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St Patrick's Day!

Arthur sighed in satisfaction, lowering himself into his favourite armchair with a cup of Darjeeling tea. He turned on the TV and put on Sherlock Holmes. Thank god, finally some peace and quiet. No America sending weird snaps or France face timing him every five minutes. Arthur ran a hand through his silky gold hair and realised something.

Oh Shit its saint Patricks day they'll be here any minute no wonder the bloody frog hasn't bothered me" Arthur moaned and a small nymph giggled. "Ooooh you're in trouble~!" Her name was Marina, she had blue hair and green eyes. She lived in a nearby lake that Arthur always feeds the ducks at on a Saturday. "Oh shut it Mari this is serious you know what THEIR like this time of the year and as if Christmas wasn't enough…"

Knock Knock Knock. "Artieeeeee are ye hooooome!?"

Arthur spun around the room frantically "Shit shit shit shit do somethingg!" Marina shrugged then flew into the hallway and opened the door. "Gee thanks Marina so very helpful, let the drunkard in." A tall freckled boy waltzed into the room wearing all green with a large shamrock pinned to his lapels and a large top hat seated upon his copper hair. "Baby brother, baby brother so nice tae see ye again!" Arthur sighed in resignation, there goes his relaxing evening. "Hello Brandon, drunk again are we?"

"Nay not this time Alana's parking the car she decided this was the best place right now. We were drinkin nearby ya see and neither o us wanted tae drive all the way back tae the other 'ouse oh Happy saint Patricks Day!" Arthur raised an impressive eyebrow sceptically. "Are you certain you're not drunk Brandon because if Scotty finds out about this-"

"ill loose me head I know I know." Said Brandon waving away the comment "he's jus jealous of us~" Arthur delicately snorted "what us, you left remember?" Brandon frowned "details, details lad it dunnae matter righ now as long as we're together." England rolled his emerald eyes "I suppose you shall be wanting tea then? No alcohol." Brandon pouted cutely "fineeeeeee" he whined flopping onto the couch

Arthur had busied himself with making tea when his brother finally made a move, he hugged Arthur from behind and began to sensually suck and nip his neck. "Forget the tea, I want you" Arthurs breath hitched "ah Brandon ah Alana will be eep back at any minute" Brandon bit down especially hard on Arthurs perfect unmarked skin "there now your mine~" Arthurs eyes widened with horror, there was a large hickey upon his shoulder.

"Hey ah hope mah no good twins not causing chaos again" said Alana strolling into the kitchen. Then she saw the hickey that Arthur was frantically rubbing at and she turned her accusing stare on Brandon "ooooh you're in trouble…." Brandon cocked his head "why?" Alana's eyes darted to the door behind her then back to the mark on her brother's shoulder. "No…" asked a horrified Brandon "fraid so boyo you really botched it this time" she confirmed grimly "what?" asked England adorably oblivious.

"Scotland's here and he's drunk." The last thing Arthur saw was a tall handsome red head grabbing at Brandon before all went dark.

"Happy Saint Patricks day~~~" sang Alana.