It had started with the front door cautiously being opened by Canada. Then Mathew had called out into the house. In a room just below him, down in the basement, an old in age but young in appearance Englishman had been distracted from his hard work.
"Hello?" Mathew Williams had called out into the house. "England?"
And it had ended with a bright flash that engulfed both of them. The Englishmen's heavy eyebrows crunching up in annoyance at his newest spell gone wrong. "Well, drats."
Then the bright light had disappeared from the house, and the two nations that had been inside were nowhere to be seen.
This was to be expected, of course, because England's house had only been made a couple hundred years ago, and they had been sent much farther back in time than that. And to a much different place than that, a much wetter place in fact. They'd been sent to a ship, to be exact, a pirate ship to be even more precise. Arthur Kirkland's old pirate ship to be completely accurate.
Chained up now in the cargo hold of said pirate ship was Mathew Williams, otherwise known as Canada to the other nation representatives, who was not amused by this turn of events, particularly because he had just woken up from a nap caused by the old Arthur Kirkland, or would it be the present day considering they were now in the past?, kicking Mathew in the head to wake him up then suddenly leaving him in the cargo hold with a headache and the new/older in age Arthur Kirkland to take his frustrations out on. Which he regretfully refused to do.
Needless to say, Mathew was not happy, and the present day Arthur Kirkland could do little to change that feeling.
It didn't really help Arthur explain to himself even that kicking people was normal pirate type business to be doing when he tried to calm the guilty feelings rising inside of himself seeing his former colony frown and pout about their predicament and seeing the bruise that had spread across the side of Mathew's pale face. The feeling of guilt only seemed to rise whenever he remembered that he was the one that had caused the problem in the first place. Now he remembered why the magic club had placed a ban on him performing magic outside of club meetings.
Future chapters will be much longer, much much longer. This was just to start it off, and the next part was taken off when it didn't seem to fit with the start. This week is a bit hectic for me, archery Provincials, karate belt testing and all that jazz, so I will hopefully update this next week as well as everything else I've been letting pile up.
