You: talking with a full mouth of pancakes
M-atthew these are a-mazing!

Matthew: pouring maple syrup over his pancakes
Thank you _____, I'm still so shocked that you wanted to come visit Canada.

You: smiling
Of course Matt, Canada seems like such a beautiful country. Plus, your such a sweet, calm person to hang around; and don't even get me started on your pancake skills, GENIUS!

You then returned back to shovelling the pancakes into your mouth with a big goofy grin and personality glowing out of your (e/c) eyes. Matthew silently thanked you and proceed with consuming the pancakes as well; a knock on the door stopped him from eating his pancakes, but you offered to open up the door for him. You cheerfully skipped over towards the front door and unlocked it allowing it to be opened. As you swung open the door your eyes widened from shock and up began to stutter to the figure.

You: stuttering
F-f-Francis!?!

Matthew perked up his head and walked over towards you

Francis: smirking while looking at the two of you
Ohohohoh. Mon angle timide est avec mon ami timide! (My shy angle is with my shy friend) J'espère que vous savez comment lui plaire . (I hope you know how to please her)

Matthew: confused
Qu'est-ce que tu racontes? (What are you talking about)

Francis: handing you Rose out of his pocket
Embrasser votre côté français ! (Embracing your French side) (winking)

You: looking down at the Rose and then up at Matthew
You speak French?

Matthew had just realised what Francis meant and he blushed the same colour as the red rose.

You: putting your hand on Matthew's shoulder
Matt? Are you feeling ill?

Francis: chiming in and smirking
Oh, yes he is. He is dangerously sick..... With puppy love.

You: looking at Francis
What? Is that a French term or something for a fever?

Francis: holding your spare hand
He just needs to lie down for a bit, but it is lovely seeing you again. (Kissing you on the hand)

You: pulling your hand away and wiping it on your white dress
Personal space (smiling) And yeah, it's great to see you again.

You allowed Francis to enter in and the three of you all walk back to the dinning room, but Matthew sat in his chair trying to hide his blushing cheeks in his hoodie.

You: putting the back of your hand against Matthew's forehead
Are you sure your not sick, your head is warm.

Francis: smiling at Matthew
Qu'elle soit votre infirmière . (Let her be your nurse) Je peux déjà la voir dans une infirmière tenue! (I can already see her in a nurse outfit)

You: looking at Francis with a suspicious look
What are you telling him?

Francis: grinning back innocently
Just asking him if he is experiencing any symptoms.

You: getting up
Oh ok. I will make him some tea then.

Francis nodded and turned his attention back onto Matthew.

Francis: tugging on Matthew's hoodie
Pourquoi êtes-vous retient? Je peux dire ce que vous voulez ; donc aller le chercher ! (Why are you holding back? I can tell what you want; so go get it) (smirks) Avant que je reçois d'abord! (Before I get it first)

Matthew: mumbling through his hoodie
Laissez-la , elle a vécu tellement de choses ... (Leave her alone, she has been through so much...)

Francis: smirking
Donc, vous ne voulez pas une femme dans votre maison ? (So you don't want a woman in your house)

Matthew: pulling the hoodie away from his face
Si jamais je faire avoir une relation avec quelqu'un, je ne veux pas qu'il soit rempli d'amour de sens ! (If I ever do have a relationship with someone, I don't want it to be filled with meaningless love)

You: walking in with the tea and smiling
Matt! Your talking, (placing down the tea next to Matthew) I was so worried something happened!

Francis: unsurprised tone
Ceci est drôle, provoque tout ce que je vois est pure dévotion . (This is funny, cause all I see is pure devotion)

Matthew: hiding his smile behind the cup of tea at his lips
Laissez le temps dira ... (Let time tell...)

Francis: smiling
d'accord (okay)

You: sitting down
Yep! So confused right now, I might need to learn French one day.

Matthew began to choke up on the tea as you said that and Francis mouthed a small 'told you, when is the wedding?' across the table towards Matthew. You began to softly pat Matthew on the back to help him with the choking and didn't notice what Francis just did.

Matthew: stopped choking, but had wide shocked eyes
I'm fine dear...

Francis: putting a hand over his mouth
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

You: stepping away from Matthew
W-what?

Matthew: stumbling on his words and freaking out
I-I mean love, honey bun, Hun, angle face, beautiful, snowflake, Mrs Willia-- AHHHH, ____, ____!

You stood there giggling and hugged the nervous Canadian who imminently melted into your embrace, leaving the French man to mumble 'I ship it' under his breath. A knock at the door broke up the special moment, so you parted away from his embrace and casually walked over to the door to welcome the guest. As you opened up the door, a woman with shoulder length blonde hair that had a green ribbon separating her fridge, green eyes and dressed in a similar uniform to Antonio's and Romano's introduced herself while holding a plate of waffles.

