Bot: Jeeebus~ it s been a while since I ve posted for this story xDD School caught up to meeeeee -shakes fist- Any-who, enjoy!!


Heart to hearts and Movies Make a Nice Afternoon

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'The floors surprisingly soft,' Maddie thought, her mind coming back from her panic-induced haze. Something's weight pressed her stomach, 'Kuma.' She thought with a smile. Opening her eyes slightly, she realized that she wasn t on the floor, but on her bed, the white comforter over her body.

Kumajiro looked at her from his spot, "Awake." He mumbled, and cuddled into her. Canada smiled, rubbing that spot behind his ear that mad the bear purr, almost like a cat.

"How did I--," she groaned, the afternoons evens rushing back to her. "I was just hoping it was a horrid dream, eh," She whined. Her movie was still paused, her ice-cream taken back to the kitchen. She looked at Leonardo Decaprio's white face, inches blow the sea.

"Wish I could just sink into the floor now too, eh," She mumbled. Sighing again, Maddie nudged Kumajiro over and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Her bare feet touched the cold hardwood and she shivered. Walking over to the closet, she picked out her normal daily clothes and changed. Looking at the gauze dejectedly, she sighed.

What was the point now?

Walking over to the bed, Maddie hefted her bear up. He licked her cheek, "Be okay," He mumbled, pushing her glasses up with his nose. She smiled, "Let s hope, eh. Maddie laughed silently, walking down the stairs."

The stairs seemed to always be against her, however, and she stumbled slightly, thumping down the last few. Surprisingly, she was able to hold onto her bear, but her glasses slid off across the floor. Maddie groaned, frustrated, "The world just hates me today, eh."

She blinked, her glasses held under her nose, "But people don't, mon petie." Putting them on, she looked up to see France, hand outstretched. Smiling lightly, she took it, lifting herself up. He placed his hand on the small of her back and led her into the living room, making sure to have a hold of her wrist.

'Damn,' She thought, 'He knows me too well...' "Yes, Maddie, I knew you were going to run." The French man chuckled, setting her down on the loveseat. Her face flushed, "Y-you know me too well." Arthur looked up at her from his spot on the armchair, "Apparently not well enough." "Seriously." America nodded, looking her over slightly, cheeks a light pink.

The girl sighed, situating herself next to Francis, ""What would you like to know, eh?"

They all gaped at her, "W-what would we like to know?" Alfred asked, dumbfounded.

She nodded.

"How about why on earth you didn t tell us that you were bloody lass in the first place!" Arthur shouted, face red.

Maddie winced a bit, "W-well there was that reaction that I was kind of hoping to avoid, eh." Francis sighed, "But why didn t you let us know from the beginning?" "Seriously, we wouldn't have treated you any different." Alfred said.

"No, see that's where I know you re wrong." Maddie firmly stated. Looking to England, she scoffed, "You wouldn t have let me play in the dirt, or wrestle with Alfred," Maddie then turned to Alfred, "You would have been more of an overprotective brother than you normally are, And you," She gave a look to Francis, "Would have never let me wear pants again."

The room was quiet for a moment, the three eldest head down. Then Alfred started to shake. It started as a chuckle, and then erupted to full blown laughter. Apparently the other's found it funny as well, and began to laugh.

Maddie was confused, "W-what s so funny, eh?"

It took a moment for the room to calm down, America sighed, "You know what? You re right. I ve never heard you be so right before." He grinned, "I wouldn t have let Russia within one foot of you, let alone on the ice." His eyes widened, as did the other two's. "Mon Deiu!" France gasped, staring at her, "So that time he checked you into a wall a-and your skull cracked... t-the blood all over the glass..."

Maddie nodded, touching her hair at the memory, the raised skin of a scar on her fingertips, "Yup, he checked a girl and spilt her skull open. I'm almost positive that knocked some screws loose, eh." She looked up to their horrified faces, "E-eh?"

Arthur felt as though he would be physically ill, "You re so t-tiny! And you re playing the one of the roughest sports with that Russian BEAST?!" Francis shook his head rapidly, also looking as though he was a bout to heave, "Non, we can t have this." Maddie groaned, "See? This is what I m talking about, eh! Now that you know, you want to control what I can and can t do!" "B-but Maddie! Jesus H. Christ, look!" Alfred strode over and picked her up with ease, holding her in a bridal style, "You re so light and small!" "P-put me down, eh!"

Placing her down lightly, she huffed, "Thank you. I guess there are a few things that I ll let you change, eh." "Liiiike, clothing?" Francis grinned. She gave him a wary look, "I guess but I don t have much money for the expensive things that you re used to, eh. Also, my closet is devoid of any frills." France looked almost crushed for a moment, the a smile broke across his face, "Alright then, tomorrow is a shopping day! I'll buy you the wardrobe a female your age could only dream of!"

Both Alfred and Arthur groaned at that. Tomorrow would be an interesting day.

And so the afternoon continued like that. Them going over certain aspects of Maddie's life that they could negotiate. Although there were a few that she just would not budge on. Like hockey. She absolutely refused to stop playing against Russia. She also denied their rule of letting China and other males spend the night at her house. "It s my house! I know you care, eh, but you can t tell me who and who can t come over!"

After most of it was smoothed down, the sun had already dipped below the horizon. Deciding to stay the night, the men were designated some sleeping clothes and rooms to stay in. Alfred dug around her DVD collection and picked out a Horror film. Popping it into the DVD player, the group snuggled onto the couch and watched. Maddie hid in the shoulder of Francis at one point, earning him a glare from Arthur and Alfred.

All Francis did was smile smugly.

No one really knew when it happened, but soon, they all were asleep, curled up into a warm little mass of bodies, content.

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Bot: -dies- Wow, that chapter was a lot harder than I thought it would be to write xD Ah well.
Sorry if the last bit seems a bit rushed.
Next Chapter: Shopping Extravaganza!