In England:
The next day, Arthur was hiding under his blanket, trying to hide his embarrassed face and hangover. He was mumbling something about quitting drinking. (Yeah, like that will happen) Soon, his cell phone went off. He picked it up and said "Yeah?"
"Comrade Arthur, I want you to meet me in France, da?"
"Ivan, why are you calling me-- Peter! Stop stomping around! My head is pounding enough as it is!"
Ivan chuckled. "I promised I'd call you after you asked about my flag!" he said simply.
Arthur turned red and agreed to go. He hung up and slowly made his way to the door to scold Peter for stomping around. He looked around to see Peter sitting and playing video games on his DS. "When were you stomping in this room?" he asked bluntly.
"I just walked in the room to get my DS." Peter said innocently. Arthur sighed and told him he had business in France, and he was off.
In Russia:
Ivan had gotten off the phone with Arthur, and looked at some sunflowers in his old styled vase. It reminded him of his sunflower. His crying sunflower. He turned to leave, and there Toris was. "I-I- a-are you taking o-off?" the shaking man asked. Ivan nodded and said "Da." Toris would've sighed in relief if it weren't for the fact Ivan were still in front of him. "H-have a g-g-good trip." he said as he looked away and shuffled to the kitchen to tell the others,
Ivan smiled as he walked away. Oh, my sunflower. You will soon be mine. he thought sweetly. He walked out of his somewhat warm home and out into the cold to catch a plane to France. He mumbled to himself, saying "Maybe Arthur could make me a love potion, da?"
In France:
The two met at Francis's house. They walked inside and found it completely empty. They walked into the living room, calling his name when they found a large wheeled in cake in the living room. Arthur blinked and asked "Francis, are you here?" He shouldn't have asked that question. Because out of that cake came Francis, topless, and possibly pantless. But they weren't about to find out.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE, SEX PEST!" Arthur said with a completely red face. Russia nodded as he looked away.
"Are you sure that's a good idea, mon ami?" Francis asked with a wink. Arthur slapped his forehead and turned around.
"Put on some clothes and then get out of there." Arthur said grumpily. Russia also turned around as Francis climbed out of the cake and put on some proper clothes. They turned around as he finished putting on his shirt. "Alright, my friends. Let us go to a cafe down the street and see what your problems are."
On this episode of Dr. France...
Arthur and Ivan sat across from each other while Francis sat to the side of the table. They were given tea and pastries. Arthur sipped his tea and said "Alright, I want to tell Alfred how I feel, but I can't find a way how."
"Da, same with me." Ivan agreed. Francis thought for a moment about this. He though about this for a good two minutes before saying:
"I can always teach you the proper techniques about how to slip things in their drinks and what things could possibly turn them on." Francis said with a grin.
Arthur and Ivan just glared. "We want real advice! Not on how to rape them!" Arthur said.
"It's not rape if they don't say no." Francis said with a weakening smile. The sound of KOL KOL KOL filled the air along with strengthening glares.
"Alright, alright. I'll teach you the real techniques on how to get them." Francis said with a sigh. Not as fun, though... he thought. I'll help them with that anyway! They'll try it eventually! he thought as he planned on how to teach them how to put in things for their drinks. He knew they'd try it eventually.
