"Oh come on love, no need to run~ you're going to fall asleep anyway" I purred with a huge grin on my face, seeing the terrified lass struggle on the floor.
"Come on now, time to sleep! " Snarling the last word, I thrust my knife at her, sitting her straight in her throat. The girl let out a strangled gurgle, green eyes filled with fear and acceptance. Soon her laboured breathes stopped all together.
"That's it, love" I grinned before lashing out again, my silver blade impaling through her creamy white skin. The blood splattered against my face and into my bright blonde hair, driving my blue and pink eyes wild.
"You know she's dead right?" A bored voice grumbled behind me, making me turn around to see the brown haired demon of mine~
"Hello love, of course I know she's dead silly! I just like to make them look pretty~ Red is such a nice colour after all" I smirked, winking playfully at the bored American. He rolled his eyes at me, but came towards my bloody figure at the same time.
"Flirting with me again, are we cupcake?" Alfred purred, wrapping his arms around my blood damp waist. I felt the nails from his bat dig into my back, breaking the freckled skin underneath. Grinning at the feeling of my own blood start to trickle down my back, I put my arms around his neck, pressing the blade roughly to his skin.
"Of course not batty" I purred, leaning forward to press my freckled nose to his. Though, with a snort, he pushed me away from him so I landed on top of the mangled corpse.
"Good, because if you were, I'd rip your pretty little throat out" Alfred grinned, turning toe to leave me along.
"As I'd have to gorge your little red eyes out!" I called out to him with a giggle, licking my lips to get the blood of them. Hmm… She tasted quite nice!
Germany sees his friend, Italy!
My head perked up as I heard the familiar names, and the familiar voice.
Ludwig and Feliciano were here? That's odd… I got to my feet and started heading towards the voice.
PAAASSTTAAAA!
Now that was unlike Feliciano. That violent feather head hated pasta…
Once I saw the source of the sound, I saw quite a disturbing factor about it.
There was Feliciano on the screen but… it wasn't him at the same time.
"What is this" I whispered, hesitantly going towards the monitor. I watched closely, seeing the flashing names of the countries go by.
My eyes widened as a certain figure came onto the screen, and I quickly tapped the pause button to let my eyes scan the person.
England…
I was England?
I had to be, that man on the screen looked like me in ways. He certainly seemed grumpy though, and he had no colour to his daft clothes.
'There are others like us?'
Of course there was, I remember now… When I was a little lad I had been there…

~ Flashback ~
"You'll never amount to anything if you never learn to make people fear you" My father growled to me as a little boy withered underneath his feet, big red eyes scared and begging for freedom. I coked my head at the child, confused at my father.
"Why do I have to kill him daddy?" I piped up, my green eyes wide with concern. He looked like a nice boy, he had nice hair…
"Because you little brat, I won't let some boring child like you spit on my family name. Now think of a creative way to kill him in half an hour or you're out of this family!" and with that, my father threw me and the other kid into the shed.
The little boy had his hands and legs tied up, his mouth gagged and his eyes watering with tears. I looked over to the shelf, and saw the various knives that were lined up along the shelves. Scratching my black hair, I grabbed a small, army knife and made my way towards the child with bright, blood red eyes and copper hair. Muffled words shrieked behind his green gag, his body withering in fear.
"Quiet now poppet, I'm not going to hurt you. You're Alfred aren't you?" I murmured to him as I cut through the rope and untied the knot from around his mouth.
Before I could pull away from him, the boy tackled me onto the floor, his red eyes only inches away from mine.
"W…Why did you save me? Are you going to kill me? I'll kill you-
"You don't have a weapon…" I murmured, cocking my head to the side again. Alfred growled at me and shot his fist forwards, but I had rolled away from him. I kept my knife in front of me, glaring at him harshly.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Alfie!" I cried out, relaxing when his posture calmed itself from a defensive position.
"… Thank you, Arthur…" Alfred whispered after a while, walking towards me calmly "How can I repay you?"
I blinked in shock at his words, surprised that I owed him. Well, my father always taught me to make a deal…
"One, when we're older, promise not to kill me?" I smiled and giggled, watching him nod with a small smile on his face "and second, can you help me think of a creative way to make my father happy?"
"Cupcakes"
"What?" I laughed loudly, looking at the weird lad. He looked dead serious though.
"Well… My mother did it. She used to put poison in cupcakes and offer it to people. It always worked really, it was quite good. She made herself look really happy and bright though. Neon blue eyes, white hair, always grinning-
"Oi! Arthur, are you done yet?!" My father's voice made us both jump with fright, a small whimper nuzzling past my lips as small tears made their way down my face.
"Come on!" Alfred suddenly growled to me, grabbing my hand between his tanned one, pulling me along the back of the garage where there was a back entrance. We both ran through it, hearing my father's furious roar behind us.
"Keep moving, keep moving!" Alfred growled to me, and I listened to him.
There was really nothing else for me to do.

