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"Well Ms. Everdeen, would you like to accompany me to the theatre tonight?" Your friend Arthur read off the paper in front of him.

"I-I, I cant do this!" You yelled crestfallen tossing your script to the ground and moping on the soft grass below you.

You and your for friends Arthur, Matthew, Francis and Alfred were all sitting on the lush field in a nearby park. The clouds painted the sky like fluffy marshmallows, birds chirped and squirrels scattered around clambering up trees. Arthur had been trying to help you with your lines for the past hour and you just couldn't seem to get the lines down.

"Ma Cherie, of course you can." Francis cooed from beside you, pulling you down to him and holding you close to him.

"Why did they cast me as the lead? I can't pull this off." You quietly said, hiding your face from the four pairs of eyes that were on you.

"Dude! You were amazing at your audition! You'll do fine, it's probably Arthur throwing you off-"

"You wanker! It is not!"

"I'll be your hero!" Alfred finished smiling a toothy grin.

"No, I just don't want to practice anymore. I am way too worried about this, school, university applications." You rapidly fired off. "I am going to be a lonely, worried cat lady!" You sobbed into Francis' shirt.

"_-____?" You heard a soft voice say, barely above a whisper. You turned over to see Matthew, his violet eyes gleaming he was hugging his polar tightly to his chest, the soft breeze blowing his blonde curl around.

"Yeah Matthew?" You asked turning your attention to the quiet Canadian.

"H-Hakuna Matata." He stated, you arched a brow at the Canadian.

"What a wonderful phrase Matthew!" Arthur exclaimed.

"Hakuna Matata?" You asked confused.

"I-It ain't n-no passing craze." Matthew blushed holding his bear closer to his face.

"What on earth are you guys going on about?" You questioned getting up from your spot by Francis and walking over to the other three.

"Dude? Haven't you heard? It means no worries for the rest of your days!" Alfred exclaimed.

"Ah, it's our problem free philosophy ma Cherie." Francis stated getting up and standing next to you.

"Hakuna Matata." You repeated, the word foreign on your tongue.

"You see when this wanker here-" Arthur said pointing at Francis. "Was a young git."

"When I was a young, handsome git." Francis winked.

"Very you Francis." You laughed playfully punching him.

"He found his life lacked a certain thing, he was dazed and confused. Not a brand new thing." Arthur laughed.

"Oui, I wasn't always this charming and confident." Francis smiled.

"I find that hard to believe bro." Alfred laughed draping his arm over your shoulder.

"Alfred? You hand may rest on my shoulder, no where lower." You growled at the American.

"O-Oh what a s-shame Francis." Matthew squeaked from behind his bear.

"Oui, it was 'orrible." Francis dramatically cried onto your other shoulder.

"Poor Francey Pants." You cooed, ruffling his hair, and getting Alfred's arm off you too.

"Oui, but you see after that I found a blonde and we ended up-"

"You bloody frog! Not in front of Matthew!" Arthur scolded, pointing to the blushing Canadian.

"Aw, Matthew." You squealed as you ran over to kiss his cheek. "You're so cute when you blush." You smiled as you hugged his side.

"Y-You're always cute ____." He stuttered kissing the top of your head shyly.

"Non, ____ est très, très belle." Francis winked.

"You bloody frog!" Arthur yelled.

"Hakuna Matata." Alfred yelled, dramatically tossing his arms in the air.

"What a wonderful phrase indeed." Arthur nodded.

"It means no worries for the rest of your days!" You yelled as you got off the blushing Canadian, running into the middle of the group and spinning around.

"It's our problem free, philosophy-"

"Hakuna Matata." Francis smiled taking your hand after you finished spinning and lightly kissing it.

"You git! You always have to cut me off!" Arthur yelled at the Frenchman.

"I can't 'elp the fact that I am perfect non?" Francis smiled, the two began to fight with each other, like they usually do.

"Here I thought, they may not fight today." You sighed watching the two attack each other.

"The hero will stop them!" Alfred proclaimed.

"No! Don't you'll just make it worse." You exclaimed restraining the American from going over.

"B-But I am the hero!" He pouted.

"Well, I need a hero!" You smiled. "You see I twisted my ankle and it hurts!" You stated pretending to fake the injury.

"I can take care of that!" Alfred smiled picking you up bridal style.

"My hero." You cooed kissing his cheek.

"Hakuna Matata!" You yelled gleefully.

"D-Does that mean y-you'll still be in the play?" Matthew quietly asked.

"Of course, with you guys around, I have no more worries." You smiled. "You can put me down now Alfred."

"But your-"

"Is fine." You stated kissing his cheek.

"Where is my kiss ma Cherie?" Francis asked taking a break from fighting with Arthur.

"Non-existent." You laughed.
"Just like his brain, love." Arthur smirked, earning a glare from Francis.

"You guys are the best." You sighed contently motioning for a group hug.

Alfred immediately ran over and spun you around, once back on your feet, Arthur hugged your side as did Matthew. France came from behind and hugged you by your waist.

"I have no worries when I am with you guys, friends forever?" You asked.

"Oui."

"Of course love."

"Always bro, I am the hero!"

"F-Forever ____."