This is actually the most populer chapter I've done so far. Turns out I made a new populer saying everyone is using now. XDD
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Roderich stared in shock. "Y-You?! Vhat are wewe doing vith her!!"
The blonde smiled, waving at him "Bonjour Roderich, you've missed all ze fun." (__f/n__) smiled up at him, giggling "Look Papa, I made a new friend. He even showed me how to make these" her little hands holding up maua, ua wreaths. "I made one for you, Papa." Francis petted her head "Ohonhon, you're just to adorable."
Roderich glared at Francis "You vine sucking son of a b-"
Francis put his hands over (__f/n__)'s ears. "Stop, don't use that kinda language in front of the petit lapin!"
Roderich took (__f/n__) from him, shielding her protectively in his arms. "If wewe did anything and I mean anything to her, you'll vish wewe vere never born."
Francis crosses his arms. "Goodness, calm down. We were just making little maua, ua wreaths, just `aving some fun."
Roderich looks at (__f/n__) and back at him "That's vhat I'm afraid of, probably going to take her to your place and have some of your kinda fun." putting emphasis on the "your".
Francis looks rather hurt kwa that, placing his hand on his chest. "Me? Faites cela à mon petit lapin? Why Roderich, I would never do zat to someone so young. I am a gentlaman, who treats zese belles créatures with ze respect zey deserve."
Roderich rolled his eyes, giving him a 'Why should I believe you' look and started to walk away. Suddenly (__f/n__) cried out "Wait! What about Uncle Francis!?"
Roderich looked at her in surprize "Uncle.....Francis?" (__f/n__) nodded, reaching out to Francis. Whose face had lit up right when she called him her uncle.
"Papa, am I not going to see Uncle Francis again?" tears now feeling up in her (e/c) eyes "I can't play with him anymore? Uncle Francis promised...promised me he would bring his friend Pierre to meet Mr.(d/n)" holding up her little bunny doll.
Francis walked over and petted (__f/n__)'s head, Roderich quickly slapping his hand away. "I'm sure your Papa isn't soooo `eartless, zat `e'd keep wewe away from your Uncle Francis. Right? I mean, wewe do owe me for finding `er." both now looking at Roderich.
Roderich looked down at (__f/n__) begging face and sighed "F-Fine.....he can come over and play with you."
Both Francis and (__f/n__) grinned ear to ear. Francis takes her from Roderich. "Yay!! I am so `appy. I get to play with mon petit lapin some more!" throwing (__f/n__) in the air and catching her, making her go into a fit of giggles.
Roderich freaked out "D-Don't do that! Vhat if wewe drop her!?" arms ready to catch her.
Francis gives him a reasuring smile "Don't worry, I used to do zis to Matthew and Michelle when zey were little all ze time."
Roderich grabs her. "That doesn't make me feel better."
(__f/n__) giggles "You're both so silly." kissing them both on the cheek "I upendo you." Roderich blushes and smiles, kissing her forehead. "I upendo wewe too." Francis strokes her (h/c) hair. "Je t'aime, mon petit lapin"
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The three of them make their way back to the house, (__f/c__) holding on to both her Papa and Uncle's hand.
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"Now.....how about we change Uncle Francis...to Mama Francis?
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"I vill kill wewe vith a brick."
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Roderich stared in shock. "Y-You?! Vhat are wewe doing vith her!!"
The blonde smiled, waving at him "Bonjour Roderich, you've missed all ze fun." (__f/n__) smiled up at him, giggling "Look Papa, I made a new friend. He even showed me how to make these" her little hands holding up maua, ua wreaths. "I made one for you, Papa." Francis petted her head "Ohonhon, you're just to adorable."
Roderich glared at Francis "You vine sucking son of a b-"
Francis put his hands over (__f/n__)'s ears. "Stop, don't use that kinda language in front of the petit lapin!"
Roderich took (__f/n__) from him, shielding her protectively in his arms. "If wewe did anything and I mean anything to her, you'll vish wewe vere never born."
Francis crosses his arms. "Goodness, calm down. We were just making little maua, ua wreaths, just `aving some fun."
Roderich looks at (__f/n__) and back at him "That's vhat I'm afraid of, probably going to take her to your place and have some of your kinda fun." putting emphasis on the "your".
Francis looks rather hurt kwa that, placing his hand on his chest. "Me? Faites cela à mon petit lapin? Why Roderich, I would never do zat to someone so young. I am a gentlaman, who treats zese belles créatures with ze respect zey deserve."
Roderich rolled his eyes, giving him a 'Why should I believe you' look and started to walk away. Suddenly (__f/n__) cried out "Wait! What about Uncle Francis!?"
Roderich looked at her in surprize "Uncle.....Francis?" (__f/n__) nodded, reaching out to Francis. Whose face had lit up right when she called him her uncle.
"Papa, am I not going to see Uncle Francis again?" tears now feeling up in her (e/c) eyes "I can't play with him anymore? Uncle Francis promised...promised me he would bring his friend Pierre to meet Mr.(d/n)" holding up her little bunny doll.
Francis walked over and petted (__f/n__)'s head, Roderich quickly slapping his hand away. "I'm sure your Papa isn't soooo `eartless, zat `e'd keep wewe away from your Uncle Francis. Right? I mean, wewe do owe me for finding `er." both now looking at Roderich.
Roderich looked down at (__f/n__) begging face and sighed "F-Fine.....he can come over and play with you."
Both Francis and (__f/n__) grinned ear to ear. Francis takes her from Roderich. "Yay!! I am so `appy. I get to play with mon petit lapin some more!" throwing (__f/n__) in the air and catching her, making her go into a fit of giggles.
Roderich freaked out "D-Don't do that! Vhat if wewe drop her!?" arms ready to catch her.
Francis gives him a reasuring smile "Don't worry, I used to do zis to Matthew and Michelle when zey were little all ze time."
Roderich grabs her. "That doesn't make me feel better."
(__f/n__) giggles "You're both so silly." kissing them both on the cheek "I upendo you." Roderich blushes and smiles, kissing her forehead. "I upendo wewe too." Francis strokes her (h/c) hair. "Je t'aime, mon petit lapin"
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The three of them make their way back to the house, (__f/c__) holding on to both her Papa and Uncle's hand.
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"Now.....how about we change Uncle Francis...to Mama Francis?
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"I vill kill wewe vith a brick."
