Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 3Matthew stopped running and looked around while he tried to catch his breath.Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Where was he?
He had never been into the woods before and he had only been in England for a few weeks so he wasn't used to the layout yet.
Feeling fear rising in his chest, he started shaking.
He heard footsteps approaching and turned towards them.
"P-Papa?" he called in a tiny, frightened voice.
The footsteps stopped for a few moments.
"P-Papa?" he called again. "I'm over here."
The footsteps grew louder.
Matthew tried to peer through the darkness and foliage.
A person stepped into the clearing, but it wasn't Francis.
Matthew's shaking increased and he backed up.
"W-Why are you here? W-Where's my P-Papa?"
The man walked up to him.
"Why are you so afraid of me? What reason have I given you?"
Matthew just kept backing up until he hit a tree.
"Y-You just scare me. I d-don't know why."
He was frozen against the tree as the man stretched his hands toward him.
"P-Papa!" Matthew yelled back.
Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 2Francis carried Arthur into his small guest room and laid him in the bed gently.Moving is a Strange Thing Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred and Matthew followed him silently.
They watched him wrap blankets around Arthur tightly.
Alfred pulled on Francis's sleeve as he stepped back.
Francis looked down and him wearily.
"Is Daddy going to be okay?"
"Oui. He just needs to rest and stay in bed for a little while."
"Okay," Alfred said sadly.
Francis picked him up.
"Don't worry. People get burned every day. It was an accident and he'll be all better soon.
Alfred held onto Francis tightly.
He was still scared because his Daddy hadn't woken up yet, but Francis had comforted him a little.
"Do you want something to eat?"
Alfred nodded quickly.
"D'accord. I shall make some déjeuner." He looked down at Matthew. "Do you want some food aussi?"
Francis picked him up also.
"Come on. Let's go."
He carried them downstairs and set them in two chairs at the table.
"What do you want to eat?"
:APH: The World Conference Ball - ArrivalThe World Conference Ball:APH: The World Conference Ball - Arrival2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England was the first to arrive. He shut the wide oak doors and clicked the lights on. They were dimmed slightly and it would look perfect in the evening. The floor was shining from the recent cleaning and devoid of any dirt. He smiled and moved across the broad room, black shoes clicking with each step.
Stepping into the dining room, he could see the table was already set for the many nations arriving. It would be more than just the sovereign countries that met at the meeting nights before. Everyone, regardless of political status, would be here. Each seat at the dining table had a cloth napkin folded into a rose and an intricately designed name card. England already knew he was near the head of the first table.
The tables were loosely segmented by continent. Some countries, were placed with friends, or at least away from enemies. The purpose of this dance was for nati