A/N: My OCs in this story are Lakshmi Patel (India), Cian Kirkland (Northern Ireland), Aoife Kirkland (Ireland), James Kirkland (Scotland) and Evan Kirkland (Wales). I invented these guys! Of course, I own nobody else…!

Just so you know, Aoife is pronounced "Ee-fa" or "Ee-va" and Cian is pronounced "Kee-an".

Chapter One: Who's Evan?

Saturday morning Alfred F. Jones wrote on Arthur Kirkland's Wall DUDE! SIT NEXT TO ME ON THE COACH TOMORROW MORNING!

James Kirkland Sorry lad, he's sitting next to me

Alfred F. Jones No fair! D:

James Kirkland That's just the way the world works ;)

Francis Bonnefoy If either of you had actually *asked* him, you would have known that he is sitting next to moi!

Arthur Kirkland Stop making decisions for me, you lot! I don't want to sit next to ANY OF YOU! :(
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Cian Kirkland The Kirkland clan have dibs on the back seat!

Aoife Kirkland And the Kirkland twins have dibs on the Maoams!

Cian Kirkland Well said, twin

Aoife Kirkland Well replied, twin

Alfred F. Jones Well there are five seats SO THE HERO CAN SIT THERE TOO! :D :D :D

Arthur Kirkland Can't you count, hamburger brain? Me + James + twins + Evan = 5

Alfred F. Jones Evan? :/ whos that

James Kirkland OUR COUSIN YOU TWIT :O

Alfred F. Jones Oh my bad. WHO WILL I SIT WITH? MATTIE'S SITTING WITH GILBERT AND NOBODY ELSE WANTS TO SIT WITH MEEEE!

Arthur Kirkland Not surprising really.
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Alfred F. Jones WTF how did 7 people like Iggy's comment? I bet they're all just ur multi accounts loser

Gilbert Beilschmit I liked it cos it was pretty damn funny

Alfred F. Jones Nobody asked you loser!

Matthew Williams Alfred don't be rude to Gilbert please?

Alfred F. Jones EVERYONES GANGING UP ON ME!

Gilbert Beilschmit Yes we are Arthur Kirkland and James Kirkland like this

Alfred F. Jones YOU GUYS ARE SO MEEEEEAAAAN

Lovino Vargas YOU RETARDS ARE CLOGGING UP MY NEWSFEED JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP

Evan Kirkland … I'm in this conversation?

Saturday afternoon
"Toris…" whined Feliks. "All my stuff is, like, totally not fitting in my suitcase!"
The blond was sitting on his huge case in a futile attempt to squash the lid down far enough to do up the zipper. Brightly coloured clothes and accessories were spilling out like lava from a volcano. Toris did a double take when he saw his boyfriend.
"Um, Feliks, you know we're doing mucky stuff on this trip? Climbing Mt. Snowdon, doing nature trails, stuff like that?" he chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. Feliks looked shocked. "You're going to ruin all your nice clothes if you take them… And anyway, the weather's going to be awful."

"What?" shrieked Feliks, throwing open the suitcase and beginning to empty it frantically. "Oh my God, why didn't you, like, TELL me?"
Toris watched in awe as a selection of mini-shirts and high heels flew in all directions. He caught a particularly high pair of espadrilles and said, "You do realise we're going to Wales? The weather is just like England – if not worse."
"How am I, like, supposed to know what the weather was gonna be like in, like, another country?" demanded Feliks, yanking open his wardrobe to try and find more suitable clothing.
"Well, there is this radical new invention called The Internet," pointed out Toris, eyeing Feliks' laptop. It had Facebook open, and as usual Alfred was fighting with Arthur's numerous cousins.
"Did you hear that Arthur has, like, this cousin that nobody knew about?" came the 'valley girl' voice, its owner currently buried in the wardrobe. "He's, like, called Evan, and he's like, meant to be Wales or something. How come we never heard about him?"
"We did! At the last World Meeting?" Toris sighed; Feliks was so self-centred sometimes. "He was there. Actually, he was the only one not arguing about something or other!"
"Oh, so that's why I didn't notice him," mused Feliks. "I was, like, too busy watching the Scottish one, whatshisname, throw grapes at Alfred during his big speech…"
Toris sighed again. This would be a very interesting holiday…

Saturday evening
"Evan-san is very generous, providing for this trip." Kiku and Elizabeta were lounging in the Hungarian girl's room. Well, Elizabeta was lounging, looking at her collection of photographs, while Kiku was packing his holdall and reading a manga.
"Um, remind me who that is again?"
"Arthur-kun's cousin!" How some people go so extremely unnoticed was quite upsetting, thought Kiku. Poor Evan was probably going to end up the new Matthew. "He organised this whole trip. He said it would be good for team-building, fitness, and other similar things."

"Pfft, the only reason anyone goes on these trips is so they can tell someone that they love them," declared Elizabeta, flicking through the many pictures. Ooh, that was a very good one of Francis harassing Arthur~
"What do you mean, tell someone that they love them?" asked Kiku, frowning slightly as he looked up from folding his t-shirts.
"Seven nights, probably together in a dorm room? Breeding ground for new relationships." That photo of Gilbert and Matthew was adorable~!

"New relationships?"
"Speaking of relationships," Elizabeta turned to face her friend. "What's the deal with you and Heracles? I mean, you two are so obviously made for each other! Just tell him and get on with it!"
"Ah, Elizabeta-kun…" the Japanese boy blushed with embarrassment. He knew that he had… feelings… for his best friend, but he thought he was good at hiding his emotions! "Was I that obvious?" he mumbled.
"I was the only one that noticed," Elizabeta assured him, lying through her teeth. Everyone knew how Kiku felt about Heracles. Apart from Heracles himself, it seemed.
"Should I sit next to him on the journey?" Kiku asked, eager for advice. "Or will that seem odd?"
"No, no," Elizabeta waved her hand. "Everyone knows you two are like this –" she crossed her index and middle fingers, " – it won't be weird at all."
"Thank you, Elizabeta-kun." Kiku went back to his clothes.

Elizabeta chuckled. So what if she was giving their relationship a friendly nudge? She stroked her camera gleefully in anticipation of the many photos she would taking. Then she had a thought.
"Kiku? Is Evan cute? I need some new photos and I've definitely got one of everyone…"

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