The next day found Arthur in the living room as he read his book, and a cup of tea on the table, as he waited for his companion to join him. He wore a nice, slick dark green dress shirt with not a wrinkle in sight. To go with the shirt, he had on black pants with a brown belt, along with shiny black leather shoes.

As he flipped a page in his book and took a sip of his drink, little feet padded into the room. Alfred appeared in the corridor as he looked over at Arthur. Arthur, even though he knew of the child's presence, continued reading. Alfred ran up to Arthur and asked, "When are you and papa going on your date?"

Arthur looked up at his son, as he fingered the pages ready to flip again. "As soon as he's done getting ready and Antonio arrives." He told Alfred.

Alfred nodded his head and stood in front of Arthur for a moment more, before climbing onto the couch beside his father.

Francis turned around, looking at himself in the mirror. His body was clothed in an array of blue and purple. A steam-pressed blue dress shirt encased his upper body, and he wore deep, dark purple pants, highlighted with a light red belt. He turned around to his son who was sitting on the bed. "Okay Matthieu, how do I look?"

Matthew looked up at his Papa as he held his white bear. He gave a smile as he responded, "Like a king!"

Francis walked over to the boy and picked him up. "That's my boy! Now you be good and try not to get Lovi mad, okay?" He said tapping his sons nose.

Matthew gave a small giggle then gave a quick, "Oui!"

Francis turned toward the doorway and began to walk out as he called, "Oh Arthur~! I'm ready~!" He ran down the step, skipping every other, and finally came to the ground floor. He walked into the living room and set Matthew down on an arm-chair. "Let's go!"

Arthur sat with Alfred on his lap, looking over the boy's shoulder to read his book. He flipped a page and, without looking up from the pages, he stated, "Antonio hasn't arrived yet."

Francis simply replied, "He'll be here in a few minutes. Let's just head out or we'll be late for our reservations!"

Arthur looked up at Francis, beginning with, "But..." his protest never got voiced, as he decided his companion was right. "Alright lad, off. Francis and I are heading out."

"Okay!" Alfred complied, jumping off his father's lap.

Arthur stood up after being set free of his sons weight. He then bookmarked his page and stretched. He turned to the Frenchman, looking up and down at his attire. "..Well, you look dashing..."

Francis smiled at his lover as he replied, "You look even better, mon amour~!"

Arthur felt his cheeks heat up a bit as his face became shaded in a light pink. He then turned his attention back to the boys, as he cleared his throat. "R-Right, well, we should go. Goodbye loves! Be good for Antonio!"

"A très bientôt, mes chéris~!" Francis called as he headed to the front door, keys in hand.

"Bye Papa! Bye Dad! Have fun!" Alfred bellowed after his parents.

Matthew followed with a simple, quiet, "Bye!"

Once the door at the front of the house closed, Matthew turned back to Alfred and posed, "What do we do until Uncle Toni comes?"

Alfred put a finger up to his chin in thought. What would be a good pass time? Finally he asked, "Wanna go play outside?"

Matthew hesitated. They weren't supposed to go outside when no one was home. "S-Sure...What are we gonna do outside?"

Alfred gave much more thought until he gasped and boasted, "We can play spaceman! The tree can be our rocket ship! Ooh! Or PIRATES!"

"I-I don't know..." Matthew stuttered. He squeezed his bear tightly to his chest as he continued. " Every time we climb the tree I always get stuck and Papa has to get me...a-and papa isn't here."

Alfred waved his hand dismissively. "C'mon, Mattie! You have the hero with you! I'll help if you get stuck!" He promised.

"O-Okay..." Matthew reluctantly agreed. Alfred swung the back door open and stepped aside for his brother to proceed. Matthew set his stuffed bear on the kitchen table. He didn't want it to get dirty. Once Matthew stepped out of the house, Alfred pushed the back door shut and ran for the tree.

The two boys got on either side of the tree and started to climb, Alfred moving quicker than Matthew. Once Alfred found an appropriate, firm branch, he sat on it and looked back to his brother. "C'mon Mattie! You're almost there!" He tried to encourage.

As Matthew reached the top, he started searching for a branch to sit on. He found said branch, and smiled. "I did-" His happiness did not last for long. He looked down and the smile melted off his face. He quickly clutched the tree. "EEP! W-We're up so high!"

Alfred looked at his brother. "That's a good thing! The higher up, the more command you have over your ship!" He said happily.

Matthew began to tremble as fear gripped his heart. "I-I don't like it up here..."

