Chapter 6:

"Well, well it seems that you're up early today, ma petit mignons, what are you up to?" –Francis was making breakfast when the twins suddenly appeared in the kitchen, both in their night clothes and with a big old dirty book in their hands – "What's with that book, where did you find it?" – Francis was curious so he left the breakfast apart and walked toward the two children – "What's wrong dears, say something" – he smiled and took the old dusty book from the children hands –

"We found it in the library" – said a shy Mathew – "Al, please stay awake" – he shook his brother –

"I'm awake, I'm awake" – Alfred suddenly jump and tried to look awake –

"I bet you are" – Laughed Francis – "So, what's this book that you've found" – Francis sat down in the kitchen table and the kids did the same. He took the dust off and read the golden letters written in the front – "Memories?" – He was confused, and curious at the same time, he looked at the two boys, who looked at each other with complicity and smiled – "Are you sure you found this in the library?" – He was suspicious and the kids started to feel uneasy – "Well, let's take a look" –

Francis opened the book and couldn't restrain a smile that suddenly was curled up on his lips. That was certainly an old book, it bring him memories of a simpler happy past. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a tiny little hand in his shirt.

"Francis, are you even listening to us!" – Complained little Alfred –

"I'm sorry cherie, what were you saying? – He started to flipped the pages of the book

"Who is he Francis?" – Alfred said as he put his finger in a photograph of a little blond boy with very long hair and big green eyes – "He has Arthur's eyebrows!" – He started to laugh –

"Believe it or not, he IS Arthur" – he smiled as he turned the page – "See, he has his hair shorter in this one, so I bet is easier to recognize" –

"He looks like you with bigger eyebrows, Al" – said Mathew as he started to laugh –

"That's not true" – cried Alfred –

"Yes it is"

"Noooo"

"Yeeess"

"Oh come on boys stop that, you're making too much noise, too early in the morning"

"Sorry, Francis" – they said at the same time –

"So, who is this cute girl here" – Alfred pointed another photo, Francis didn't said anything – "Francis? Who is she?"

"…" – Mathew looked at the photo, then at Francis, and then at the photo again – "Is that you Francis?"

The blond started to laugh as he hugged the twins, they were laughing as well – "I think is time to wake up Arthur, don't you think so?"

"Yes!" – both replied at the same time –

The three blonds walked toward Arthur's room with a little table full of a homemade breakfast, and the big book in the twins' arms.

"Arthie mon amour, wake up the children and I made you breakfast" –

Arthur made a annoyed move trying to go back to sleep, but the kids made it impossible by jumping on the bed and starting to move him.

"Come on Arthur get up!" – Alfred took off the blanket that covered Arthur and sat by his side, his brother did the same – "Come on, come on! Francis promised that he will continue with the story now so please wake up!

"Wait, wait, I didn't say such a thing! So that's the reason because you woke up so early? You're really eager, aren't you? – he smiled and sat in the bed with the big book in his hand – "I want to show Arthie something before"

And so they stayed there looking at pictures and telling stories of old time for hours…

HIII ~~~~

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