ChildFrancexChildReader :Cat's Cradle:

“Bonjour,______! Guess what?” Francis asked tilting his head; with his hands behind him.

“Hm…what?” you asked narrowing your eyes.

“No no! guess!” he protested.

“What?!” you asked once more,

“Just guess” Francis replied; slightly scrunching up his face in frustration.

“But I am no good at it so just tell me what!” you replied in a huff.

“Okay  okay!”
“Look!” he said holding out his hands, for you to see.

“Hm? Your hands are all tangled up!” You huffed frustrated.

“Non,Mon ami!”
“It’s a game!" he laughed.

“Permet de jouer le berceau du chat!” Francis said excitedly, he got so exited that he was forgetting that you couldn’t understand French.

“Wa! There you go again with all the French!” You said holding you head confused at his words

“I don’t get it!” You complained.
“Aw! But it’s the language of love! That’s what papa said!”

“Now say it properly” you pouted, definitely not pleased with your friend confusing you with all the French.

He nodded not wanting to anger you,

‘I was saying, “Lets play cat’s cradle!” he repeated his words not happy that he had to say it twice.

“Okay? But why don’t you get your hands untangled before we play.” You said slightly tilting your head.

“Non! You play it with these strings!” He told you before you “helped” him “untangle” the strings.

“I knew that.” you huffed in defence.

“Okay okay, come closer so we can start.”

"uh..lets see you go like this and that " Francis kept  on mumbling  those words until he got you to get the strings off his hand.

"huh..Francis, now my hands are tangled!" you had started crying.

‘There was only a little things, that your little brain could handle.’

"um…" he started panicking at the sight of you crying.

"Look you got me all tangled up!" you sobbed you said as he started to "untangle" you.

"There..!" he sighed in relived, But you were still sobbing.

'hmm..papa said not to make girls cry, even if it wasn't your fault, apologize'

"Mon ami! Look i am sorry!" he smiled at you so you could return the gesture.

"Now then tell me what you want to play _____!"
"ummm" you tried to think of something, putting your hand under your chin, you though really hard.

"We can play! Rescue the princess!" you declared happily.

"Okay…" Francis replied looking unsure.

"You be the princess!” Before he could say another word of protest you ran away.

"What non!" he protested and started to run after you as fast as his little feet could take him.

'hmm…why not? He looks pretty enough...'