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"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!" you sang.
You were at your room, jumping on your bed as you sang ones more.
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!"
"Poppet?" the door opened as you saw Oliver, Matthieu and Allen enter. Francois was behind them.
"Who taught you that song?" Allen asked.
"No one~! I heard uncle Francois sing this song while he's at shower~!" you replied.
Oliver ran towards you and hugged you, telling how you sang so cute.
Matthieu and Allen looked at Francois, waiting for his responds.
"****..."
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!" you sang.
You were at your room, jumping on your bed as you sang ones more.
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!"
"Poppet?" the door opened as you saw Oliver, Matthieu and Allen enter. Francois was behind them.
"Who taught you that song?" Allen asked.
"No one~! I heard uncle Francois sing this song while he's at shower~!" you replied.
Oliver ran towards you and hugged you, telling how you sang so cute.
Matthieu and Allen looked at Francois, waiting for his responds.
"****..."
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(H/C)= Hair Color
(H/L)= Hair length
(H/T)= Hair texture
(E/C)= Eye color
(S/C)= Skin Color
____ = Your name
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Your POV
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_____'s eyes widen as you look over the man cautiously before nodding. She couldn't help the small smile that formed on your lips as he held his hand out and she took it happily. It was rough and calloused...and really big, it seemed to engulf her small hand as he led her over to the office where the pink haired man and the nun had walked into. She could feel her heart beating rapidly in
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Oh my god! I love this song so f**king much! My mom taught this yo me like a year ago!