Papa!FranceXchild!Reader: You are Not Useless
The small child gazed out the window- watching her mother walk away.
"[Name], are you hungry?"
She turned to look at the French nation. "Yes, Papa."
France picked her up and carried her to the kitchen, setting her down at the table while he prepared lunch the two of them. [Name] let her mind wonder, thinking about the events that just took place. Her caretaker and mother had dropped her off at France's house about an hour ago- telling her that she would have to say with her Papa France for a while. [Name] was a French and [country name] territory- her people speaking both her mother's and father's language.
"[Name], be a good little girl for your Papa okay?" Her mother had instructed in haste. "Mama won't be around for a while."
"Okay Mama," [Name] had replied reluctantly. She watched her Mama and Papa talk in hushed tones- her Papa seemed worried and frustrated while Mama looked angry and sad; what was happening?
France set some food down in front of her and the two ate in a peaceful silence. Afterwards he told her explore the large house while he cleaned up the kitchen. She went into the living room and found a cartoon to watch while she waited for France.
"Did you not want to explore the house?" France asked when he found her curled up on the couch.
She shook her head, "Non." He sat next to her and she crawled onto his lap, laying her head onto his chest. "Papa…Mama's not coming back is she?"
She felt France tense up as he answered: "Why do you ask that sweetie?"
"I just have this feeling Papa," She replied softly, tears threatening to fall. "She didn't say that she loved me when she left a-and I heard her talking to her boss and she told him I was useless to her country, that I had nothing to offer." Tears streamed down her face. "Mama thinks I'm useless…Mama doesn't want me!"
France held his daughter tight, rocking her back and forth. He knew what she was feeling- useless and alone. It brought old wounds back because he remembered when he had abandoned his dear son Canada. "Sh, everything will be alright. I don't know about your Mama but I want you. You are not useless because you will grow into a strong country one day and I will be right there by your side."
Here's my chance to make things right. I couldn't be there for Canada, but I can be there for [Name]. He thought, stroking her hair tenderly.
"Promise Papa?" She whimpered, looking up into his blue eyes.
He kissed her forehead and continued to hold her small form in his arms. "I promise [Name], Je t'aime."
"I love you too Papa."