the young girl. Ivan and Arthur ended up talking for a little bit longer before it was time to part ways and go back to what they were doing. As Ivan stood up Peace looked up at him again, this time standing on the ground and seeing how tall the man really was, before she managed to reach up to his scarf. Somehow she managed to get herself to swing back and forth, inches off the ground, hanging onto the Russian's precious scarf while he laughed and smiled down at her.