Summary: Arthur and Alfred get in yet another fight. To end this all, Arthur tries to talk to someone in the past, only to end up with someone completely different.
Warning: Boy love, human names and nations names used, UsxUk and very out of character Us x Uk. Plus a strange love triangle
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or it's characters
Ch1
Its started out like any other fight. Alfred told everyone his amazing yet slightly stupid ideas and Arthur argued that it would never work. Alfred insulted Athur's cooking and Arthur played the 'you left me' card. Alfred stated that it was for his freedom. and Arthur eventually stormed out of the conference room broken hearted. The whole act was getting boring to the other nations.
"Maybe we should move on to the lunch break." Germany said slowly putting his files away. Alfred sighed in agreement, shoving his own files into his briefcase and making a speedy getaway out the door.
Meanwhile, Arthur paced the building's basement.
"Damn Yank has no right to bring that up. I raised him for god's sake! He'd probably be better off if he stayed a colony." At that moment Arthur found the solutions to his problems. If America had stayed a colony with out going threw the revolution then they wouldn't have to deal with these fights. Maybe England would be the super power with Alfred's help.
Arthur rushed around gathering what ever suplies he would need. In all honesty he had never tried to bring a person from the past into the future and had no idea how much magic and energy he would need. Ofcorse he didn't think anything could go wrong. Sure he'd bring an America that was sort of angry with him, but if he was able to convince this younger Alfred not to go to war then everything would be all better. In Arthur's mind there was no bad ending.
"Now for something the person has touched during that year...WHERE AM I GOING TO GET THAT?" He was already hating this spell. He remembered Alfred's baby spoon he kept over the years but it was in the drawers so long. He remembered that Alfred had thrown it at him before he declared war. That should work, if Arthur doesn't touch it during the spell. The spoon was hand crafted in England and Arthur had bought it for his colony as a birthday present. It was small and white besides a black feather looking handle and a picture of a sparrow on the back side of the spoon.
He raced to his house to grab said object and brought it back to where his supplies were. He found that there was still bits of food attacted to the spoon but seeing as he could clean it now he decided it wouldn't harm the spell at all.
Five minutes of latin words later and a small white glow began to appear in the room.
"Is..Is it working?" Arthur asked fully aware that no one else was in the room. Suddenly he was blinded by a large explosion of light. A strange force pushed him roughly into a wall.
"A-Arthur?"
Alfred made his way back to the conference room with his three bag of Big Macs. Sure he shouldn't eat so much of the greasy food, and he knew it, but he loved the food and so wouldn't quit eating it. Plus, it was his comfort food. He always gets hungry when he fights with Arthur, whether it is because it makes him feel better or it just takes a lot of energy to fight with someone like England.
A strange glow came from the basement door, stopping Alfred in his path. He opened the door slowly to see what was going on, because a hero always makes sure that strange things do not involve people getting hurt. He made his way down the stairs slowly and poked his head around the corner.
"A-Arthur? Are you okay?" Someone said. This voice sounded like someone he knew, but he couldn't quite match it with any of the other nations. He then saw Arthur lying on the floor, not moving.
"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO ARTIE?"
The chapter is really short for a reason. One being that I wanted to end at a cliffhanger. Anyways, I accually am still working on my other story so I'll be alternating between the two.
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