"What're you doing here?"
"What're you doing here?"
"Why are any of us here?"
"Arthur, there is no time for your existential crisis right now." Pierre laughed.
"Can you speak English guys, my French is still terrible" Carlos whined.
Fred had wandered off to meet someone important, while the group were congregated in a corner beside the bar.
"This is a party organised by the university, what're you doing here?"
"Fred got invited by one of our sponsors, Benitolli Publishing."
"Of course they invited you." Pierre snorted.
"What"
"He didn't even know you two were related. He funds like the whole archaeology department."
"Is that true?" Arthur asked
Y/n nodded smiling.
"Wait so how long are you here for?" Charles smiled.
"A few more days then we're going to the Amalfi Coast."
"Can I come?" Carlos asked laughing.
"How do you feel about manual labour" Y/n said patting him on the shoulder.
Carlos frowned
"Wait, can we come dig? Like can we make this a family holiday." Charles was like an excited child. Y/n turned to Pierre with a questioning look.
"It's fine with me."
"Okay, then sure, but we have to be at the site early tomorrow. And I won't go easy on you, you'll actually have to dig."
"Can I dig too?" Carlos asked shyly.
"Sure Carlos"
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The four men stood in the corner as they watched Y/n shmoose people. She was actually incredibly good at this.
"You've changed her, you know" Charles said to Pierre quietly.
Pierre looked nervous.
"In a good way"
"She's not the same girl I met six months ago." Carlos said admiring her. "She's so much braver, and more confident."
"It's just because she's passionate about this."
"And because she knows you're passionate about her." Charles smiled
"But not too passionate right" Arthur mocked.
When Pierre looked up again, he saw Andrea walking towards Y/n. "Arthur go over there."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to be an overprotective jealous boyfriend, but that guy has been hitting on her all night and I do not like it."
"Got it, I'm going!"
"Hello my darling, Pierre is getting annoyed, he sent me on a rescue mission. Can I please mess with this guy."
"No Arthur, don't be rude."
"I never said I'd be rude."
"You looked bored over here, thought I'd come see you. What happened to your boyfriend?"
"He's over there with my brother. This is my other brother Arthur."
"I can never seem to catch you alone." Andrea said winking.
"Yes because that doesn't make you sound like a stalker at all." Arthur laughed.
"What makes you think you can speak to me like that?"
"Because you're stalking my baby sister."
"I am not, you have some nerve-"
"I apologise, if you would excuse us Andrea." Y/n said dragging Arthur outside, looking towards Pierre, Charles and Carlos who were laughing, and motioned for them to follow.
"Would someone like to explain?" Y/n said huffing, pushing Arthur onto a chair.
"Pierre got jealous" Charles said leaning on the side of Arthur's chair.
Pierre just sat down on the chair across from Arthur, pulling Y/n down onto his lap. "Can you blame me for protecting what is mine."
Y/n leaned into his chest, "I can handle myself you know."
"I know, I just don't want you to have to."
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"Y/N, THERE IS DIRT IN MY HAIR!"
"OMG grow up Carlos! You literally asked to help."
"NO"
"Little Princess, stop yelling at Carlos, I have a headache."
"You'll have an even worse headache when I stab you in the head with this" the young girl said, holding up her trowel. Charles, Carlos and Arthur were all lying on the ground, looking defeated. Pierre was standing behind his girlfriend, laughing at the whole affair. Her two brother looked at her like she was satan. They didn't realise when they asked to join in that their baby sister would be such a hard task master. They looked so exhausted.
"Guys, we only have an hour left before we finish up here. Then you guys can be on holiday, and I can get some work done."
"Thank God!"
"You boys are ridiculous, you offered to help!"
Y/n went back to the pit, she was of course enjoying herself and it was cute her brothers actually showed an interest in her work. She had been dragged around the paddock to see them work for 6 months and now she could get revenge. The last hour flew by, Pierre just sat at the edge of the pit watching the girl he loved, while Charles and Arthur whined that it was too hard. Y/n was just smiling, Pierre was enamoured by how passionate she was.
"Okay, whiners, time to rap up." Y/n laughed, kicking arthur lightly.
The group walked back to Y/n and Pierre's hotel, Arthur shoving Y/n out the way so he could shower before her. Charles just laughed as they still acted like toddlers. Once arthur had finished, Y/n got into the shower to get the days dirt off.
"Pierre, do you want to chuck the last of our stuff into the suitcase?"
"Yes sure!"
"He's so whipped"
"Fuck off Carlos"
Y/n walked back in from the bathroom, carry her entire toiletries bag. Why she had so much shit Pierre had no idea.
"So, I've got to be in Pompeii tomorrow, I'm meeting my supervisors colleague, but you guys can feel free to join and have a look round."
"If you're asking me to choose between old buildings and lounging in the sun with an aperol spritz, then you truly don't know me at all." Arthur jested looking at his sister.
"Arthur is being a dick, we will all come, little princess. See why you get so excited about this place." Charles glared lightly at Arthur.
"Why am I being forced into Leclerc-Gasly family historical visits." Carlos whined.
"Because you begged to come with us and gate crash Y/n and I's alone time."
"Ew, do not talk about alone time with my sister." Charles shouted covering his ears with a pillow.
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The Little Princess
FanfictionY/n Leclerc was 14 when Jules died. She had never been to races anyway, only ever watching on TV, so it wasn't hard for her family to keep her seperate from that life. But when Herve died, Y/n fell apart. Pascale thought it would be best to send her...