~ ~ ~
"I don't want to go into the closet!" I wailed as the copper haired boy tried to shove me in an ancient, oak printed closest.
"Get in if you want to survive you idiot!" Alfred growled, and with one final push, he sent me flying through the wardrobe.
Though, I didn't hit the back of the wooden box, but instead, I landed on some grass.
Was I in fucking Narnia?!
"Hello there!"
I looked up between my eyelashes and saw a little girl with blonde brown hair, and dark hazel eyes. I blinked up at her, smiling gently.
She was really, really pretty.
"Hi there poppet…" I smiled gently, scrambling up to my feet "You wouldn't mind telling me where I am?"
The pretty girl blinked at me, tilting her head "You're in England, duh!"

England, huh?
"Alright… You wouldn't happen to know where a bakery might be at, would you." My grin grew wider as I remembered Alfred's words, my eyes growing heavy at the thought.
"Sure, I'll show you! I'm Sadie by the way!" She smiled, holding her hand out to me. I took it eagerly, entwining my fingers with hers.
"I'm Arthur Kirkland" I smiled back at her, kissing her on the cheek. She flushed red and stammered slightly, only making me smirk grow wider.
"O-Oh, come on" She giggled, and bolted forwards with me following her.

~ ~ ~
After I bought the cupcakes, we went back to her house. I asked to be excused for a moment, asking where her bathroom was. She pointed me in the right direction, and I swooped quickly into the cooled room.
My smile grew wider as I stalked over to the cupboard, swinging it wide open. I searched through the cabinet until I pulled out the poison, feeling my grin grow wider and more insane like. I grabbed the blue frosted treat and stabbed the vile through, watching the poison run lazily down into the slowly growing purple muffin.
Oh daddy would be so proud of me…
I shoved the knife further into my pocket and walked back into the kitchen, where Sadie was swinging her legs happily.
"Here love, I just had to… add a little secret ingredient of mine" I purred, placing the muffin in front of her. She snatched it up in her hands and started taking small bites. Bit by bit, her bites started grow slower, and my grin started to expand.
"Artie… This… tastes weird…" She whimpered, using one hand to clutch her stomach "my tummy hurts…"
"That means its working, love" I purred, jumping from my chair and walking towards her. She started crying as I went towards her, her body going limp and slumping against the table as she proceeded to throw her guts up on the table.
"A-ARTHUR, H-HELP ME!" She screamed for me. I just smiled. I took the knife from my pocket and swiftly ended her screams, a thick, red line of blood spilling from her neck as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
"Dear, dear… I quite like this idea" I giggled, taking my knife from her throat and shooting forwards, stabbing her in the heart. As the blood spurted from her wounds onto my skin, some of the poisoned blood splattered into my eyes.
"Dammit!" I hissed angrily as I shook my head, feeling the acid burn into my eyes. I looked into the mirror on the wall of the kitchen, noticing my green eyes had now gone neon blue with pink streaks flecked in.
My snarky grin spread from ear to ear, seeing my eyes shine with the acid they had absorbed.
Daddy would be proud~

"I was such a cute little thing" I giggled to myself as I patted my cheek, getting some blood on my fingers at the same time "and oh my, hasn't Alfred grown! At least he has kept his promise, and I got to kill daddy with it~!"
"Who are you talking to, cupcakes?"
I turned around and saw my devil walk towards me, his frown plastered firmly on his face.

"Oh, just remembering something poppet… and that something is going to be quite fun~"
I remembered Sadie's world.
"Oh yeah, what would that be then?" Alfred mumbled, slipping besides me as he stared at the laptop screen "Hey, is that… you?"
"Seems so, love" I sighed, patting his shoulder "There's one for you also Alfie. Do you remember that wardrobe you took me to?"
Alfred looked at me for a moment, his eyes turning into red, hot slits.
"Of course I do, Arthur. Why?"

I grinned widely again, feeling my cheek muscles stretch so that I was smiling like the Cheshire cat.
"We're going to go 'visit' them" I snickered evilly, feeling my eyes glow with bloodlust "We'll bring everyone else…"
"And what are we going to do there?" Alfred's voice contained a purr, and I felt his arms wrap deathly tight around my waist.
"Have a cupcake or two I suppose~"