Arthur's a bastard. He always liked to abuse you (verbally) whenever he got the chance.
'Hey Allistor, your garden's full of weeds, oh wait I forgot, you think they're flowers!'
'Hey Allistor are you enjoying the temperatures up there? Just thought I'd let you know that it's 32 degrees down here and you have snow!'
And just because your house was slightly smaller than his, that made him better somehow.
Arthur stormed towards you, anger set deep in his face. You expected an insult but instead he pushed past you and ran into his house. You knew something was wrong, so you ran after him.
"WHO'S THERE!" He yelled from somewhere inside the kitchen.
"It's me, bastard. Where are yae?"
"LEAVE ME ALONE ALLISTOR!"
Now you knew something was wrong. Arthur was crying and he wasn't even insulting you! You entered the kitchen and perched yourself on the counter. Arthur was slumped on the floor, surrounded by ASDA Smart Price ice cream. You saw a chance to get back at him for all his abuse.
"Hey Arthur, what's wrong, was there rain at the Chelsea Flower show again? Did the Olympics opening ceremony fail again?"
"LEAVE ME ALONE ALLISTOR!" He sobbed, shovelling ice cream into his mouth.
"Or did your little boyfriend dump you?"
You lost your balance on the counter as a frozen tub of ice cream hit you in the face. Arthur pounced onto you, grasping the front of your shirt.
"DON'T. YOU. EVER. TALK. ABOUT. FRANCIS. EVER. AGAIN." He spat at you, pure anger in his voice.
"Wait, what happened?!"
Arthur collapsed on top of you, his body shaking with each sob.
"That French bastard broke your heart didnae he?" You asked, picking him up and wrapping your arms around him.
He nodded, unable to form coherent speech.
"Dae you want me to beat him up for yae?"
"N-n-n-no." He hiccupped. "H-h-he broke my heart, b-but I sh-should have known h-he'd b-break my heart."
"It was with Austria, wasn't it?"
"I walked in on them, and he just broke up with me!"
"Shh it's ok. I'm here for you."