F.A.C.E Family X Child! Abused! Reader: Part Two

"Mon cher, do you like these?"
Francis held up a pair of kingfisher pyjamas, adorned with a glittering rose over the front. __ nodded, smiling, as he
laid the pyjamas in the shopping cart. The four had shortly realised that if __ was to stay, she would need a few basic
things. __ lied and said that her big house was too far away to get to, thus they took the child shopping, though not
believing her story. So far, they had picked up a toothbrush, a few tops, some underwear, two cheap dolls and some
trousers. "Now my little rose, if you want anything else, you must ask us, oui?"
"Oui," __ giggled.
~A timeskip dipped in maple syrup~
__ stared in awe at the room before her. Her own room. The walls were a pastel blue and there was a cabin bed that had
a small Wendy house underneath. Laughing, she clambered up the ladder and observed the bed, before disappearing into
the Wendy house. Shortly after, she crawled in, Matthew poked his head through the opening. "__?"
"Yeah?"
"I-I got you a present,"
His hands became visible, and sitting in his palms was a bear no bigger than six inches, with a smiling face and
shining black eyes on her immaculate teal fur.
Eyes gleaming, __ ecstatically swiped the bear, giving both the smiling critter and Matthew an enormous hug. "THANK
YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!" She squealed jumping up and down.
"So you don't have a bear back at your big house?" He asked.
"N-no," __ whispered, wishing that she wouldn't keep being asked about her imaginary house.
"Take good care of her, ok? Maybe her and Kumajirou can be friends," __ nodded her head, grinning, as Matthew
slipped away back into the room. He smiled sadly, this was the room he had as a child.
~Mattie's Awesomer Than Prussia Flashback~
"Papa...?"
"Oui, mon cher?"
"Can you play with me and Kumamiro?" Matthew said, holding up the polar bear.
"Amour, I'm so sorry but papa is busy, but Kumajirou can play with you,"
Francis winked, and took the bear from a confused Matthew "I will be back soon,"
A few minutes later, Arthur returned with Kumajirou. "Have fun playing love,"
The bear was laid down, and to Matthew's utter surprise the bear began to talk
"Who are you?"
"My name's Canada!" He whispered, both shocked and excited that his once inanimate stuffed bear had come to life.
"Cana-thingy, will you play with me?"
Matthew nodded.
~Le awesomey awesome end~

__ hugged the bear tightly. "I'm going to call you..."
The child thought, before declaring "B/N!" She held b/n out at arm length, before making her dance about the Wendy
House.

~Timeskip, you bloody gits~
__ traipsed down the stairs, thumb burrowed in her mouth, and with b/n tucked in the crook of her arm. She peered
round into a room which appeared to be the dining room. Francis was serving up some aromatic food that filled her
nose with a tempting scent. Not being able to hold back anymore, she crept into the kitchen. Alfred saw her do so
and grinned. "__! DUDE! C'mon and eat dinner that Francy-Pants made!" He was quickly shut up by Arthur, who clamped
his hand onto the loud male's mouth. "She doesn't know about the countries!" He hissed. __ tilted her head in
confusion at the whispers going around the table.
"Can't we just tell her?"
"No! She's a human!"
They finally stopped. Arthur smiled and gestured for __ to sit. Obediently, she clambered up the chair. Francis dished
__ a small plate of outstanding looking French food. "Oooh, yummy!" __ giggled, breathing in the scent, before tucking
in, along with the others. However, when __ came across a typical French food of snails, she stopped eating. "Francis,
what's this?" She asked skeptically. Francis simply smiled and winked. "Why not give it a try, mon cher?"
__ had always been slightly nervous of trying unknown foods, but she still popped a small piece in her mouth (gimme a
break, I don't know what snails taste like either)
"I LOVE IT! It's yummy!" __ squealed, before scooping up the rest and eating them messily.
"__, love, calm down, you'll get food all over your clothes," Arthur said, gently wiping the greasy smears off her blissful
face. "Sorry, Mr Arthur." the small girl muttered before enjoing her meal, a little more slowly.
"It's kinda funny how such a young girl can love exquisite foods like that, eh?" Matthew stated.
__ stopped.
And put her fork down.
And turned around to look at the shy Canadian.
"T-these are snails?!"
The four awkwardly stopped eating and looked desperately at each other for a suitable lie. Finally, Arthur bit his lip,
faced __ and nodded.
"EEEEWWW!!!!" __ ran off over to the nearest sink and hauled herself over to the counter, frantically rinsing her
face from any trace of the food with the gushing geyser of water erupting from the tap.

"Dude, you just had to go and tell her the truth."