(Author's Note: This chapter will have lyrics in it so I'll say it again, Dark Horse belongs to Katy Perry (as far as I know). Also, I don't own Hetalia or the picture.... All that being said, please enjoy Chapter Seven)
~Four Weeks Since Matthew and Katie's Discussion~
Time: 1:00 am on Monday
Point of View: Matthew
"Maple, wake up~" a familiar french-accented voice whispers almost inaudibly to me, I open one eye and glare at the man.
"Francis, do you realize how early it is," I hiss just as quietly, not moving from my bed.
"Oui~ (yes~)" he answers simply, smiling down at me.
"And that tone means 'I don't really care that it's one in the morning'," I respond quietly, voice practically dripping in grumpy sarcasm.
"As cute as your grumpiness is, little maple, this is important," Francis assures, sounding suddenly serious.
"What could possibly be so important that it wakes up the king of 'I need my beauty sleep' this early in the morning?" I inquire sourly.
"Information that my maple needs to know," the french werewolf says quickly, pulling at me as he adds, " Now please get up and get dressed, Matthew."
"Whoa, whoa! Your maple?" I question, blushing and staring at the man.
"I'll explain later," Francis whispers, leaving quickly.
"Is it just me or did he look a little pained?" I muse mentally, getting up silently and grabbing the change of clothes I had set out last night.
After getting changed into my hoodie and jeans as quietly as I can, I put my shoes on and run out of the room. Upon entering the hall right outside my room, however, I nearly run into Francis.
"Well, hello there Matthew," Francis jokes quietly, grabbing my hand gently and leading me out of the castle.
"So where are you leading me to now, Francis?" I ask quietly, watching my werewolf guide carefully as we both sprint away from the gothic style castle that has become home for me and Alfred.
"Home," Francis whispers softly, my eyes widen.
Time: 1:15 am on Monday
Point of View: Alfred
[Knock knock
"Yes?" I ask softly.
"Alfred, are you ready?" The familiar voice of my cancerian friend inquires gently through the dark oaken door.
"Katie...." I whisper after a moment and, as if sensing my hesitation, she enters the room.
Still on edge, I watch quietly as my female friend closes the door silently and walks up to me.
"Alfred, what's wrong?" She questions gently, adding quickly, "and don't say 'nothing', annoying me like that is Taz's job!"
I let out a light chuckle before murmuring lightly, "Jitters, nothin' else lil' darlin'."
"Jones, that dialect is charmin' 'n all but ya should stop usin' it on lil' ol' me," Katie giggles back in the same dialect, continuing quickly with a mischievous whisper of, "Ya should be usin' it on the queen~"
"Oh, believe you me, Imma plannin' too~" I coo in a mischievous tone, we both burst into a fit of laughter.
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Dark Horse: A Song-Inspired Yandere! Cardverse! UkUs FanFiction
Romance**Author's Note: First and foremost, I do not own Hetalia or the pictures, I only came up with the story because (and other cardverse hetalia fans may agree with me here) I feel there are not enough Yandere! Cardverse! UkUs fan fictions out there (I...
