1. Cruel Mistress

Arthur really liked the ocean. It was beautiful. She was beautiful.

The world meeting was being held at Hawaii. After an hour of arguing, Ludwig had decided to have a break.

That's how, Arthur found himself taking a walk, barefoot on the beach.

He had quite a lot of memories attached to the sea. She has been kind to him. Saved him from storms, enemy ships and whatnot

He wished to feel her better, to flow through her. But it was shame he couldn't.

If anyone asked him about his regrets, not being able to swim would definitely be high up there.

"Reminsing about the past, si?" came a voice, snapping Arthur out of his thoughts.

He turned around to find Antonio, leaning against one of the many palm trees.

"Something like that" replied Arthur, turning back to stare at the water.

"She is beautiful" added Antonio, walking towards the blonde.

Arthur let out a snort. "She is a cruel mistress though, takes and takes and never gives it back" said Arthur.

"Believe me, I am aware of that. My Armada is with her, now" replied Antonio, a dark look looming on his face.

Arthur let out a soft sigh. "If you expecting an apology, then you are out of luck mate" came Arthur's answer.

"Si, you and your stupid english pride" smirked Antonio letting out a heartless chuckle.

"My stupid pride is the reason I'm alive and still talking to you. I may not be the strongest or the biggest anymore, but I am anything if not a fighter and I damn right will take pride in that" hissed Arthur.

"None of us are anymore, our Empires have fallen" replied Antonio.

"They weren't meant to last forever" answered Arthur.

"Nothing does" added Antonio.

"Shame, life was so much more fun before" Said Arthur, picking up a small shell.

"Si" agreed Antonio.

"Did we just agree on something" smirked Arthur.

"I think we just did" replied Antonio.

"Weird" remarked Arthur, before breaking out in laughter. Antonio soon joined.

They were soon interrupted by a loud shrill string of curses followed by 'honhonhon'

"You handle Romano and I'll take care of the Frog" said Arthur.

"We should do this again, sometime", came the other's reply.

Arthur gave a small nod and took off sprinting, mumbling something about french frogs and idiots.

'And we are back' thought Antonio, following the blonde.

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