Alfred quickly became aware of the situation. Papa wasn't here to help Matthew down, and his brother was probably scared out of his wits. Alfred tried to think fast, doing his best to keep calm for his brothers sake. "...Uh..D-Didja wanna get down?"

Matthew gave a quick nod and Alfred's mind started to think of ways to get his brother down. He looked down below Matt for an escape route. "Okay...Uh...See the knot in the tree? Use that to get yourself down. Then just follow the other ones all the way down!" 'Simple enough', Alfred thought.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the case.

Matthew looked at his brother, giving an incredulous look. "B-But I-I'll fall!" He protested.

Alfred kept his voice steady, trying to guide his brother. "No you won't! Just grab the tree branches with your hands!" He demonstrated.

"B-But!" Matthew started, his body sending visible tremors as he held close to the branch.

"Mattie, just calm down! You're fine!" Alfred tried to sooth. 'I wish Papa and Dad were here..'

Meanwhile, in the front of the house stood two Italians and a Spaniard. The older Italian kept banging on the door. After the fifth hit he yelled, "Hello?!...Open up!"

Antonio watched Lovino, then remembered that Francis had hidden a spare key in the dirt of the potted plant. He stuck his hand into the plant and pulled out the dirt ridden key. "Here's the spare key!" He announced. "Let's go in!"

"Kay!" Came Feliciano's quick, peppy response.

Lovino gently pushed open the door, peering inside. Once the door opened enough, he slid inside calling, "Hello?"

After a moment of silence in anticipation of a reply, Feliciano said, "I think they're outside.."

They all looked around, and walked into the kitchen. As Antonio looked out the door, he smiled as he replied, "Yup! Climbing a tree!" He pointed to the boys gushing, "They're so cute!"

Lovino simply looked outside and watched the two. Studying the boys' faces, he furrowed his brow saying flatly, "Uh...Antonio? I don't think they're enjoying it..."

"Just step down! Step in the knot!" Alfred instructed to his brother, pointing just below the others foot.

Matthew shook his head yelling, "No!"

Alfred looked around the yard before stuttering out, "C-C'mon Mattie! P-Please?!"

Both boys looked toward the back door as they saw three figures walking their way. As they came closer and they could make out the faces, Antonio asked, "Boys, what are you doing?"

Matthew trembled in place as he called, "Uncle Toni! Help! I-I can't get down."

Lovino sighed, looking up at the Spaniard scowling. "I told you so."

Alfred looked down. "...Help him, please...?"

Antonio walked up to the tree, holding out his arms and said, "Come here Matthew!" Matthew looked down at their Uncle and jumped from the tree for Antonio to catch him. Once the trembling boy was secured in his arms, he tried to sooth the boy. "There, there, you're okay."

Alfred looked down at his brother, then down at the tree. He slowly made his way down using the knot holes provided. Once he made it down the tree, he shuffled over to where everyone was standing. With his head hanging down guiltily. "...S-Sorry, Mattie..." He said quietly.

Matthew gave a small sniffle as he rested his head on Antonio's shoulder. "It's okay."

Feliciano gave a wide, bright smile as he boasted, "Well, that's one problem solved!"

"One? What do you mean, "one"?" Lovino questioned, staring at the other Italian. The latter just shrugged responding, "I don't know." Lovino looked at the other for a long while before sighing. He turned to the Spaniard. "What now?"

Antonio thought for a moment giving a small 'hmm' before looking at the two blondes. "What would you boys like to do?"

The two boys waited for a moment in thought until Alfred spoke up hesitantly. "...We have games in the closet...Maybe one of those?"

Antonio looked down at Alfred and responded, "If that's what you-."

The quiet boy in his arms then cut him off suddenly. "I wanna go to the store.."

Alfred turned to his brother, looking up in question. "What are we missing?" He asked.

"Maple.."

Alfred just looked at his brothers violet orbs for a moment before looking to Antonio. "We need to go to the store."

He waited a second before boasting, "To the store we go again!"

~Hetalia Forever!~

"This is so BORING!" Lovino yelled, throwing his hands into the air. He stood behind the Spaniard who was currently looking at movies for them all to watch.

"Be nice~!" Antonio lightly scolded. "This is fun!"

Feliciano scanned the store shelves before his eyes settled and widened and small green boxes. He then began to run in the direction of said boxes yelling, "PASTA~~~!"

The elder Italian and the Spaniard began running and calling after Feli as Alfred called, "But..We need maple..." He looked to Matthew dejectedly as he said, "I don't think they're listening..." The other simply shrugged at the comment. After watching the others a while longer, he turned and began to walk off. Alfred called, "W-Wait up!" Then ran to catch up with his brother.

