Ai Ferlansia Ai
"Bring out the real you"
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Francis had just finished making apple stew for the group but decided to join in the snark remarks the others made on Arthur and he glared at him.
What? Fine I will feed you*Francis feeds him while he shot daggers from his eyes. As the apple stew melts in his mouth, Arthur closed his eyes. When the third spoon touches his lips, he opened his eyes and glared at the spoon skeptically until Francis had to use some force to penetrate those tightly shut lips.
Have you not heard from Alasdair, mo lennan, hmm? I will take care of you. You silly little Englishman.
I hate you*Gave him the 'I am watching you' gesture when Francis shoved another spoonful of the apple stew into his mouth.
Yeah hate me but I still have to feed you non?
That's you job.
Afon (Welsh) : Poor Francis
POOR FRANCIS! EXCUSE YOU! HAVE NOT YOU HEARD WHAT HE DID!
He died protecting you once.
THAT! WELL... That, I don't care about that... That does not count.
Afon : He waited patiently for you for millenniums.
THAT is not counted either! HANG ON WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON! You are all suppose to be part of the British Isles you vicious ,abominable pompous arsemongers! TRAITORS!
Afon: There you have it poor Francis.
I hate ALL OF you guys! In fact I hate the lot of you old liggers more than I hate Francis!
Francis:😅Let's eat? Guys?
Alasdair:Oi Francis! Call him Sassenach for us.
Francis: Sassenach?
All others : Amen.
SCREW YOU GUYS I AM LEAVING! YOU MEANIES! AND YOU! FRANCIS YOU TRAITOR BASTARD DASTARDLY LITTLE SHRIMP! * sits down and cross his arms.
Francis:I thought we agreed it was a lobster.
When you make me angry it is a shrimp, no arguments. You cocky crooked cross eyed son of a wobbly dingle dang!
Francis brought Arthur back to the Isles of Man.
Aye! What did you do to the Daughter of Britannia what have you done with him you bloody Frenchman?
Birds and bees, I brought him back because he is disturbed in his sleep. He needs to be on his homeland to strengthen back so I brought him here.
(This is a special physical trait unique to my AU, I will get in detail in the actual story so for now Arthur is pregnant.)
Aye. Mama will cook for ye, come in. MA! Sassenach is back!
😩*sighs
Whats wrong?
He is still calling me sassenach! I gotta have a come back for him. Maybe Haggie Waggie!
Mother: OH! Baby darling you are back and I see you brought a baggage with you.
A real noisy one, kicks all day and all night.
Alasdair: Sit down
Stop calling me sassenach.
It is a term of endearment.
It is a bad name for an English person shut up, I have been catching up on your shows.
Wo, I must be surprised.
You are in a good mood.
That is because you aren't. How's the baby for ya?
Sleepless nights thanks.
Aye here some tea.
OH! Francis can make them no troubles.
Nae bother. I just happen to be making some for Afon that's all.
God it is not Cinnamon tea is it?
Make a guess.
Aengus : Hey! Hey! Jolly you are back, what's the story!
Rough mornings and sleepless nights.
My gosh! Well you can rest here.
I hope so the baby is not allowing it, Francis massage me, my feet are killing me.
Mmnn...*Kisses and massages him
Arthur: OH GOD! What happen to your hair!
Aengus: What?
YOUR HAIR!
Oh this, I grew them obviously.
You look better shaved and tidy.
Why don't you comment on Alasdair's! He grew his too!
I am different I am Scots, I look cool no matter what style I wear, I want I cut, I want to leave it long I faking leave it on.
I never piss off Scottie.
Aye he knows better.