The Danger of Food

Alice POV

Alice couldn't understand how so many humans had broken families; it was so painful for everyone involved. Alice could remember what it was like in 1763 when little Matthew had been taken from Francis and her King, George III, had tried to forbid him from visiting at first. However, the refusal didn't even last a month in the end.

"Matthew, you need to eat. It truly is good; isn't it, Amelia?" Alice tried again, placing another plate in front of the young boy and shooting her preteen sister/daughter/colony a look which was completely ignored.

"It is pretty good, but Mattie I gotta make you hot cakes. They are the best, little bro!" The exuberant older child chirped, happy to keep eating the scones smothered in jam. She paused before taking her brother's plate and trying to add even more jam to his scones.

"Amelia no, and Matthew please, you didn't eat dinner last night either. If you don't want scones what do you want to eat? I can surly find a recipe." Alice tried again after the child pushed away the scones, even after Amelia succeeded in adding extra jam, and stayed quite.

~Ten days later~

Francis POV

Francis had received a letter from Alice asking for him to hurry to her manor because Mathieu wasn't eating anything she made. Strange, he always had a healthy appetite; maybe she was just overreacting. Amelia, after all, ate anything set in front of her at an alarming rate. Maybe Alice wasn't used to children with normal appetites. As he opened the gate and was instantly tripped by the two bright eyed colonies.

"Papa, the kitchen is on fire." Was the soft comment from Mathieu instead of the cheerful greeting he had expected.

"Alice is baking something sweet!" Amelia happily commented, making him feel like this was a common occurrence.

"Mes Poulettes, I will find out what is happening. Why don't you go play in the garden." Francis said, giving them both hugs before shooing them towards the garden and away from the house, where he could now see smoke coming out of one of the windows.

Quickly entering the house, he followed the familiar sound of Alice's cursing and found the kitchen. Mathieu had thankfully been exaggerating, although the boy probably couldn't tell the difference. The kitchen wasn't on fire, only the stove. Alice was already working on putting out the fire, and between the two the fire was quickly subdued.

Francis surveyed the room, his eyes stopping at a pile of something on the counter. Oh God, it was alive and moving! He reached for his sword, ready to dispose of the creature that must have snuck in during the chaos, when he heard sniffing. Turning slightly, he was shocked to see Alice leaning heavily on the counter; crying and covered in flour. Had the creature eaten the food she was making?

"Ma poule? What is going on?" He asked taking a step closer to her. The animal had stopped moving, maybe it had died.

"Crêpe's," Alice mumbled into her hand. "I thought maybe if I made something French Matthew would eat it. I had heard of Crêpe's and I didn't think they could be that difficult. Look at them!" Here she paused and pointed accusingly at the 'animal' that he could now tell wasn't alive. Maybe it was wind blowing in from the open window making it move? "It looks nothing like the recipe said it would! I don't understand what I did wrong, Francis, I followed the recipe step by step!" Alice finished, and he was horrified to see tears start to well up in her eyes again.

"We can start over again, Ma poule. I see you have gotten some fruit. Why don't you cut that up and beat the whipping cream and I will make the actual Crêpe's." Francis said, guiding her safely away from the stove and to the small kitchen table next to her ice box where he could see strawberries and peaches set aside.

"We will never speak of this again, Francis." Alice sniffed, allowing herself to be lead to the table. "If you ever bring it up I will crush you, and actively invade France."

"I know, mon lapin, you will appear on my shores with a vengeance that no one can comprehend and send my generals running in fear." He said finishing her much used threat calmly as he found a wooden box to put the failed 'crêpe's' into. As he picked up the plate that they were sitting on, he froze, they were moving again and he could hear growling. They WERE alive! He quickly placed the lid on the box and shoved it aside. He would have to deal with that later, away from Alice since she was in this mood.

~Later that night~

Darkness had fallen and two figures could be seen walking out the gate; the taller grown figure carrying a wooden box.

"Now Mathieu, your maman and soeur are both strong women, so normally they can handle these things by themselves and don't like us interfering. However, it is our duty to guard them from monsters or unknown dangers, without them knowing." With that said he set the box down and unsheathing his sword, quickly making sure Mathieu was back and had his small dagger out in case it got past him.

Swiftly, he tipped back the lid and then lunged inside stabbing the strange Crêpe monster. He jumped when it made a strange noise, stabbing it several more times until it stopped squirming. Then, stepping back, he double checked to make sure nothing flammable was around as he lit the box on fire.

"Mathieu, I know your maman's cooking is strange, but it is best if you do not worry her as much. It is dangerous when she tries to cook French foods." Francis said with all seriousness as he watched the box and creature burn.

"Oui Papa, but how did it come alive?" Mathieu asked as he looked in awe between his father and the small fire that was burning.

"I don't know, and as long as she doesn't know she has the power to make Crêpe monsters to use against me when we fight, I will be happy." Was the only answer he got.

AN: Oh man I don't know why that was so much fun but it was.

I kind of got the idea from this Pin but I couldn't find out who did it originally so here is the pin so you can at least look at that.

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French translations some of them are repeats of obvious but I figured I better add them still.

Mes Poulettes= little chickens

ma poule = my hen

maman = mom

soeur =sister

oui =yes