Flowers and Chocolates

Part 3: Arthur & Francis

This should be easy. Arthur knew that this should be incredibly easy. All he had to do was walk right over there and hand her the box with a quick remark of "Happy Valentine's Day". Then maybe he would give her a gentlemanly peck on the cheek and offer to carry her books to class.

Hell, Francis had already done the same thing to ninety percent of the school's single population. And some of the not-so-single population. And of course, he'd done so minus the "gentlemanly" part. Because he was a bloody frog.

And yet... Arthur was currently standing over here, near the boys' bathroom, watching as Ally chatted with a few of her friends. Ever the popular one, of course.

It felt wrong to just barge over and offer her his chocolates, but he wasn't sure what other time of the day he'd have a chance to see her like this. And he'd worked on the chocolates all night to make sure that they would be ready for this morning. The first few batches had sort of... not gone well.

"Bonjour, mon ami! What do you have there?"

Arthur may have jumped a foot or so in the air at that sudden voice coming from right next to his ear. Bloody frog.

And his annoyance at the obnoxious menace only increased when he turned and suddenly had a rose shoved right into his face, the petals tickling his nose for a moment before he jerked his head back.

"What are you doing here, git? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

Francis grinned, shaking the flower in his face a few times. "Cher, you out of everyone should know that Monsieur Roma considers the sharing of l'amour~ on Saint Valentin to be much more important than attending classes."

Yes, Arthur knew. He'd tried talking to the principal about it. Tried being the key word. If it weren't for Mr. Beilschmidt's words of reason, Mr. Roma probably would have actually cancelled all classes for today.

"Now, what do you have,cher?" Francis questioned again, startling Arthur when he suddenly grabbed the bag of chocolates right out of his hand.

"Hey!"

"Oh non." And Francis was now staring at the chocolates with an expression of horror on his face. "Do not tell me, cher. You made these yourself?"

Arthur scowled in response and grabbed the bag back. "You just said not to tell you, git."

"Non, non, mon ami." Francis shook his head and attempted to grab the bag back, but Arthur was prepared now and jerked them out of his reach. "You cannot give those to Allison. You'll poison the poor girl."

"Shut up, git." Arthur sent the other boy a glare and turned, now determined to ignore the frog. Since Francis always made fun of his cooking. Just because he knew how to cook all of those ridiculous French dishes didn't mean that everyone else's cooking was terrible. He just had no taste. "I tried them this morning and they taste fine."

The idiot groaned, shaking his head. "Cher, you are the only one on earth who can taste your cooking and think that it is 'fine'. Your poor taste buds must have been destroyed ages ago."

"Shut up."

"It is true." He smirked that annoying smirk of his and then continued, "Well, I must go and continue to share my l'amour with the other students. But before I go..." And he suddenly darted surprisingly quickly, shoving the rose into Arthur's face so he had to jump back to keep from getting stabbed by the stupid thing.

And grabbed the bag of chocolates.

"Francis!"

"You will thank me for this later, cher~!" And he was already halfway down the hallway, weaving through the students while waving back toward the now-enraged Arthur.

He would have taken off right after him—would've murdered him—if it weren't for the very unexpected voice that suddenly startled him.

"Dude, there you are! I've been looking all over for you, Artie!"

Fuck that frog.

A/N: I didn't necessarily say that they all had to be actual "couples", did I? Did I? I might have. Either way, this one involved my favourite frenemies. Because I needed a chapter just for them and their stupid fights over silly things... Don't worry. You'll get some Arthur/Ally later. When you shall see how poor Arthur deals with the fact that he now has no chocolates to give her. Poor Arthur. :(