Hetalia Theory Series
Chapter 1:
Arthur
Arthur hurriedly rushed into his house, harshly slamming the door behind him and throwing his keys carelessly onto his couch. He slammed open the door to his bathroom and opened the cupboard behind the mirror. Arthur grabbed an orange pill bottle and popped the lid open. He plopped one white pill into his mouth and drunk from the bathroom tap. His lime green eyes stared lifelessly at the pill bottle. He felt empty. Lifeless, devoid of any feeling. Just like every other day of his monotonous life. "A mix of hallucinogenic pills... what I need to survive," Arthur said, with a beyond twisted smile.
He turned the bottle around and his eyes skimmed over the precautions. "One pill a day, or hallucinations may come out of control. Hopefully, that's just what I need!" He popped the lid back open and downed another one. He chuckled deeply, basking in the euphoria of escaping his everyday problems. "Hey, Flying Mint Bunny!" He greeted cheerfully, as the creature snuggled into the crook of his neck, making the man laugh once more. "Where are the fairies, and rainbow unicorns?" Flying Mint Bunny moved his shoulders, as if it were shrugging, before flying around the bathroom.
Arthur wore a sorrowful frown on his face. "I still feel lonely. I've been feeling this way ever since I started fighting with Alfred." He muttered to himself, his eyes gazing back over to the pill bottle. "Maybe, well... I suppose one more can't hurt." Flying Mint Bunny made a sound of happiness, nudging the pill bottle towards the man. "That's why you're my best friend. Always helping me." Arthur praised with a smile.
Arthur grabbed the bottle and swallowed another one. The feeling of pure euphoria washed over Arthur again. A sense of wellbeing and relaxation consumed him. Arthur's vision became burred slightly, as he wiped his eyes. After a while, he adapted to the slight blur and smiled. He turned around to see Flying Mint Bunny, two pink fairies and one leprechaun. They came up to him and circled around him. "Hey everyone!" Arthur greeted, as the fairies waved their wands, and green sparks flew everywhere. Arthur grinned widely and spun around, as all of the mythical creatures pointed at the pills.
"Take more! Take more! So we can see our unicorn friends!" They all shouted together. Arthur was so caught up in everything, he grabbed his pill bottle and downed two more.
"Five pills now. Oh well." Arthur said with a smile. Green sparks were flying everywhere. Two blue unicorns appeared and Arthur smiled brightened. Arthur felt euphoric. He felt like he was on Cloud 9. Soon enough, Arthur was unable to think. He was lost in the drugs and hallucinations. Soon enough, Arthur had difficulty pulling away from the drugs. So, he took two more. "Seven pills." He counted. Arthur's vision blurred even more, his head was dizzy, he felt nausea and leaned over the toilet. One of the unicorns nudged Arthur's arm. "Oh god." Arthur muttered.
Arthur's left arm and fingers felt completely numb. He felt suddenly anxious about anything and everything. Arthur begun to vomit. He vomited up an array of dark colors. Arthur remembered Alfred, Francis and everyone else. He felt anger and sadness take over. "I don't even care anymore!" Arthur shouted, as he stood up. Flying Mint Bunny and all the other creatures disappeared. He grabbed the pills and downed too many to count. Arthur swore violently and fell on his knees. He begun to cry, feeling the negative effects take over him. Arthur overdosed badly. He lied on the cold, white tiles. Arthur silent sobs wracked through out his body, as tears streamed down his cheeks.
"I'm so sorry Alfred, Francis, everyone else. Please forgive me."
Alfred walked into Arthur's house, grinning like he just won the Olympics. "Hey Arthur! Dude, I'm sorry for acting like a jerk! Where you at?!" He shouted. Alfred was met with no reply. "Arthur?" He called. Still, no reply. Alfred rose a questioning eyebrow as he searched through out the house. He looked at the couch to see Arthur's keys. "Arthur, I know you're here! Look, I'm sorry!" Alfred muttered to himself. He noticed the light coming out the slightly open bathroom door. "Arthur?" He muttered to himself.
Alfred slowly walked over to the bathroom. Since he didn't answer me, he must be doing something really important... He advised himself. Alfred drew nearer to the bathroom. He opened the bathroom door fully. "Holy shit! Arthur!" Alfred shouted. He ran over to the British man laying on the floor, and picked his body up slightly. Alfred shook Arthur's body roughly, gently slapping his cheek, "Arthur! Stop messing around! Arthur!" Alfred shouted desperately.
Tears streamed down his cheeks. He hurriedly whipped out his phone and dialed for an ambulance. Alfred stared at Arthur's dead body. Alfred saw Arthur was smiling.
The theory based on England/Arthur is that, he is a drug addict, died of overdose of hallucinogenic drugs. That's explains his 'imaginary friends' in the show.