"WE DON'T NEED PASTA!" Lovino scolded Feli who currently had a box of pasta in his grasp.

Feliciano looked down while putting the box back with an "Aw".

Antonio scanned the shelves before looking back down to where he thought the children were. When he didn't see them he stuttered out, "W-Where are the children?!"

Lovino stared at Antonio. "...What are you talking about?"

Antonio then began to mildly spaze out. "Alfred and Matthew are gone!" He yelled frantically.

"HOW THE CRAPOLA DO YOU MANAGE THAT?!" Lovi yelled. He then composed himself and let out a sigh "I'll go look for them. I'll meet you in the syrup isle." He then walked off.

Alfred walked behind his brother as he kept glancing over his shoulder. He knew they shouldn't have strayed from the others, considering what happened last time they did so. But he wasn't about to leave his brother! Then he looked back to Matthew. "… M-Maybe we should've told Uncle Antonio where we were going..?"

Matthew turned back to Alfred, giving a small attempt at a reassuring smile. "I do this all the time, he won't notice." He then turned back around and began looking for his sweet, precious maple syrup.

"U-Uh...O-Okay... If you say so..." Alfred shrugged and continued to follow.

"ALFRED! MATTHEW! WHERE ARE YOU TWO?!" A loud, thick Italian accent screamed, resonating through the store. Alfred jumped, startled by the volume.

Matthew looked back worriedly. "O-Oh no!" He looked to his twin asking, "W-What do we do?! Papa said not to get Lovi mad!"

Alfred looked around the store frantically for an exit. "U-Uh..There!" He instructed as he pointed to the front door five aisles down. Matthew nodded, responding with a quick "Okay!". With the decision made, they took each other's hands and ran to the door, dodging shoppers.

After not being able to find the two children, Lovino made his way back to the others. Once he met up with them, Antonio asked, "Lovi, have you found them?"

Lovino threw his arms up in the air as he said, "No! I looked everywhere in the store!"

Antonio let out a small "Huh." As a reaction. Then he began to freak out, "Where could they have gone?!"

Feliciano then ran up to his family, panting as he said, "I-I think they left the store!"

Lovino looked at his brother, crossing his arms as he asked, "What makes you think that?"

Feliciano answered, "I asked someone and they said they saw two boys run out of the store! One of them had a bear!"

Antonio's face went slack. "...Francis is gonna kill me..."

Lovino simply patted Antonio on the shoulder, smiling sheepishly. "Have fun telling him you lost his children..."

Antonio glared at Lovino. He was silent for a moment as he contemplated his options. Deciding on his best plan of action, he then stated, "...I'll call Arthur..." He then pulled out his phone and called up the Brit.

The phone crackled to life on the other side. The first sound to come through the device was a loud, French accent yelling and someone. After a moment, a British accent came up on the line. "Hello?"

"H-Hi, Arthur!" Antonio stuttered.

"Hello, Antonio! How are you doing? Are the boys behaving?"

"A-About that...I-I...we kinda...lost them..." Antonio stuttered out, nervous about what the Englishman's reaction may be.

Arthur's voice was silent for a moment, the words sinking in. "...Y-You what..?"

Antonio closed his eyes as he yelled, "LO SIENTO!" into the phone.

The next time Arthur spoke, it was to his French companion. "F-Francis! We need to go!"

"Why?!" Came the response.

Arthur was quiet before continuing. "...Well...Uh...Don't get mad. But, Antonio lost our children..."

Once the words sunk in, Francis hollered, "THAT BASTARD!"

"Look, I understand, but we need to find them before you do anything!"

