An awesome thanks to Sasha (who reviewed twice, one for this chapter and last), i heart manga 89, ThePirateMage and JHO14 for reviewing ^.^
Sasha, I'm answering your questions in the next chapter ^.^
i heart manga 89: same! :3
Ok, so this chapter's longer, and we get some action going! :D
Francis became fed up of his cousin staying in his rooms, only coming down for meals. He had, of course, seen the photographs that Elizabeth had posted on FaceBook, and Matthew's repeated requests to have them removed. The Frenchman was proud of his cousin. He knew that it wasn't going to have been long before the Canadian admitted his sexuality.
Therefore, the elder of the two came up with a plan.
"Why am I in your car?"
"Because we're going for a drive, mon cher."
"Would you stop calling me that?"
"When you stop mooching around my house."
"But I'm not in your house!"
"Only because you're in my car."
"Why am I in your car?"
"Because we are going for a drive, mon cher."
"I told you to stop calling me that!"
"Sorry, Matthieu. Ah, we are here."
"Where?" Matthew looked out of the window next to him. They were parked outside a house, a house which was unfamiliar to the Canadian.
"Ah, Luddy!" Francis called out. There was a blonde man stood in the doorway of the house. He walked down to the car.
"Ah. Guten Morgen, Francis. Have you seen Feli?"
"Felicinio? Ah, je regrette, non. Have you tried calling him?"
"Ja. His brother - Lovinio - picked up."
"Ah, I am sorry. Is Gilbert in?"
Matthew held his breath as the two talked. Knowing Francis, he would let something slip to Ludwig.
"Yes, why?"
"Matthieu here is dying to see him." Francis climbed out of the car, an motioned for Matthew to do the same. The Canadian scowled, but did so anyway.
"Matthew? Oh, yes, you. I forgot about you. Sorry. Where have you been?"
Matthew opened his mouth to reply, but the Frenchman interrupted. "Poor Matthieu has been rather love-struck, mon ami. This is why we need to see Gilbert."
"He's in his room. You know which one that is, Ja?"
"Oui. The basement?"
"Ja. Guten Tag." And with that, the German climbed into his own car, and drove off.
Matthew glared at Francis. "You idiot! Why did you tell him that?"
"It's true, non? Anyway, time to go to Gilbert's lair."
Ok, so because I'm rubbish at languages, I'm asking Francis and Gilbert to translate for me:
Francis: Mon cher - my dear
Matthieu -Matthew
Je regrette - I'm sorry
Non - no
Mon ami - my friend
Oui - yes
Prussia: Now for some German!
Guten Morgen - Good morning
Ja - yes
Guten Tag - good day