AN: Hello, hello^^

So this is the 19th century last chapter. So here is something new, for the new century! 8D Someone (English teacher (he didn't read me. Fortunately. What a strange idea O_O)) said that the dates written with the "th" and "," everywhere were totally old fashioned and that everyone was making fun of the ones who still write them like that. So I am sorry to tell you that from now on you'll stop making fun of me. For the dates. Yes you can keep on laughing for everything else xD

Oh my! O_O I reached 3000 hits! WAAH, PUTAIN, GENIAL, MERCI, I LOVE YOU! ;D (Haha you must know who I quoted! ;) Us French people are so proud of him! Who would think that one day such a thing would happen? And I also heard about stuff like French bashing, and I feel sad for that. That is jealousy. And narrow-mindedness. (Can I say… racism?) Anyway they deserved the Oscars. They have them and that's all. That is just justice. Shut up morons that hate people because they're not like them, shut up if you're shitting about a country where I bet you've never been, shut up! For once, idiotic frogs have won, so shut up! And reconsider. You guys, please, if you know some of these sore pains please slap them for me (you can even show 'em your ass for me if you dare ^^ You would have Frenchies' extreme gratitude until the next big-bang lol) :) )

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaahhh why do I need to be so talkative? Hééé, Pouceline, stop making your one frogwoman's show! Let Seychelles be on the stage now! ;p

Manhattan, New York, United States of America, July 31 1899

I feel so excited to write in such exciting location! Here in Manhattan, everything is moving and busy and so modern! There are plenty of huge buildings of stone and steel! There's also the tallest statue I've ever seen, and big boats surrounded by immigrants heading hurriedly to a large building on an island where it is decided whether they can stay here or not. And… the city, the city, the city, full of lights and sounds of people and horses in the streets, partying all the night long! It is just like if it never sleeps!

Alfred and I slept to the Waldorf Hotel, on the Fifth Avenue! Alfred was busy looking for petrol in California so he had left his permanent suite to Arthur. It was very kind of him! Even if Arthur keeps saying that he's vulgar sometimes, it touches him. And I like it when Arthur really smiles. I've always said he was working too much. Such holidays are good for him.

We went for a walk along the East River and saw this impressive bridge with towers and cables! According to what I've heard, it is the longest bridge of the world! On the other side, there's another town called Brooklyn.

There are lots of building works! Like this triangular block that is growing up where the Fifth Avenue and Broadway meet. I even heard rumors about building a subway! Just like in London!

When we had a walk in Central Park we met Mr. and Mrs. Edelstein.

Lady Elizabeta was sat on a bench listening to her husband playing violin.

The music was so beautiful and perfect, and full of magic, that a lot of people came closer to listen. Gentlemen were stamping in rhythm, ladies' eyes were shining bright of emotion, and the little children were dancing and laughing all together while grandfathers were on the benches closing their eyes and humming the melody. Some young and less young couples even danced.

The musician's soul was so much into his music than he even didn't notice the crowd gathering all around him.

He played the last note and literally jumped when he heard the thunder of applause. Then he adjusted his glasses and he bowed while thanking his audience.

"Dankeschön! Vielen dank! Thank you so much! It's a pleasure."

He sat back next to his wife and started putting back his violin into its case. When the crowd dispersed we came to say hello.

"You've made a really good choice, Elizabeta said, New York is a wonderful place. Roderich Edelstein nodded.

- You really play wonderful, Mister Edelstein! Your music is stunning! I told him.

- Thank you, Miss Victoria, he smiled, I am honored.

- Roderich has always been an excellent musician, he's born with music. Elizabeta explained. He could have played with his eyes closed! My husband is wonderful.

- Liesa… Roderich gave her an embarrassed look.

- I tell the truth, édesem… You really are a virtuoso. She maintained with a tender look at him.

- Oh! Victoria! Arthur! The Edelstein! Hallo! Bonjour! Emma Jannsens ran towards us so fast that she lost her hat. Her dress compressed her so much that she had difficulties to take back her breath. Arthur helped her keeping standing up until she could speak.

- Bedankt! The Belgian woman smiled widely. Waah it is good to see you, long time no see! Then Timon Jannsens appeared with his sister's hat in his hands.

