Author's Notes: Gosh golly, I'm finally done with this chapter, its shorter than the first one though and that's disappointing.
This probably would have been up sooner but I was hanging out with my friends for the past 5 days so yeah I've kinda been giving her all of my attention. But on the bright side this fanfiction is actually starting to have a plot! So that means more Francis and Arthur fluff time!
Also I know that Alfred may seem a little OOC but my headcanon for this fanfiction is that since he has died he has realized all of the mistakes that he has made as a mortal and he doesn't want Arthur to make the same mistakes. So think of it as a role switch basically, instead of Alfred being the one to listen to Arthur's advice, Arthur is the one listening to Alfred's advice.
I know it seems like Arthur blushes a lot but my headcanon is that Arthur is a huge dork which means that he is awkward. Oh and also in this AU Arthur doesn't talk to fairies or Flying Mint Bunny because he talks to Alfred and other spirits so his mythical creatures are not needed.
(italic + underline = Alfred's Thoughts)
Welp, read, review and relax~!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of it's characters.(I wish I did though!)
"Go!"
The word echoed in Alfred's head. It was hours ago that Arthur had yelled at him, and Alfred was now wandering the streets of London. He wasn't too far from Arthur's house of course, he had to go back there and apologize, but first he would give Arthur some time to cool down.
"I wonder if there's a McDonalds around here, I sure could go for a burger." Alfred said to no one in particular.
He floated around in search of the burger sanctuary, and when he had finally found it, he was thrilled.
"Yes!"
Alfred shouted, followed by a fist pump as he floated through on the walls of the building. The hungry ghoul drooled at the smell of greasy fast food and the sound of sizzling burgers. He floated into the kitchen and picked up a burger that was supposed to be for a young woman. Alfred took one bite of the burger and concluded that he had died once again and gone to heaven. After the first burger he ate three more, which were followed by four more and when Alfred decided that it was time to go apologize to Arthur he stuffed five more into his pockets for the trip. He swallowed the last bite of his last burger before he floated into Arthur's house, it was rather dark outside so Alfred had assumed that the Britt was home by now.
"Arthur?" Alfred called.
Silence. "
Arthur?"
Silence.
"C'mon dude I just wanna talk."
A mumble.
Alfred floated up to Arthur's room, only to see the Britt sulking in his bed.
"Hey, I'm sorry 'bout earlier, I should've stayed quiet like you told me to." Alfred apologized. Arthur pulled the covers over his head and said nothing.
"You can't ignore me forever y'know."
Arthur mumbled something incomprehensible.
"I can't hear you dude."
"I said, 'I'm sorry too'. I was acting like an arse." Arthur finally said.
"You're not used to the whole apologizing thing, are you?" Alfred asked jokingly.
"I'm afraid I have too much pride."
"Well sometimes you have to forget about your pride and do what's right, even if you don't like it. It's all a part of living."
"...You can give decent advice when you feel like, hm?"
"Heh yeah I guess so. Hey, no more fights, okay?"
"That sounds nice."
"Arthur."
"Yes Alfred?"
"I wanna make you happy."
Arthur almost choked on his own spit when he heard those words.
"W-what?" Arthur stammered.
"You heard me. I wanna make you happy, I've watched you for more than just the two days that we've been together. Whenever I see you you're either angry or sad, so I wanna make you happy. Life is short, I should know so you shouldn't be sad for the rest of your life, you should be happy."
"Alfred..."
Arthur stared at the ground, nothing more was said for the next few minutes. At least until Alfred's stomach growled.
"Have you eaten anything other than the toast that I gave you?" Arthur questioned.
"Yeah, you live close to a McDonalds so I stopped over there for a few burgers." Alfred stated. Arthur doubted that Alfred only had "a few" burgers. He probably ate everything but the people and furniture...
"Come, let's get you something to eat." Arthur said, gesturing the ghost to follow him.
It was the next day and Arthur was sitting at his computer at work. He nonchalantly chewed on his pen while reading over a novel that had many spelling and grammatical errors. Geez being an editor was hard! Whoever wrote this was either a foreigner or couldn't grasp the concept of the English language, for Christ's sake people... The fuming editor was ripped away from his thoughts when he heard a particularly annoying voice.
"Bonjour~" Francis greeted his co-worker.
"What, you didn't harass me enough yesterday?" Arthur inquired.
"About that, I am sorry that I made you so upset."
Arthur blushed at the apology and looked away.
"You're so cute mon petit lapin~" Francis teased.
Oh God not that nickname...
Arthur covered his face to hide the fact that it had become as red as a tomato.
"Don't call me that, and don't you have work to do." Arthur finally asked, still not looking at Francis.
"Yes but working grew boring quickly so I came to see what you were doing."
"Working, that is kind of what you do when you have a job."
"Fine, then let me watch you work."
"Why the bloody hell would I let you do that?"
"Because I'm not going to leave even if you tell me no."
Arthur just rolled his eyes and continued to type. Francis had been sitting there for about twenty minutes now and no one had said anything in that time period.
"Francis." Arthur said.
"Yes?" Francis asked, quite surprised that Arthur was the one to speak first.
"What does this mean?" Arthur pointed to a sentence that was typed in French.
"Oh that means "And I will always love him", but you're not supposed to start a sentence with 'and', non?"
"R-right, thank you." Why am I blushing? It's not he confessed or anything, it was just a sentence from the novel...
"You're such a girl Arthur." Alfred joked, knowing that Arthur couldn't respond right now.
Alfred continued to watch the Frenchman and the Britt and began to think.
Arthur likes Francis, even if he doesn't want to admit it...I've got to get them together, then Arthur will be happy,right?
"A majority of this novel seems to be in French..." Arthur said.
"Yes it seems so." Francis agreed with a mischievous grin. "So that means that I would have to help you, correct?"
"I don't want your help!"
"You wanted it just a few minutes ago."
Arthur could not come up with a single excuse for not letting Francis help him other than the fact that he hated him, so Arthur sighed in defeat. Francis automatically knew what that sigh meant and his grin became even bigger.
"I'll go let out boss know that Ii will be helping you!" Francis said in a sing-song tone.
"B-but what about your work!?" Arthur questioned.
"Already done, as it has been for a few hours."
After a few more hours of typing and being harassed by Francis it was finally time to go home.
"You like him." Alfred claimed as Arthur took a bite of the sandwich he just made.
Arthur barely managed not to choke on his sandwich when he heard what Alfred has said.
"Are you mad!? What makes you think that I would like him!?" Arthur catechized.
"Well you're always blushing around him for starters."
"It's not because of him! It's because of the heat!"
"The heat in your air-conditioned office?"
Arthur had nothing to say to that, he could not believe that Alfred of all people (or ghosts in this case) had made him speechless.
"So do you like him or not? I mean I already know the answer I just want to see if you'll admit it." Alfred shrugged.
"Why are you asking questions that you already know the answer to!?" Arthur exclaimed.
"Ha! So you do like him!"
"N-no that's not what I meant! Ugh, Alfred let's just stop talking about this!"
"But if we stop talking about it how am I going to make you admit that you like him?"
"I don't like him! I'm going to bed!"
Arthur stomped into his room and slammed the door, not bother to take off his clothes or shower before hopping into bed.
"He totally likes him, and if getting them together is going to make Arthur happy whether he knows it or not, then I'm gonna get them together." Alfred declared before he laid down next to the sleeping mortal.
More Author's Notes:
Mon petit lapin= "My little rabbit" I have chosen this nicknames for reasons that will be revealed late on, but if you know a lot about Hetalia and it's fanbase then you probably already know the reason why.