It started with a wedding. No wait, that's not quite right.

It started with an orphanage. One day on his lunch break, he happened by while the kids were playing in the yard. He stopped to watch them for a while, a soft smile on his face as he watched several of them start a game of tag. Soon, he found himself going by there every chance he got, that same smile on his face as he would watch the children play. It awoke a certain longing in him that he'd never felt before.

One afternoon while watching the children play, a little blond boy worked up the courage to come talk to him.

"Hi! What's your name?" the boy asked. Francis looked down in mock surprise, having been secretly watching as the boy and his friends tried to get each other to come over.

"My name is Francis. What is yours?"

"I'm Alfred." The boy grinned. "Your voice is funny! You sound like Mattie when he talks English!"

"Well, that's because I am from France," Francis said. "Who is Mattie?"

"He's my friend!" Alfred looked around. "Oh, I gotta go find him!" The boy ran off without a second thought. Throughout the next several weeks Alfred came over to talk to Francis as often as he saw him, sometimes dragging a friend or two with him, but Francis never met or saw 'Mattie'. No matter how often he searched the yard, the boy was never in sight. He didn't give up though, and he gradually formulated a plan. It would take some time, but it would be worth it. He smiled as he walked away from the orphanage. He couldn't wait.

OmgwhatisthisIdon'tevenknow. Sorry if France seems like a pedophile, this part did not come out the way I wanted it. I swear the next part will be better!

I got this idea at work. (along with many others) I guess that's what comes with working at a library. XP I'm sorry about this bit of fail. The next chapter will be more focused in the plot, I just had to do some kind of introduction.

Fail title is fail.