A/N: The dialogue in this chapter will be completely in French. (No, I will not be using Google translate. I avoid using that for full sentences. I'm fluent in French. If I make any grammatical or spelling errors, please let me know and I'll fix it.) If you are not confident in your French skills, I will put a version without the French underneath. Just scroll down until you see ENGLISH VERSION in all-caps. :)
"Papa? Qu'est-ce que tu voulais parler à propos?"
France smiled slightly when he heard Canada speaking in French.
"Ton français n'est pas parfait, mais au moins tu essayes."
"Je m'excuse." Canada rolled his eyes.
"C'est d'accord. Alors, tu es avec Cuba?"
"Oui et je l'aime. Ça ne fait pas de différence si j'ai l'approbation d'Amérique."
"Je sais, je sais. J'ai seulement une question." France sighed. Canada arched an eyebrow and he continued, "Est-ce que tu es content avec lui?"
"Oui! Je l'aime!" Canada snapped.
"Mais es-qu'il est bien à toi?"
"Je... je crois que oui..."
"'Tu crois que oui'?"
"Il est dé fois violent quand il croit que je suis Amérique, mais... mais cela ce n'est pas son faute. Nous sommes seulement trop similaires."
"Je peux vous différencier."
"Tu es mon Papa."
"Il est ton beau."
Canada went silent and looked away.
"Je veux que tu es content, Canada." France sighed.
"Je sais. Merçi, Papa."
"De rien."
ENGLISH VERSION
"Papa? What did you want to talk about?"
France smiled slightly when he heard Canada speaking in French.
"Your French isn't perfect, but at least you try."
"I'm sorry." Canada rolled his eyes.
"It's fine. So you're with Cuba?"
"Yes, and I love him. I don't care if I have America's approval or not."
"I know, I know. I just have a question." France sighed. Canada arched an eyebrow and he continued, "Are you happy with him?"
"Yes! I love him!" Canada snapped.
"But is he good to you?"
"I... I think so..."
"'You think so'?"
"He's sometimes violent when he thinks that I'm America, but... but that's not his fault. We're just too similar to tell apart!"
"I can tell you apart."
"You're my Papa."
"He's your boyfriend."
Canada went silent and looked away.
"I want you to be happy, Canada." France sighed.
"I know. Thank you, Papa."
"It's nothing."
A/N: Wow... I really don't envy the translators at Funimation. It's freaking hard! XD Yeah, sorry about the crappy translation. I'm not sure how much of it is because I suck and how much is because it just doesn't translate well to English. Oh, well.
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