Alfred grinned immediately, grabbing Arthur's hand. "First-" he paused to reach into a pouch hanging on his waist "-we need some pixie dust!" Then Alfred threw golden dust into the air around Arthur's head.

The dust caught the few rays of moonlight shining through the window and gleamed like golden flakes floating through the air as they fell around Arthur's shoulders.

"Now, think happy thoughts," Alfred told him cheerfully. "Like things about me."

That's not hard, Arthur thought. This night was his chance to escape all those fights with his father, all those memories he was expected to ignore even though it was killing him. But, most of all, he was going to escape to a place where he could finally be just himself. Not just someone that was labeled for what their father did at times to humiliate himself and get into trouble in public. But just as little Arthur James Kirkland.

After happy memories settled in Arthur's mind, Alfred took his hand and smiled excitedly as he told Arthur the last thing that was needed.

"Now, most of all, you gotta have faith and trust. Do you trust me enough to have faith in me?" Alfred asked Arthur the strange question. But Arthur, who had a feeling that they were going to become great friends, nodded with a grin.

"Yes, I do." Arthur smiled hopefully. Alfred then grinned like a hooligan as he nodded.

"Then you better look down." He ordered Arthur pointing to the ground. When Arthur looked, he couldn't believe his eyes. They were floating-no, flying. Instead of feeling fear and nervous anxiety a normal person would feel, Arthur just smiled and felt the hope and excitement rise in his chest.

He twirled in glee. I just knew magic was real! Arthur thought happily, silently giving his father a good kick in the shin for doubting him all along. Just then, Alfred held a look of realization.

"I just forgot! I brought someone along! Hold on..." Alfred then put his forefinger and thumb in his mouth and whistled loud enough for Arthur to fear that the entire neighborhood, let alone his father, would wake up. To his relief, they didn't. But someone else came into the room. A little glowing ball of yellow light flew into the room. It floated quickly until reaching Alfred's shoulder and landing on it. What amazed Arthur the most of what it actually was.

Rubbing his eyes, Arthur couldn't believe it when he saw an actual fairy prepped onto Alfred's shoulder. It wore a little green dress with little shoes with cotton balls on the ends. With its blonde hair and blue eyes, it could be Alfred's twin if it were the same size.

"Artie, this is Matthew. Or Birdie, as one of the Lost Boys like to call him. I just call him Mattie," Alfred said with a shrug.

"Hi."

Arthur had to strain his ears to hear the almost silent Matthew. But he was already distracted. "Did you say Lost Boys?!" Arthur asked excitedly. "Who're they?!"

"My friends. They live in Neverland with me." Alfred's voice was boastful and his eyes glowed with pride. "I rescued them all from growing up!"

Arthur almost squealed like a girl. "Tell me more!"

"Why don't we just go see them?!"

"But, Alfred, how do we get to Neverland?"

"We fly, of course!" He darted forward and grabbed my hand, pulling Arthur closer to the window. "Look!" Alfred pointed to the two brightest stars in the sky. "It's the second star to the right, straight on 'til morning!"

Arthur felt Alfred glow beside him with energy. Maybe he missed home. Home. The thought brought Arthur's mind back to images of Neverland.

"Wait... Isn't that a book?" Arthur asked Alfred suddenly confused. "Because, I'm sure you're taking this from-" But Alfred just interrupted Arthur by laughing from enthusiasm.

"Ha-ha! Silly Lost Boy to be! Obviously, it's based off a true story if it's in a book!" Arthur felt extremely excited now! 'Peter Pan' was a favorite story of his ever since his father actually came home one night to be acting actually decent and read to him the story.

'You get that from your mum,' he had said to Arthur after reading it to him. 'She used to read to you when you were in her tummy and after you were born.' And that was all he said to him for the rest of the night.

Remembering this made Arthur start to think second thoughts for a moment. But those doubts immediately left him as he saw Alfred's extended hand as he hovered out the window was held out to Arthur with hopefulness.

"So, are you ready to join me in Neverland?" Alfred asked with a twinkle of eagerness in his blue eyes. When Arthur looked at Alfred's hand, he reached for it and held onto it. Next thing he knew, Arthur was flying out of his window with Alfred and-oh, what's his name? Birdie, right. As Arthur flew higher and higher, he watched as his house got smaller and smaller.

I'm free! Arthur thought as the adrenaline ran through his veins from excitement.

TN: Haha, yay! Internet is failing at my house, just in time. Greaaaaat. Right. What say you, HetaFruits?

HetaFruitsOuranHp321: Well, for the internet part, that just sucks! :p But for this story, hurray~! I just love little Artie! He's so adorable :3

TN: I HAVE A CRUSH ON EVERYONE IN HETALIA! How do you decide?!

HFOH321: Well, simply I found out like this...*sits down to tell the tale* I found out I was attracted to Italians and Spaniards thanks to Hetalia. BUT! I have a teeny little crush on Romania. You know, the vampire sort of guy who's better than that walking disco-ball-vampire-wannabe fairy named Edward Cullen?

TN: GASPPPP! I like Johnny Depp in Dark Shadows~ even if it wasn't the best movie. . .

Okay, this is TimelessNight. The rest of the author's note got deleted! Just make it up, okay?