Antonio hung up the phone before anything else was said and sighed. "I-I'm gonna die..."

~~~~~~~~Hetalia Forever!~~~~~~~~~

After running for a while, the two boys stopped at a park nearby. They both panted, trying to regain their breath. "T-That was close.." Matthew stuttered out.

Alfred slid to the ground as he mumbled, "I-I want Papa and Daddy!"

Matthew sniffed as he agreed with his brother. "Y-Yeah..." Tears began to form in the corner of his eyes, threatening to fall.

Before they could say or do anything more, a thick Russian voice spoke from behind them. "Oh, hello boys!"

A quiet "huh?" escaped Matthew's lips as both boys turned to face the new voice. Matthew's eyes widened as he saw the large man before them. He stepped back as he gave a quick, "EEP!"

Alfred paled at the sight of the large Russian. He stood up as he stuttered out, "U-Uh! H-Hello M-Mr. I-Ivan..."

Both boys knew the man. Their parents had told them that Mr. Ivan was a family friend. Although, both boys have always felt scared when around the big man. And the fact that their parents told them that rape was like Mr. Ivan, well...That certainly didn't help the matter.

The Russian flashed the boys one of his signature creepy smiles as he asked, "What brings you two here?"

Matthew's mind could not think properly. All that resonated from his mouth was a short, timid, "U-Um..." All he could think about was, 'No rape! No rape!'

Alfred took a step in front of his brother as he grabbed Matthew's hand in a protective matter. He started saying, "W-We're..." but trailed off as he thought of a good lie, his mind racing. Once he found one, he blurted out, "We're playing hide and go seek with Antonio, Lovi and Feli!"

"Y-Yeah..." Matthew agreed, uncertainly.

Ivan smiled as he said, "I can help you two, da?"

With a shake of the head, Matthew responded quickly. "N-No thanks, w-we're okay on our own!"

"Nonsense! Let me help!" Ivan then began to bend down in front of the boys.

Alfred began shaking in complete fear. "N-No! W-We're good, th-thank you!"

"Don't be silly." Ivan stated as he reached out his arms to both children.

Matthew let out a whimper before mumbling, "P-Papa.."

Ivan picked up the struggling, scared boys and heaved them over his shoulders. He turned around in the direction of his house as he said, "Let's go, da?" as if he was giving them a choice.

It was then that Matthew's tears spilled over. "H-Help..."

Alfred squirmed uncontrollably in the big Russian mans grip, crying out, "A-Antonio!" In his attempt of freeing himself through struggling, his shoe came flying off of his foot and landed with a small thud on the ground.

"Shh, don't worry, you two will be safe, da?" With that, the large scary Russian man walked off, with two children crying over his shoulders, and not one person gave two shits about it.

~~~~~Hetalia Forever~!~~~~~

Ten minutes after the Russian took the two children, Francis and Arthur rushed around the park in search for their children.

"ALFRED! MATTHIEU!" Francis hollered, his voice thick with worry and rage.

Arthur followed behind with, "BOYS! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

After hearing no response, the Frenchman growled, "Geez, damn Spaniard!"

Arthur placed a hand on Francis's shoulder in an attempt at calming the man. He began to speak in a calm voice, "Calm down, we'll find them I'm-..." He trailed off as something caught his eye. In a shaky voice he said, "F-Francis?"

"What?" Was the reply.

Arthur pointed at the ground where a red white and blue shoe laid. "D-Does that shoe look familiar?"

Francis looked at the shoe before grabbing and examining it. "Thats Alfred's..." His eyes then widened. "D-Do you think someone took them?"

Arthur stared at Francis as he asked, "W-Who would..?"

After a moment of thought, Francis stood up with new rage. "We're going to Ivan's." and he walked off toward the house.

Arthur followed behind. "D-Do you really think he would...AH SHIT!" Both men then hurried to Ivan's house.

~~~~~Hetalia Forever~!~~~~~

Matthew sat in a chair, rope tied around his midsection, with Ivan standing above him. Matthew was sobbing and shaking uncontrollably in fear. Ivan placed a hand on Matthew's head as he said, "Oh, come on Matvey, cheer up!"

Matthew continued to shake, mumbling, "P-Papa..."

From another side of the room, Alfred's voice called out, "L-Leave him alone!"

Ivan looked over at Alfred. After a moment, he smiled his creepy smile and replied, "Okay." He walked over to Alfred, causing him to shrink back in his chair and let out a small whimper.

"A-Al!" Matthew called out. Ivan knelt down in front of Alfred and placed his hand on his shoulder, in turn making Alfred turn away.

Before anything else, there was a loud SLAM on Ivan's door. On the other side, a French accent yelled, "OPEN UP!"

Matthew looked at the door. "P-Papa?!"

"PAPA! DAD!" Alfred screamed.

Ivan looked at both children before standing up, and walking over to the door. Opening it, he asked, "Hello?"

Francis glared at the man, demanding, "Let me in." Behind him stood Arthur.

Ivan gave a small smile as he responded, "I don't think you have any right to come in."

Francis replied in a clipped tone, stating, "My children are in there, I have every right!"

Ivan started to say, "I'm afraid you are-" But Alfred cut him off, yelling, "Papa! Dad!"

Francis looked inside to see both the children tied to chairs on separate sides of the room. He then looked back at Ivan, glaring murderously. "Why would you take my children, you asshole."

Ivan smiled innocently, saying, "I was helping them win their game." as though it was obvious.

"Let them out, we'll take them home."

Ivan looked at Francis a second more before saying, "Okay." He turned around and untied the children, first Alfred, then Matthew. Once Matthew was untied, Alfred grabbed his hand and ran out the door straight to Francis, engulfing him in hugs.

"P-Papa!" Matthew cried, clinging to Francis.

Francis hugged the two boys, then lifted them up, whispering soothingly, "It's okay, I won't let him hurt you." Then he turned around, handed Alfred off to Arthur and they made their way home.

Behind them Ivan called, "Goodbye!"

Francis replied in a, not so friendly voice, "Au revoir!"

