hetalia father/mother-daughter scenarios

If you were born back then

You slowly got out of bed, careful to not wake up the younger children. You got dressed and went to the kitchen to see your mother cooking and your dad reading the morning papers. 

Did I forget to mention that you guys were a french family in ONTARIO at the time. (shocker i know... But for the sake of too many translations, imma keep it in english)

"Dear, can you go shopping in town today? I need to take (6 brothers and sisters) to school." She asked you giving you your eggs and oatmeal. You nodded and finished your breakfast.

You left the house with your basket and went by horse because it would be quite the ride. But of course, your brother came with you. 

You stopped by the Farmer's market and checked the produce, and hearing the teasing and hateful comments in the back. "Look! It's the snobby frenchies!" You heard one of the town ladies yell out mockingly.

"Forget about it Y/n" Your brother said, picking certain things and purchasing them. 

READ IF YOU WANT OR SKIP[Mini history lesson for the non-Canadians out there] The French and the English never really got along together, even now there's a small tension between us. One of the main reasons that the French stayed mostly in Quebec and certain maritime provinces. Well anyways, Ontario was amongst the provinces to be almost completely English, with the exceptions of small communities completely in French. In an English community, speaking French was basically asking to get made fun of, teased and forever shamed by everyone else. Other provinces still had this problem, but not as bad because there are communities who don't speak a word of English or French, like the many Ukrainians, Asians, German, and other communities.[History lesson over. I'm so sorry for the length]

You proceeded to buying more things before turning around to see one of the bigger brutes who tended to get more physical when confronted. A few weeks back, he nearly killed you because he didn't want your 'kind' around. He had almost stabbed you in the stomach with a knife before you blocked it with your arm. Luckily, your older brother, built like a bear, beat him up while walking through town to see his beloved.

From that day on, you had to have your brother with you. 

In the end, this wasn't the worse part of your day. It was falling off the horse. The ground hurt. But later that day, you picked up your brothers and sisters from school and laughed at their little stories of the day and proceeded to make some things with your mom and little sisters, enjoying the cosiness of your 'little' family and the weird laughs of your older brother.

France (1793)

One thing that was certain, was that you definitely did not want to be in your status and position. First class citizen. Why was that? 2 words for you.

French. Revolution.

Protests had been made all over the country, especially Versailles. 

And since your dad was really close to the king and his wife, you guys were staying at the palace. One night, a servant gave you and your dad some commoner's clothes and were told to escape as soon as possible. Without asking any questions, you both left in a hurry, wearing the clothes.

A few hours later, a disturbing news hit you both. The monarchs had been killed by guillotine. And the nobles close to them were getting the same treatment. you kinda like your head on your shoulders so you both left. 

Though someone had recognised your dad as one of the advisors of the king, he was put to the guillotine. But too bad your dad is immortal. 

The shock of the executor when the head rolled and said "That's not very nice, you know. Now pass me my body please."