Child!2p!Canada x Child!Reader: Make Believe

“Look (y/n)” Lenore walked over and handed her younger cousin a dandelion. (y/n) was now the age of five, Lenore being six.


“Pretty” (y/n) giggled as Lenore tucked it into her hair. The two girls played in the yard of Flavio’s mansion under the watch of Kuro and Lutz.


“(Y/n)! Someone’s here to see you!” Flavio called out, meaning Luciano was home.


(y/n) stood on her short legs and brushed the grass and dirt off before running inside. Lenore dashed after her eagerly into the large estate.


“Papa!” (y/n) beamed as she flashed her small teeth at him. Luciano smiled and picked her up in a warm hug.


“I’ll be having guests over later, so let Uncle Flavio dress you up” Luciano murmured as Flavio led the girls into one of the large dressing rooms.


“Do I gotta wear a dumb dress?” Lenore asked


“Yes, both of you. You’ll be in big trouble if you get dirty!” Flavio chided as he placed both girls inside dresses. (y/n) wore a (f/c) dress with a (s/f/c) ribbon around her waist and her dandelion in her hair. Lenore wore a purple dress with black ribbon tied at the waist; her hair adorned a large purple bow.


“This is stupid” Lenore growled as Flavio brushed her short hair.


“Deal with it mia princepessa” Flavio laughed as the two girls slipped on knee high socks and their nicest shoes.


“So who’s coming?” Lenore asked


“Some of the Allies. They have four boys around your age” Flavio explained



“Welcome Britannia” Luciano greeted as a tall blonde woman walked in. She wore a long red dress with a white shawl over her shoulders. Her medium blonde hair sat in curls that framed her face. She had tired purplish-red eyes that scanned the room.


“Nice to see that Remus’ grandsons have grown so much” she mused and spotted Lenore and (y/n).


“I see you have children as well. Both of them yours?” she asked Luciano.


“No, just (y/n). Lenore is Flavio’s adopted child” Luciano added


“My boys are they’re age. Matt, Al, Oliver, Francis!” she called and four boys walked in. One wore a red plaid shirt and torn jeans; the other wore a white shirt and faded jeans. The third wore a black dress shirt and tan dress pants. The last wore tan slacks and a light pink shirt that was covered by a neon blue sweater-vest and had a bright pink bowtie. The third and fourth child were dressed nicer than the younger two.


“Say hello boys” she looked down at them


“Hello….” The three boys mumbled


“Hello!!” the fourth smiled brightly at the girls



“Go play outside children” The woman smiled as the boys walked behind the girls.


“So who’re you?” Lenore asked as the first boy growled


“The name’s Matt, and don’t you forget it!” he hissed as she glared at him


“I’m Al, what’s your name dollface?” the second boy winked at (y/n) who hid behind her cousin.


“I’m Lenore, and this is my little cousin (y/n)!” Lenore stood her ground.

“I’m Oliver and this is Francis! It’s nice to meet you!” the brightly colored boy grinned widely and shook their hands eagerly.


“Let’s go play on the swings (y/n)” Lenore grabbed (y/n) and led her over the swing-set.


“I’ll push you, get on” Lenore lifted (y/n) onto the seat and started pushing her. (y/n) smiled and kicked her legs to go higher.


“What’re we, chopped liver!?” Al yelled and marched over.  


“No, but you certainly smell like it” Lenore smirked


“You little…” before Al could make a move, Oliver intervened.


“Behave or I’ll tell Mother what you did….” Oliver grinned as Al clenched his fists tightly.


“You’re gonna be my future girlfriend” Matt declared as he stared down at (y/n) who gulped and nervously stared back at him.


“Let’s play wedding!” Oliver suggested as the four stared at the six year old.


“How do we play?” (y/n) asked in her naivety state of mind


“Ok, I’ll be the priest, Matt’s the groom, Al’s the best man, Lenore’s the bridesmaid, and Francis…..you can be the ring barer” Oliver plucked a handful of wildflowers and made (y/n) hold them and pretend to be the bride. He twisted a blade of grass into a ring and made Francis hold it as he moved people around.


“Do you, Mattie take (y/n) to be your waffle-y wedded wife?” Oliver asked Matt


“It’s lawfully” Francis corrected as he rolled his eyes


“Duh! And don’t call me Mattie!” Matt spat


“Ok, do you (y/n) take Matt to be your husband?” Oliver asked


“I dunno” (y/n) shrugged nonchalantly


“What’d you mean you don’t know?! Yes or no?!” Matt demanded


“Yes! Don’t yell!” (y/n) whined


“Does anybody object?” Oliver asked


“I do!” Al and Lenore both intervened


“I wanna marry (y/n)” Al growled


“I don’t want anybody marrying (y/n)!” Lenore objected


“Why?”


“She’s five!” Lenore snapped


“This is make-believe!” Oliver whined


“Fine…” Lenore gave in seeing as how it was an innocent game


“You may kiss the bride!” Oliver declared as Matt leaned down and kissed (y/n). (y/n) made an upset expression and wiped her mouth


“Yucky! Cooties!” (y/n) gagged and she spat out saliva to distinguish the sensation of the kiss.

“Hahahaha!” Al and Lenore both laughed as Matt scowled in distaste. Oliver grinned until he saw his Mother waiting for them.


“Children, come here!” she called as the boys dashed towards her.


“Matt got married to (y/n)!” Oliver chirped as his mother looked over at (y/n) and smiled


“That sounds exciting. Maybe you two can get married in the future” she giggled


“She said I had cooties….” Matt frowned further


“Go say goodbye” his mother nudged them back


“Bye, see ya around doll face!” Al grinned at (y/n)


“Farewell” Francis hurried away from them as Matt shyly hugged (y/n) goodbye


“You’ll be mine someday too!” Oliver grinned as he swiftly pecked Lenore’s cheek and ran off with his mother and brothers.


“Now you got cooties too!” (y/n) giggled as Lenore blushed and rubbed her cheek roughly.



“Did you two have fun?” Flavio asked


“Uh-huh. (y/n) got married and we both got cooties” Lenore nodded


“WHAT?!” Luciano hollered


“Matt married (y/n) and kissed her and Oliver kissed me” she explained


“Mia bella bambina is too young!” Luciano growled and hugged his daughter


“I got cooties papa!” (y/n) cheered as he sighed


“I’m so glad. That means you won’t kiss any boys” he groaned


“Why do you keep staring out the window?” Flavio asked Lenore


“I’m gonna marry Oliver someday!” Lenore sighed dreamily as Flavio fainted


“When you marry Matt for real, I’ll be your bridesmaid, and when I marry Oliver, you be mine, deal?” Lenore held out her pinky


“deal!” (y/n) smiled and hooked their pinkies together.