~~~~~Hetalia Forever~!~~~~~

"That is why you will never babysit my children so stop calling!" Francis slammed the phone onto the counter, muttering under his breath, "Stupid Toni..."

Arthur sat on the couch, Alfred in his lap laying against his chest. "He's just worried, is all." He told Francis.

Matthew looked at Francis before walking over to him. He tugged on Francis's pant leg asking, "Papa?"

Francis looked down at the small blond. "Hm?"

Matthew clutched his polar bear to his chest. "Are you okay?"

Francis looked at his son. He gave a brief sigh before kneeling down and giving his violet eyed son a hug. "Oui, I'll be fine." He picked him up and planted an affectionate kiss on the child's head. "I'm just glad you two are okay."

Alfred looked between the two men. "Sorry for worrying you two.."

"I blame Antonio. So there is no need to be sorry." Francis replied.

Arthur ran a hand through Alfred's hair. "You two are fine now, that's all that matters..." His voice trailed off as a thought popped into his head. "Did Antonio even feed you two?" Alfred just gave a shake of his head. They ran out of the store before they could eat anything. Arthur looked at both boys asking, "What did you two want?"

Matthew thought for a second before his eyes widened. He nearly jumped out of Francis's arms yelling, "AL WE FORGOT THE MAPLE!"

Alfred took a moment to find out what his twin was talking about, but once he did, his eyes widened as well and he yelled back, "GAH! HOW COULD WE FORGET THAT?!"

Arthur just looked between the twins, puzzled, uttering a small, "U-Uh..."

Francis sighed, a small smirk playing on his lips. "How about I make us something to eat? What would you boys like?"

Alfred gave off a small, "Hmm..." in thought before shouting out, "MATTIE'S CALL!"

"NOOOOOOO~!" Matthew complained. No one liked to pick what they ate...

"YES~!" Alfred whined.

Matthew gave a small huff. "Fine...poutine?" He asked, looking up at Francis.

"Had a feeling," Francis mused. "Sure."

Arthur simply shook his head muttering, "So weird..."

~~~~~Hetalia~!~~~~~

After their dinner, they all sat on the couch, each man holding a child. They sat watching the television with one light showering the room in a goldish glow.

Arthur looked over to Francis, who held Matthew, and whispered, "Francis..."

Francis turned his attention from the television to his English lover with a small, "Hm?"

Arthur then gestured to the small blue-eyed, blond-haired child he cradled in his arms and asked, "Is he asleep yet?"

Francis looked over Alfred's features and smiled, nodding as he said, "So is Matthieu."

Arthur sighed. "They had quite some day, huh?" Francis just gave another small nod. Arthur looked at the sleeping violet eyed, blond-haired child in Francis's arms and asked, "Should we put them in their room?"

Francis thought for a moment before answering. "I think they should stay with us."

Arthur gave a small smile. "Then shall we head to bed?" Francis smiled and gave a short nod.

Both men stood up, careful to not wake up the children, and quietly made their way up the stairs. Once in the bedroom, Francis slid in on the left side as Arthur slid in on the right. They laid the children between them, keeping a protective hand over them. Francis kissed Arthur with a quiet "Bonne nuit" and soon the family of four were in peaceful sleep.

Translations:
Spanish: Lo siento = I'm sorry
French: Oui = Yes
Mon amour = My love
Au revoir = Goodbye
Bonne nuit = Good night
A très bientôt mes chéris = See you very soon my darlings

A/N: So sorry for the long wait guys! So much stuff goes on, but we tried to work on it slowly, but surely! Now, this story cannot continue without your input! We have 4 out of 7 days done, but we only planned out 4. We did promise a full week in our summary, so if there's something y'all would like to see done, PLEASE~ leave a review and give us your idea! Of course, we'd love to hear from you anyway~!

Hey there, a note from MG. I would like to say that we have NO hatred towards Russia at all...we just like using him as a villain. But anyway, the point is I hope you enjoyed. Read and Review~! Au revoir~~~!