- Zuster… You've dropped this. He calmly said as he was holding it out to her.

- Ah! Neem me niet kwalijk, broeder! She said giving him a wink while putting her hat back on her head.

- Graag gedaan."

It was good they were in New York as well. And Central Park was stunning and pleasant in the morning.

"Mister and Miss Jannsens, how do we have the pleasure to meet you in New York? Arthur asked.

- Actually, we've got a house here in New York! Emma replied joyfully.

- I bought it, long time ago. Her Dutch brother said.

- Gramercy Park North, number 3A! Why don't you all come for tea this afternoon? Emma proposed.

- Excellent idea! Elizabeta agreed. But why don't we go for shopping together, just us girls? Victoria, you've never done shopping in Manhattan, igen? This is an occasion for you! I turned my head towards Arthur.

- You should accept. He told me. You'll like it, I'm sure. And you'll have good company. He smiled, giving a wink to the two ladies.

- Really? Oh, thank you!

- You don't have to thank me. How is it possible to refuse anything from the young and gorgeous Elizabeta Edelstein? It would be a shame, don't you think?

- Oh, kérem! Stop it, Arthur, you're making me blush!" Elizabeta hid her cheeks with her gloved hands.

So we did shopping together between the extravagant mansions of the Fifth Avenue and among the effervescence of Broadway. We entered marvelous shops like Tiffany and Co and we tried the new collection of dresses and hats from the very last fashion of London and Paris at Lord & Taylor's!

And I tasted coke! This drink is very sweet, and it is refreshing when the weather is warm like that. Even if I felt a bit weird after I drank it.

Then we all ended the afternoon with our tea in Timon Jannsens' house, in the calm ambiance of Gramercy Park.

We were all chatting together when suddenly Timon Jannsens held out the New York Times to his sister.

"Look." He told her.

She took the newspaper and read the article:

"1900, oh la la! Ladies and gentlemen, there it will be! The event of the century that the world was longing for! The Great Exposition Universelle that will be held in Paris will open on April 14, next year! This is the rendez-vous that mustn't be missed! Be here in time! You have time until November 12… 1900!"

"I'm looking forward. Elizabeta said. Francis is the one in charge but most of us worked hard on it.

- Indeed! Emma exclaimed happily. We'll have fun there! I can't wait! Hey, Victoria, will you be in Paris as well in April?

- I would like it! I said. I've never been to Paris.

- Wha-wha-wha… You-you never have ever been to… Paris? The two ladies were looking at me with astonished expressions.

- We-well, no… I-I-I've been to London but never-

- Arthur? Oh please, Arthur, bring her to Paris! To the world's fair of 1900! Please! The two ladies begged Arthur who was quietly drinking his tea.

- Of course we will go. He slowly grinned after having taken a sip of tea. Who would miss that?

- A-Arthur! I felt so happy that I couldn't refrain from going hugging him tight.

- Hey, Victoria, be careful please! There's still a cup of tea in my hand and that is hot!"

So Paris, April 1900. With all the others. I feel even more excited! Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait! It sounds so wonderful! Elizabeta and Emma are such adorable ladies!

AN: I must tell you that I've never been to New York. So thank you Wikipedia, old pictures from Google, maps… and my imagination lol. Yeah, it is weird to imagine New York in 1900, with only 3 million people, with no cars, and no modern buildings, and no subway. What about towns in the West like San Francisco in 1900? :D Hardly anyone there? This is crazy, isn't it?

The Waldorf Hotel mentioned has been destroyed for the Empire State Building.

The building under construction that is mentioned is actually the Flatiron Building.

The numbers of the Nation's houses are totally fictional. If it does really exist (I don't know), it is pure coincidence. How did I choose the numbers? I didn't break my brain to find them. I just took the calling codes of the countries (UK is 44 so it's 4D, France is 33 so it's 3C, Belgium 32 so 3B, Netherlands 31 that's why 3A), yeah that's stupid actually lol.

I do not own Tiffany and Co, I do not own Lord & Taylor, and I do not own the New York Times! xD

Ahh... Me too I want to be in Paris for Spring 1900! And in New York 3