Arthur
"Arthur, what's wrong? You have been locking yourself in your room for a while now."
I was sitting in the corner, trembling. Wishing the wall behind me would collapse so that I could escape. 'Their eyes….. They really are my brothers, but at the same time, they are not. They are….just like back then. '
Looking through the window, glancing around the room, I did not know what was weirder. The haunted dream I had just had, the spacious room that I was sleeping in or the scenery outside the window that clearly remind me of the 'wonderland' theme.
"Arthur! time to wake up. Lunch is ready."
I replied unconsciously that I would be coming in a few minutes. After that I was stunned for a little bit until I realized, that voice, its Wales. And why is he using my human name?! It's this some kind of bloody joke…
I ran outside, calling and looking for Wales.
"Wales?"-my older brother asked:" Who's that? Some new nick name you have come up for me."
'Huh'-I was standing there, clueless.
I did not know whether my brother was joking or not, since it he did not look like he was pretended not to know his name either. So many strange things happened at once that it took me a while to brainstorm the whole thing. After properly put everything together, I reached to one conclusion is that I definitely had come to a different world-though it quite obvious already. Of course, I was not going to eliminate the fact that my brothers were pulling trick on me.
When we were having lunch, I just realized that I had slept all morning. I was supposed to notice this when Wales…..I mean….Dylan called me for lunch. Then again, too many stuff in just less than ten minutes had had happened that I was….let's just say I was speechless.
At first, I thought things had already crazy enough already. That was until my brothers started commenting and teasing about me calling Dylan a different name. The way they talked about it had me convincing that they had never heard of that name. Seriously, it their own name, how could they not remember?!
I was forced to explain the concept of a country for them, and that I was called. Arthur was my human name. In the end, they just laughed at it and said that I must have hit my head hard while I was asleep. Well, it was a fair reaction given the situation.
However, it was then I could surely conclude that they did not lie about not knowing or hearing those names for the first time. They did not have a country sense. By then, I was totally convinced that I had definitely jumped to another world. If it anything, I could grantee my brothers would go as far as blocking they country sense just so they could a prank on me. This must be a dream.
Ah, why did I think of this first? This was surely a dream-yes that must be it. I mean, Ireland said he was living here, too. And in the book, the ending was nothing more than dream. So that must be it. I tried many ways to wake myself, but the result was the same. 'I'm still here.'
More importantly, if this was another world then how in the bloody hell did I get here? I did not remember having drunk myself or messing up with some kind of weird spell. Though there is something else that bothers, my brothers…Despite having them teasing me, I did feel like we do get along in some way. The brothers I knew also tease me as well, but, it just…different….
I was sitting there thinking:' Maybe I should stay here and going with the flow and see what will happened next. Having us getting along like this was not such a bad idea.'
