if any are for him~?

he can have as many as he wants. >w<

smiles, picking one up to look at as he sat next to her. "Mon belle, these are very cute. Are they for Saint Valentines?"

nods. "Something like that." She smiles at him, snuggling against his side. "I've missed you."

smiles happily, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close, placing a kiss on her forehead. "I missed you too, ma cherie. How have

you been?"

smiles, finishing off the paper heart she'd been working on. "Great." She grinned at the other. Not so great, but... Meh. She didn't care-

-anymore.

hums softly. "Good to hear.. but I'm not convince ma belle."

shrugs a little, setting the heart down before starting on another. There was a neat little pile of them already finished. "How are you?"

blinks at the little pile, wondering how many she planned on making. "I am.. fairly well, I suppose. No bodily harm to speak of," he laughs.

mostly doing this to keep herself busy. "That's good. I would hope there is no bodily harm towards you."

shrugs gently. He had had a few close calls. "I am glad ma cherie cares then~" he smiles, kissing her cheek.

hums softly. "Of course I care you big dork." She smiles at him. "Why wouldn't I?"

smiles. "I 'ave not seen you for a while. I was not sure if perhaps you did not appreciate big brother any more~"

huffs. "Don't be silly!" She tackles him in a big bear hug. "I always will. Je t'aime."

laughs at this, catching her as they tumble to the ground, hugging her back. "Je t'aime, ma belle~ I am glad to see you again~" he

chuckles, giving her another innocent kiss.

giggles nuzzling his cheek. His presence along made her happy. "Me too. You need to come around more often, sweetie."

runs a hand through her hair, smiling fondly at the nuzzling. "Oui, I agree. I am sorry for having been busy lately, but I will try to

visit more often now~"

nods, letting her cheek rest against his chest. "Good, good..." She sighs softly. "Because I've been lonely as of late."

brushes her hair back behind her ear, blinking at this. "Ma belle princesse, lonely? That's unacceptable." He kisses her

forehead. "I am sorry. You are free to visit me any time, as well."

smiles, snuggling Into his chest. "Merci." she breathes contently. France was so sweet. Unlike the other one.

smiles and relaxes against the floor, continuing to brush her hair back with his fingers. He'd be surprised to be called sweet.

- "Stay with me tonight?" She asks softly, idly curling a lock of his hair between his fingers.

blinks a little at that, but nods. "Oui, of course if you want me to," he smiles.

would rather not be alone. Besides, she was enjoying his company. She leans up to lightly kiss his nose. "Good. Let's get you some hot-

-chocolate~"

chuckles softly at the kiss, nodding. "Sounds good to me ma cherie. You'll have to get up first though," he smiles, kissing her

cheek. "Human blankets do not lend well to standing."

giggles and gets up off of him, tugging him up as well. It would be like a sleepover party. >w<

laughs gently, standing with her and brushing himself off. He hadn't had a... non-sexual sleepover in quite a while.

she leads him over to the kitchen to get some hot chocolate started. "Oh! Can I braid your hair?" ;w; She really reeeeally wanted to.

follows after her, smiling pleasantly. He laughs a little at the request though. "You want to braid my hair? I am not

sure that will look very good on me, you know." He would let her do it though.

- "Of course you will! You're gorgeous, Francis." She smiles at him happily. Sleepovers meant a lot of junk food. Hmmm. Chips? Nah..

chuckles at that. "Well true, I am. I suppose you may~" He would think wine, cheese, and chocolates would be just perfect~

squees a bit. Yay. She was thinking maybe.. chocolate covered fruit sounded yummy. She didn't have any decent wine though. D:

hums softly, amused at her reaction. He would be disappointed at the lack of wine, but he supposes it's not vital..

apologizes. She had beer, though. v.v

settle for beer then~

goes to find him one~

hums, settling himself down on a chair as she goes to find it, running a hand through his hair.