happens upon the little kid and picks him up, cooing at him. "Ah~ What an adorable little child~ You remind me of someone, strangely..."

picked up by a strange, pretty lady! "Bonjour pretty lady!" he greets happily as he studies her, "And thank you! I am very cute!"

smiles at him, he just made her want to hug him. He even knew her language, too. "Bonjour~ Where did you come from, mon petit?"

nuzzles his fish plushie as he thinks. "Um... I don't know! But my name is Tristan! And I have a big sister! She knows magic!"

"Well, nice to meet you, Monsieur Tristan! Is your big sister nearby? Are you lost?" She looks about to see if there are any little girls_

around. Perhaps she was anxiously looking for her lost little brother.

looks up from his nuzzling and pipes up cheerfully, "And it's nice to meet you pretty lady!" He bites his lip, "I don't know where big

sister is. She flew away. But that's okay... I was playing make believe! Although it's not really make believe... I am a merman who has been

turned into a human!"

blinks and doesn't quite know what to make of this information. Perhaps the little kids were playing a game? "Ah.. She flew away? Did she_

leave you here by yourself...?" She chuckles when he tells her he's a merman. "Ahh, is that why you have this fish plushie?"

nods his head. "Yup! She said something about granting more wishes to people. Big sister said she wasn't an angel, but I think she is one!"

The boy nods his head again, "Oui, oui! He's my guardian until I can be reunited with my kingdom!"

shakes her head, what an irresponsible older sister. The little boy reminded her of her own son, Tristan, somehow. He was already full-grown

though, so surely... When he mentioned an angel, her eyes widened. "Un moment, your sister... is an angel?" That sounded suspiciously like-

"Is your sister's name... Ann?"

once again nods his head. "Oui, she is! She looks like one and she knows magic!" Wait, why did the pretty lady look so shocked? Maybe she

wasn't used to seeing angels. "Oh pretty lady is smart! That is big sister's name! How did you know?"

blinks in shock before taking a closer look at the boy. It was Tristan! Her son! ...who had somehow reverted back to his childhood thanks to

a certain wand-wielding someone. "...Tristan, it's maman, don't you remember me?" She stares worriedly into his eyes. Had his memory been_

affected by whatever spell that Angleterre had used on him?

frowns at the other. She was her maman? "Non, I don't.. but if you say you are, then you must! That's what big sister said... I didn't

remember she was my big sister until she told me! You're a very pretty maman! Me, you, and big sister are one big happy family~" he rambles

frowns, she had a word or two to have with Ann about using spells on their children. She tries to smile for Tristan, pecking his cheek. "Oui

I'm your maman~ Ah, you have siblings too, cher. Would you like to play with them while I find your big sister?"

When Tristan goes back to normal, he'll also probably have a word or two for Ann on using spells on people. But there will be curses

involved. But alas, for now you have cute oblivious Tristan. His eyes widen more. "I have more siblings! Oui! I would like to play with

them!"

(Whoa, how did my response for another thread end up here.)

(...now it disappears. Plurk is screwing with me. B|)

[Uh... what other response? It totally made sense to me man.]

[Plurk screws with everybody. D; I think. I know plurk screws with me.]

(Now it screws with me too. xD;; )

on the most appropriate person to leave the child with while she looks for Ann to get her to undo the spell. Alicia was probably busy, _

Francis was... and Antonio or Gilbert... Maria was out too. Perhaps Isabella...? Oh! Arthur was probably the best choice. He might know how_

to break the spell. "Ah, we'll go to your older brother's place, oui?" She carries the child and walks over to England's house.

(She totally forgot about-- who?)

[Maddie or Canada! LOL]

(Oh, should we make a new thread and drag England in? xD)

"Big... brother?" he inquires cutely, "What's his name?" He wonders how many siblings he has. And why can't he remember them? He lets

himself be carried to England's house.

resists the urge to pinch his cheeks at his cuteness. "His name is Arthur. You can call him Angleterre too." She knocks at his door and_

waits for an answer.

"Angleterre?" he asks, the french word rolling off of his tongue, "Doesn't that mean England?" He wonders what this new big brother will be

like as they wait for an answer.

tells him, "Oui, your big brother is Angleterre. Maman is Francaise~" She taps her foot impatiently as she waits for England to answer.

(I'll make a new thread?)