Belgium: smiling
Hello, you must be ____. I am the personification of Belgium, it's a pleasure to meet you, may I come in; I made waffles!

You gestured to her to enter and she walked over to the table placing down the plate and waited for you join; she served up the waffles and didn't say a thing to anyone until they were handed to everyone.

Francis: taking a bite out of the waffle
Bonjour (hello) Belgium!

Belgium: politely responding back
Bonjour (hello) Francis!

You: interested
Oh, is French a popular language in Belgium?

Belgium: nodding her head
Yes, our official languages are French, Dutch and German.

You: giggling
Yep, I'm differently the odd one out now; really going to need to consider to lear--

There was a sudden clunk on the table, you looked around and saw that Francis and Matthew were unconscious with their heads resting on their plates. Belgium smiled at you and pulled your plate away from you that had your uneaten waffle on it.

Belgium: shoving your plate over towards her
Yeah, best you don't eat that unless you wanna join the two of them in Sleepyland for the next 30 to 45 minutes.

She looked at your mortified face and tried to reassure you.

Belgium: softly smiling
I promise I don't go around drugging people, this is my first time and I got the stuff from my big brother I swear. I came here with only one ambition, I just wanna talk to you... about Romano.

You felt your heart skip a beat and a sudden pain in your stomach, feeling like someone just kicked you there. You then rasped onto the locket around your neck that you just remembered of.

You: holding back tears
R-Romano?

Belgium: looking at you worriedly
I know you left Italy about 2 days ago, but Antonio told me that Romano has gone down hill so fast. He refuses to eat, drink, talk, sleep; he just sits in the hammock all day, watching the clouds roll by.

You: tears rolling down your face
I-I want t-to see him, b-but I'm not ready!

Belgium: rubbing your hand and smiling
I understand, I'm not here to force you to do anything. I just wanted to tell you this and meet you; Feliciano and Antonio say 'hey' and Romano, even tho he doesn't know that I'm here, I know he wants to say that he loves you.

You: running into Belgium's embrace and sobbing
T-thank you! Tell t-them I-I miss them!

Belgium: reaching into her pocket
Why don't you tell them yourself?

You pulled away from Belgium with confusion, but then saw her holding out a phone.

Belgium: putting the phone in your hands
Make a quick video saying that yourself, I know this will make everything better and easier to heal Romano's faith in love.

You didn't answer and turned on the phone, switched on the video camera and faced it to your face.

Your video: slightly puffy red face, but smiling
H-hello everyone, Ciao (hello-Italian), Hola (hello-Spanish)
I miss Italy... I'm currently in Canada... Wasn't really (sigh) ready for America so...
I don't know what to say...
I miss you all so much
Antonio, I miss you
Feliciano, I miss you
R-Romano, I-I miss you... So much
I'm sorry for what I did, I didn't know... And I regret it so much
I'm planning to return back... Soon actually... I miss Italy, I miss everyone
So, don't feel sad... Think of this as me taking a holiday
Vi amo tutti! (I love you all)
Antonio and Feliciano, if you both are still listening and watching, can you both leave, I have a special message only for Romano, thank you.
Romano...
Ti amo più dei cieli saranno mai sapere ! (I love you more than the Heavens will ever know)
Non ho più paura di lasciare che l'amore cresce ! (I am no longer afraid to let that love grow)
(Blows a kiss)
Non vedo l'ora di vederti , mio ​​piccolo pomodoro ragazzo! (I can not wait to see you, my little tomato boy)

You: ending the video and handing Belgium over the phone
Ahh, I feel so much better.

Belgium: walking over towards the door
So how long do you think you will be?

You: thinks
Maybe a week or two, I will let someone know once I'm ready.

Belgium: walking out the door
Okay, I will tell the boys... Oh and them, they will take at least 20 ish more minutes to wake up, bye ____.

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LOL, my sister summed this chapter up perfectly, this is how it went:
Pancakes with Canada, Dr France and a side of Belgium's waffles richly laced in Netherlands shady drugs and then all washed down with a love confection to a depressed Italian.
This is why I always get my little sister to proof reader every chapter before I publish them, because she just comes up with some rather random stuff.... I MUST BE RUBBING OFF ON HER!

Thank you all so much for reading... YOU DA BEST!

~BlueTimeFly
(Can't live with them, but can't live without them) <--- guess who's name starts with a G, has 4 legs and chewed up my iPad charger while I was writing this chapter; gosh puppies can get away with murder way to easily XD