Ian looked at his brother who jumped off the ship and made his way to the side of the ship "what is he doing?" he asked, watching as he swam under "a boy is out there" (Name) said, pointing outwards as Arthur reappeared holding a young boy who began to struggle soon afterwards. "why is there a boy in the middle of the ocean?" Ian asked with confusion written on his face as he watched the boy surrender to Arthur as he swam back "Ian! a little help would be nice!" Arthur shouted up as Ian threw down one end of a rope "your an idiot you know that!" he said, unamused of his brother and called for Alfred to help him pull him back up as (Name) ran off somewhere. eventually Arthur pushed himself up with his spare arm and sat on the deck, letting go of the confused little boy as Alfred crouched infront of him "hey! it's a kid! hey kid!" he exclaimed with a grin plastered on his face as Arthur rolled his eye's. the young boy looked confused "j-je ne sais pas ce qui votre dire" he said in a soft voice only making Alfred confused and look up at Ian and Arthur "hey, uh, I think he drank too much sea water" he said, pointing at the boy as Arthur rolled his eye's yet again "Alfred, he's obviously French. stop being an idiot" he said. (Name) came back with a blanket and ran over to the boy, putting the blanket over his shoulder's, gaining his attention and smiling at him "hello" she said as he blushed and smiled shyly "bonjour" he replied. "what is going on?" Francis asked making his way over to the small group, confused as to why Arthur was wet and a boy was on the ship, who was also wet. "(Name) found him out there." Arthur said as Francis turned his attention to the young boy, feeling his worry from the previous day sink away.

the boy turned his attention to Francis and gasped lightly "frère. votre mon frère" he said, instantly recongizing him from the painting he found. Francis looked confused and shooked as did Arthur Ian and Alfred "what did he say?" Arthur asked "h-he said I'm his big brother" Francis said, crouching in front of him "est votre nom Mattieu Bonnefoy" Francis asked in his native tongue to which the young boy nodded his head to, holding onto the blanket on his shoulder's as he answered back, answering all the question's Francis gave him. after a while Francis' expression turned sad as the young boy held onto the elder, who gladly except the embrace as the young boy began to cry. "Francis what's going on?" Arthur asked after watching what happened with not an idea of what was said "he's my little brother" Francis answered, sighing in relief as he stroked the back of the boy's head, who had the same blond hair as Francis. "frog face has a brother?" (Name) asked, surprised of the newly obtained information "yes. though Francis only ever knew him as a baby" Arthur answered. Alfred held onto (Name) "oh my god! it's so sad!" he sobbed as (Name) rolled her eye's. Francis turned back to look at Arthur, holding onto the boy tighter. Arthur sighed, not needing to hear anything and nodded his head "fine. he can stay. but has to learn English" Arthur said as Francis sighed in relief and thanked Arthur.