opens the door, blinking in surprise as soon as he sees who it is. "Marianne...? Who's this?"

shows Tristan to him, "Arthur, this... is Seychelles. My Seychelles. He's usually much bigger, but Ann was apparently playing with spells_

currently in Marianne's arms. "Big brother~" he greets. Wait... he kinda looks like big sister!

again. Do you think you can fix it?" She turns a hopeful gaze to him.

frowns, looking at the boy. "I... suppose I can. Come on in," he says, stepping aside to let them in.

walks in with Tristan, looking about England's house in curiosity. She'd never been inside before. "You have a nice house, Arthur~"

smiles slightly, leading them to the living room. "Thank you. I'll be just a moment." He then goes to fetch his magic books,

coming back just a minute later to flip through them. "Hmm..."

comes in with Marianne and looks around the house. "Fixing? Sey... chelles?" he asks. That seemed familiar. Why did that sound like it was

him? He was a very confused boy!

surprised that Tristan doesn't even know he's Seychelles. "Tristan... you're the country of Seychelles. You were changed into your kid form_

by Ann. Big Brother Arthur is going to help change you back now, oui?"

frowns, scanning through pages and pages of spells. "Strange, I could've sworn that spell was here somewhere..."

His memories were completely wiped by the spell- he only knew his human name and what other people told him. "I was... changed into kid

form?" he frowns. But that doesn't sound right! "i'm Seychelles... that's such a girly name!"

chuckles at Tristan's response. "Oui, you're Seychelles. ...Arthur, you didn't lose the spell, did you?" She sounds worried.

flips. And flips. And flips. "...Ann might've misplaced it somewhere... or maybe I did." A frown. "I can't find the spell."

frowns, "Is there any way you could find the spell again..? Or perhaps find Ann? She would surely have the spell, oui?"

not sure how he feels about all this new information. Or the fact that Big Brother Arthur might have lost the spell. So he's just going to

be quiet for now and nuzzle with his fish plushie.

hums, thinking. "Ann might know, if she's the one who used it last... I've no idea where she is, though."

sighs and cuddles Tristan to her. She didn't even know if he would stay like this forever... "Ah, do you know if the spell might wear off on

its own?"

. "Perhaps... a month or two, minimum. It depends on the caster. I can go try and look for Ann, if you'd like."

cuddled by maman! She was so nice and warm. He decides to interject. "Why is it so bad that I'm like this?" He thinks he's just fine!

hums in thought and looks at Tristan. "...well, if it's only for a month or two... Who knows where Ann's flown off to by now..." She hugs_

him more tightly, nuzzling his chubby cheeks. "I can take care of him until then~ Mon petit fils~"

thinks; it'd be much better if Tristan were to get rid of that French... "I can take care of him."

hugged even more tightly and coos. "... Why can't you both take care of me?" He looks at Arthur, "Isn't she your maman too?"

blinks, looking at the child, then at Marianne. "No, she isn't. And it isn't maman, it's 'mother'."

frowns! "But how can you be my big brother... if she's not your maman? But you look like big sister... so you must be related!" Then he

shakes her head and frowns at England, "Non, he's mon fils.

tilts his head, "But I prefer maman. Mother sounds so cold!"

(Ffff- sorry, enter key)

shakes her head and frowns at England, "Non, he's mon fils. You're not making him English. Oui, Tristan, call me maman~ He's... not mon fils

it's complicated. Just call him big brother, oui?"

frowns. "It's mother, Tristan. And no, I do believe I received custody of Seychelles."

"But I found him first! Tristan is mon fils, you're not taking him away from me." She frowns deeply at him.

a bit bad, but... "I'm not taking him away from you; I'm merely teaching him proper English."

frowns too. This is confusing! But he'll call Arthur big brother and Maman... maman. "Why can't you both look after me?" he asks. Although

Big Brother hasn't given him a reason to like him yet! Except he looks like Big Sister...

pets Tristan, "It's alright, maman can take care of you perfectly well alone. Big Brother is probably too busy anyway, oui?"

to correct Seychelles' English, damnit! "No, I'm not. Ann and I can take care of her."

sends a glare his way. She was fierce when it came to her children. "Non. Ann was the one who turned him into this. Who knows what spells_

you might cast on him if he's in your care? Non. I will take care of him."

nuzzles Maman's hand. She seems so much nicer! Plus she hadn't left her like Big Sister had! "Big brother isn't too busy?"

sighs. If it was Francis, he'd probably argue more. Somehow, it was most difficult, against Marianne. "...No, I'm not. And I'm Arthur."

nods head. "Okay Arthur~" He peers at the other, "Why do look like big sister Ann? Except you're not dressed as an angel..."

blinks, just barely able to resist reaching over to pat Tristan's head. "She's... a close relative of mine."

still in maman's arms holding his fish plushie. He bites his lip deep in thought. "So that's maman," he gestures to Marianne, "Then there's

Big Sister Ann. And you're just... Arthur. Who is related to Ann... but no me?"

. "Ah... well... You can consider me your older brother, too. Whatever Ann is to you, I am as well."

watches the interaction and thinks that England is not that bad as a parent... "Oui, he's part of our family too."

nods his head. "Oh okay! Big Sister was the first one to find me~ She made me a friend..." He frowns, "Except he was a catboy." He pauses

"They're the arch enemies of the mer people try! Cats eat fish you know!" He looks absolutely scandalized.

blinks, confused until he remembers Seychelles' obsession with fish. "Yes, well... you'll just have to help keep the cats away from the

fish, then."

chuckles and pets his head to calm him down. "Oui, oui. That was dangerous then?" A thought occurs to her and she wonders who the catboy was

"Tristan, what was the name of the catboy?"

clings to Marianne pretty tightly. "He might have eaten me!" He looks fairly upset at this notion.