Hundred-theme challenge!
Me: hey guys I've jumped on the bandwagon for hetalia hundred theme challenges! I will update my other stories soon but I just had to get this out of my system.
Alfred: you need to say something to the hero!
Me: I have no hamburgers?
Alfred: what! Noooooooooo! ... Om nomnom…. You…?
Me I do not own hetalia?
Alfred: I was going for "you are my awesomest hero Al" but that will do!
Me: sighs on with the story
~Introduction~
Arthur was walking through town when a small boy caught his eye. He was sitting all alone on the farthest bench in the park, and playing with a small round creature, which looked strangely like him. He had sky blue eyes and messy blond hair that flipped up at a weird angle. The small boy looked lost and scared slightly.
The older country sprinted over then composed himself and knelt next to the boy and looked at him carefully. "Hey who are you?" he asked him.
"I'm America! But… I don't know where I am… and where Mattie is." The boy answered cocking his head to the side sadly, breaking Arthur's heart.
"Where's your family America?" he asked the small land.
"It's only me and Mattie." Again the boy mentioned Mattie.
"Who's that?"
"Canada! My twin!" the boy said smiling.
Arthur racked his brain and sighed, "why don't you stay with me… it's ok I'm England… I'm like you and your brother." He whispered the end into the boy's ear making him smile more. He nodded.
"You can call me Alfred by the way." The boy smiled. Arthur smiled as well.
"Well what about that I'm Arthur." The boy gasped dramatically.
"Oh my gosh! That is so cool!" he said. Arthur felt his smile widen at the boy's antics.
"Well this way." He said turning to lead the boy away, when he heard a small thump behind him.
"Ow!" Alfred was tearing up having fallen from his perch on the bench.
Arthur picked him up and brushed him off carefully, checking for wounds. "Alfred are you alright? You must be more careful," he chided. The small boy sniffled and pointed to his knee, it was badly scraped.
Arthur was at a loss as to what to do, it was bad to a child but the boy would live. " Will you kiss it… please?" The boy asked shyly.
People where pointing at the grown man who was sitting on the ground next to a mysterious child who was trying not to cry. Arthur leaned down and pressed a light kiss to the wound and looked into Alfred's sky blue eyes. "How about I carry you this time Alfred?" he asked the small boy.
Al nodded and lifted his arms up to the man. Arthur smiled and picked up the child, and together went back to the Englishman's house.
~End chapter 1~
Al: I'll be the first to say I don't remember that.
Me: I bet Arty does though!
Arthur: Sigh whispers he was so cute then.
Me: so for more fluff and themes review please! 3 reviews and I'll put up the next chappie! No flames please I now their OOC.