Captain Pirate Arthur Kirkland was fear around the world. In all the seven seas he had over thrown all his enemies' and had been cutthroat blood thirsty pirate. Killing those who stood in his way and tearing down the idiot France and his friends. Fools!

Now he had heard of a woman who could tell the future. Knowing that he was on top of the world and dominating lands here and there he wanted to know if there was more that he could achieve. More he could take from others.

As they traveled on and on until they got to an island that was hidden in mist. The long boats they had rowed deeper into the forest. As they came upon a small house that stood. A woman stood there waiting as if she knew they we're coming.

Smirking Captain Kirkland stood and told them to wait. Walking into the house with her, he took a seat on a chair and she sat across from him.

"I know what you seek and why you are here,"

"Then get on with it, wench."

She smiled and took out a ring and set it in front of him. "This will take you to the future. You will be invisible to everyone and those who you have no yet to meet will be fogged from you. It will take you there. You can return when the time is up."

Arthur sneered and snatched the ring. "And how long will that be?"

"It depends on the ring. But you will return here as if only gone for a moment. I warn thee that you only have one chance to except or the ring will vanish and not present it's self to thee again."

Glaring he picked up the ring and slide it over his ring finger. Nothing happened. Scoffing since he knew it was most likely a lie. Looking up he was about to yell at her when he jumped up looking around.

Everything was gone. Vanished. Looking around he could tell he was in a well off home and judging by the way everything was set in it's place it must have been a royals. No wait…

This must be his future home.

Taking out his gun and walking towards the door he began to scoop the house. There was things he had never seen before but he couldn't touch it. When he did he felt like something was slapping his hand away as if saying; Don't touch!

Frowning he saw some stairs. The spiral stairs were huge and were leading up to the second floor and eh assumed there was a third as well. As he climbed he stopped at a window. Someone was out there.

"Just the gardener…" He murmured and continued.

As he reached the second floor he admitted it was a really nice place. Everything looked perfect. Walking over to a door he opened it and looked in. inside was a library filled with books. A fireplace and a comfortable chair, along with a matching sofa and love seat.

Closing the door he walked to the next one. This one had all kinds of threads, cloth, scissors, needles and what he was sure must be the future version of a sewing machine. So the woman of the house made her clothes huh? Hm, that was good. Although he preferred men to woman he guessed that they still weren't accepting in this age. What ever age it was.

The next room was a room for friends. At lest he was kind of sure since the stuff in it made no sense to him. Walking around it he fought with a strange box that turned on and music started playing. Shutting it off when he heard a door open and close he hurried out the door.

Looking over the tailing he saw the Gardener. How dare he come into the house like that! He walked right in! He couldn't see the man's face from where he was but the hat he was wearing was clear to be a sun hat. The man took off his glove and placed them in a basket and then walked to the kitchen.

Frowning and not pleased Arthur went back up stairs to see the rest of the house. He walked up to the third floor and found it was where the bedrooms were. Four of them. He opened the nearest one and found it might be the smallest one. It was filled with nothing but toys. Everywhere.

"I have kids?" He said confused. But he cringed when he was forced to even stand next to a woman. "Perhaps I changed."

The next room was what looked like to be a study. Lifting and eye brow he shut the door and wondered to the next one. For some reason this room was blank. It was two beds on either side of the room. It was clear two boys had shared this room and by the look of things when they left the room was covered in plastic sheets. As if too freeze time.

The master bedroom was huge as expected. Lovely colors form his Countries flag made the bed covers but everything else matched it with out being made out of the flag. But in good taste. Smirking he walked by the bathroom and looked in. That bath looked welcoming but he doubted he could take one.

The doorbell rang. Going down the stairs he saw that damn gardener opening the door! Who the hell opens someone else's door!

Rushing down he stopped when he saw… "F-France!"

France was at the door in strange clothes talking to the gardener. He was smiling and holding something in his arms. A small bundle. Tensing he saw the frog hand over the bundle and then wave goodbye and leave. Growling he ran too the window and looked out.

"Ah, did you have fun with, Papa?"

Arthur froze forgetting to look at that strange carriage France took off in. Standing straight and turned around and looked at the Gardner, the face still hidden under the hat but he could see him from the lips down. He was smiling.

"A baby? That git left a baby at my house!" Pirate England screamed.

"Come on Peter, let's get you cleaned up."

Then the biggest shock to pirate England hit him like a cannonball. The gardener wasn't some person he haired din the future. It was him! It was himself in the future!

The hat had come off and set aide and it was clearly him. Holding the baby carefully in his arms. Then he couldn't breath when the future self of him rocked the baby and then headed to the other side of the room were a changing table laid and changed the child. Then started to walk up stirs.

Fallowing him Arthur tried to process why the bloody hell would he give France his child. Then he saw himself go into the library and pull out a small cage.

"Alright, Peter. Since Francis's said you already ate,"

Francis?

"You can play for a little bit before your nap time."

Future Arthur pulled out something and sat down in the chair next to the baby playing happily in the play pen.

"Bloody hell…" Pirate Arthur said. "I'm doing embroidery…?"

Indeed Arthur sat in the chair and was smiling as he told a child's story to the baby and was doing his needle work. He continued for half an hour until the baby needed to be put down for a nap.

Fallowing the strange new thing that was himself he felt himself shaking. How could he be like this? Reduced to a simple house wife!

The new him set the baby down and sang to him until he was a sleep and then left the room. Still fallowing he glared at the back of his future self. Disgusted.

It was when the reached the room with the needle work still there and Arthur picking up the toys and putitng everything in it's place that he received another shock.

"I can see you… and I knew this day would come and before you say anything… I'm married to Francis."

Pirate England couldn't stop screaming.

Random story that popped into my mind. I'm wondering if I should continue it or leave as is?

Ah, and I own nothing and it was made for fun