The car stopped outside a beautiful house and two small boys jumped out.

Following them in awe was Arthur.

"Y-You bought this?" he asked in amazement.

Francis appeared next to him and slipped an arm around his waist.

"Oui. I saved up a long to buy it for you, mon cher."

Arthur blushed and buried his face in his lover's shoulder.

"Do you want to see the inside, amour?"

For an answer, he received a small nod against his shoulder.

The French nation laughed.

"D'accord. Let's go." He turned to the boys running around in the yard. "Mes enfants? We're going inside. Want to come and see your new rooms?"

The two skidded to a stop and nearly ran into each other.

"We get our own rooms?" Alfred asked in amazement.

Francis nodded.

"Oui. Zis house has four bedrooms. Your Daddy and I shall have one, you can have one, Alfred, and mon petit Mathieu can have one. Ze last one will be for guests."

"Like Uncle Antonio and Lovino?" Matthew whispered.

Francis nodded again.

"Oui. And Uncle Gilbert."

Arthur stiffened.

The man next to him noticed.

"Quoi?"

"That git is NOT staying at our house."

Francis grinned.

"Zat 'git' as you so kindly called him is one of mes meilleurs amis. And since I bought ze house I get to decide who can stay and who can't."

Arthur glared at him.

"I only just let you come back. Don't push it."

Francis kissed his cheek.

"D'accord, but zis IS my house."

The Englishman sighed.

"Fine. No longer than three days though. I don't want him around our boys too long."

"Deal!"

Francis smiled brightly and led the three blonds inside.

"Whoa…" Alfred said in a whisper as he looked around.

Arthur stared at him.

It was definitely the quietest the small boy had been since he was born.

"How did you do that?" he asked the man next to him.

"Do what?"

"You shut Alfred up."

Francis pulled Arthur closer.

"He's just excited and happy." He leaned towards the man who instantly started blushing again. "Somezing I hope to make you soon aussi."

He winked.

Arthur closed his eyes tightly.

Chuckling to himself at the sight, Francis looked down to see that Matthew was frozen to the spot with awe.

He picked up the boy gently.

"Quel est le problème?"

"Est-ce vraiment nos, Papa?"

Francis nodded.

"Oui. Let's go find your room, d'accord?"

Matthew smiled and made himself comfortable against one shoulder while Arthur leaned against the other.

The small group traveled upstairs to find Alfred waiting for them.

"There you are! What took you so long? I've been waiting forever!"

"Désolé, mon petit. We were just talking." Alfred's pout lessened. "Did you find a room you like?"

"No. I wanted Mattie to choose first."

Matthew grinned sheepishly.

"Merci Alfred."

He turned to look at his Papa who understood and set him down.

Alfred instantly took Matthew's hand and the two ran off to find a room for the younger boy.

Watching the boys run off, the adults smiled warmly.

"Do you think Alfred is finally starting to mature?" Arthur asked.

Francis snorted.

"Not likely but I think he's just happy zat zings are back to normal."

Arthur sighed happily in response and leaned close to Francis.

In turn, Francis pulled Arthur into his arms properly.

He led the younger man down the stairs to a large bedroom.

"Zis is ours," he announced. "Zere's a strong lock on ze door, soundproof walls, and a convenient security system so we can check on all ze rooms and nos enfants."

Arthur hugged Francis tightly.

"This is perfect. Thank you so much."

Francis pet the top of Arthur's head.

"De rien. I'm glad you like it."

"Like it? I love it!" He raised his head to look up at his lover. "And I love you, so much. Je t'aime, Francis. Francis Bonnefoy. François Bonnefoi. MY France. The French Republic. République française. And I never want you to leave me again. Or our boys. Not now that you realize how much I need you."

Francis smiled brightly.

"Je t'aime aussi. I love you too, Arthur. Mon Angleterre. My England. My dear and stubborn Britain. Vous avez mon coeur et personne d'autre sera jamais. I need you too." He kissed the smaller blond's forehead and whispered in his ear, "And you can never get rid of me again."

AN: I finally got around to finishing this! And I LOVE IT! :D

I was trying to decide if I wanted to make chapter 5 the last chapter or not but I'm glad I wrote this one. It's soooo cute! Arthur and Francis are back together and the family is complete!

Yay! *jumps around in a happy dance* Anyway I'm going to-! *crashes and falls asleep because it's like 1:15 in the morning and even though I'm at my sis's house I still need to get stuff done tomorrow (i.e. practicing my solo) so I'll work more tomorrow on my neglected stuff!*

Good night everyone! XD