The orchestra took over for Mr. Edelstein and started playing. As they play, the lights turn back on reveling a setting change with Alfred standing in center stage.

The Streets of London in the year 1846.

Alfred stands proudly with a spot light on him.

I have sailed the world,
beheld its wonders
from the Dardanelles,
to the mountains of Peru,
But there's no place like London!

I feel home again.

Arthur joins him in center stage. Arms crossed and scowling. Alfred places a hand on Arthur's shoulder, continuing.

I could hear the city bells,

dream everything I could do.

me time, Alfred excited while Arthur has a lot of spite in his voice.

No there's no place like London.

Alfred looks to Arthur oddly. "Mr. Todd, sir?"

Arthur removes Alfred's hand from his shoulder, glaring at nothing in particular.

You are young.
Life has been kind to you.
You will learn.

Alfred gives Arthur an even more confused look, seeing the look.

Arthur stepped away from Alfred. "It is here that we go our separate ways. Farewell, Anthony. I shall not soon forget the great ship Bountiful or the young man who saved my life."

Alfred chuckled. "There is no cause to thank me for that, sir. It would have been a poor christian indeed to have spotted you pitching and tossing on that raft and not given thee a lamb."

Arthur shook his head with a sigh. "There is many a christian would have done just that and not lose a wink's sleep for it either."

A beggar woman ran onto the stage all hunched over and ran straight to Alfred.

Alms! Alms!

For a miserable woman,

on a miserable chilly morning.

Alfred pretended to give the beggar woman a coin.

The beggar woman looked up at him gratefully. "Oh, thank ye, sir. Thank ye." She then pretended to tuck the coin into a pocket in her dress. She then lifted her dress untill her underwear was barely covered.

How'd ye like a lil' muff.

Dear, a little jig, dear

and take a dance around the bush.

How'd ye like ta push me pashly?

It looks like ye got plenty there to push.

She made a move to grope his front. To this, Alfred grabbed her hand, spun her around, and gently shoved her on her way. And she did.

Alms! Alms!

For a pitiful woman!

What's got wonder and wit.

She approached Arthur. "Hey!" She grabbed his arm. "Don't I know ye, mister?"

Arthur turned to fully face her. "Must you glare at me woman?! Off with you! Off I say! Off!" The blonde pushed past her.

She lifted her dress and followed behind him, skipping.

Then how'd you like to split me muff,

will ye do the jig-

Before she could finish Arthur turns to her again. "Off to the Devil with you!" He raised his arm as though he was going to hit her. She screamed and ran to the other half of the stage.

Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand as it was about to come down.

The beggar woman continued with her begging and exited the stage.

"Pardon me, sir, but there is no need to fear the likes of her. She was only a half crazed beggar woman. London is full of them." Alfred released Arthur's arm which was slowly lowered to his side.

"I must beg your indulgence, Anthony. My mind is far from easy. In these once familiar streets I feel the chill of ghostly shadows, everywhere." Arthur turned to face Alfred fully. "Forgive me."

Alfred smiled. "There is nothing to forgive."

Arthur nodded and started walking away towards the shadows. "Farewell, Anthony."

Alfred caught up with him. "Mr. Todd, before we part."

Arthur turns to him sharply. "What is it Anthony?"

Alfred looked to the floor then back up at Arthur. "I have honored my promise, never to question you. Whatever brought you to that sorry shipwreck is your affair, yet, during the many weeks on our voyage home I've come to thin of you as a friend. And, well if trouble lies ahead for you in London if you need food or money, I could-"

Arthur cut him off with a loud "No!" He look disgusted with Alfred. He turned away with rage on his face, hands tightening their grip on the canvas bag that was at his side. Alfred's look of shock, confusion and worry told him he had to explain.

Ms. Héderváry was so entranced in the acting that he didn't notice that the beggar woman had come up next to her. "How did I do?"

Ms. Héderváry turned a little surprised. "You did really well Feliciano. Do you need help getting ready for your next role?"

With a sheepish laugh, he nodded, scratching the back of his head. "It's mostly the corset that I'll need help with. How are those two doing?"

She looked back out at the two blondes. "Alright. I can tell that the heat from the lights are starting to get to them, or maybe the pressure from the audience, but either way. They'll need a break soon."

Feliciano nodded in agreement, watching as well. Remembering that there is something he had to do, he ran off to the fitting room where Yao was waiting impatiently, tapping his foot with his arms crossed.

I realize that my previous chapter had some errors. I forgot to go back and check for those. Hopefully it won't happen again. I might make a few changes once I'm done, but for the moment, I'm not going back and altering anything.

For those who haven't noticed yet, there will only be human names used.

Ms. Héderváry - Hungary

Mr. Edelstein - Austria

Arthur - England/Britain

Alfred - America

Feliciano - Italy

Yao - China

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Tell me what you think~!