America/Alfred: 19

Americat/Max: 1 year old

Canada/ Matthew: 19

Britain/Arthur: 18

Italy/Feliciano: 18

Germany/Ludwig: 19

Prussia/Gilbert: 21

Austria/ Roderich: 30

Scotland/Robert: 32

N. Ireland/ Connor: 22

S. Ireland/ Murphy: 22

Whales/David: 20

New Zealand/ Kyle: 24

Australia/Christian: 27

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Hetalia nor do I own the songs from The Little Mermaid

~10 Years Later ~

Nets tugged at the pulley, signifying that they were full and ready to board the ship. Calloused hands from life at sea heaved the heavy load. Rough as it may be, the crew wouldn't trade their profession for the world. Best part of all was their Princes, Alfred and Matthew; such men of their kind were rare to come by. Royalty willing to partake in voyages that were…not quite fit for a royal to say the least and to actually help keep the ship in top shape was nearly unheard of and yet, here they were. Finer leaders, they would find none. Still, one would have to do something to pass the time. So one of the sailors began to sing as he pulled, "Heave-ho, heave-ho; I'll sing you a song of the king of the sea. And it's hey to the starboard, heave-ho. The ruler of all of the ocean is he in mysterious fathoms below."

The crew, familiar with the song, sang along with him, "Fathoms below, below from whence wayward westerlies blow. Where Triton is king and his merpeople sing in mysterious fathoms below."

Soft sea spray misted Alfred's pale cheeks as he leaned forward over the ship. With a hand firmly griping some rope, and another holding his cat in place on his shoulder, he closed his eyes in pleasure at the cool mist and the scent of salt water. He giggled when he saw a family of dolphins skip alongside of his ship, "Look, Mattie, dolphins! Isn't the sea great?! What with the salty sea air and wind blowing in your face." He watched as seagulls and pelicans dove into the water to catch some fish. Alfred tossed them some chunks of bread.

Matthew moaned in agony, his hand over his mouth. Poor thing he looked absolutely miserable with his head hung over the edge. He looked up at his brother, "Oh, yes," he dry heaved and emptied his stomach over the side, "Delightful." The younger twin wiped his mouth with his handkerchief as he sat down on a barrel. He raised an eyebrow at his brother's un-princely like behavior and sighed, "Alfred, please come off of there. You're going to get hurt."

"No, I'm no-woah!" Alfred slid off the ledge and laughed at his brother's panic stricken face. "Just kidding. Come on, Mattie. Loosen up! I'm a hero remember; it's going to take more than a slippery ledge to take me down." Max meowed in agreement.

Matthew groaned and buried his face in his knees. "You have Ludwig to protect you. Besides, the ledge is slippery because of this terrible storm. I hate it! It's making the ship move more than it should and it's making me seasick."

"Keseseseses~ don't be like that, Birdie, it's just a bit of a drizzle. Now see that way over yonder? That's a storm. Right here, right now, there's a fine strong wind and a following sea. Old Fritz must be a good mood this morning," said Gilbert smacking the young prince on his back. The albino tugged at the ropes to tighten the sails. He ducked when a fish went soaring by his head. "Oi, West, don't be wasting the grub! I'm going to need it for tonight's feast." Gilbert sent a dark look over to his young brother, one that the blond returned.

"I wouldn't be 'wasting' it if you got the name right. Don't listen to him, Prince Alfred, my bruder is an idiot. He meant to say King Triton was in a good mood," said Ludwig with a straight face, ignoring his brother's eye roll.

The twin princes exchanged curious glances, "King Triton," the asked in unison.

Ludwig nodded and continued to sort out their catch. "Yes, he's king of the merpeople." He smirked and pointed at his charge with a fish, "Every good sailor should know that."

When the royal twins looked like they were going to ask for more information on merpeople, Gilbert intervened. "Pay him no mind, Birdie. He's not all there in the head. Hasn't been since he was a kid and almost drowned. He kept saying some nonsense about how some little merbrat saved him."

"He did!"

"There is no such thing as merfolk," continued Gilbert bringing an arm around Matthew, completely ignoring the annoyed glare his brother was sending him. "It's just a bunch of nautical nonsense."

"It's not nonsense; a merboy really did save me. They live down in the depths of the ocean, bruder."

"Yeah, whatever." He winked at Matthew and pointed at his brain with his index finger, twisting it in the universal 'he's-insane' motion.

"I can see you, Gilbert. I'm not crazy. I'm telling you the truth!" Ludwig tossed him another fish, this time actually making contact. The albino sputtered as the tuna squirmed in his grasp and slapped his face a few times before managing to jump back into the water. Gilbert looked at it in dismay before turning to glare once again at his brother. Ludwig huffed and continued to sort out the fish for that nights birthday feast.

The tuna sighed in relief when it was a few good feet away from the ship. He looked up and could vaguely see two figures wrestling. 'Humans', it thought, 'such strange creatures.' The tuna offered a moment of silence for his fallen brethren and prayed that some would be as lucky as him to be tossed at the strange human with red eyes. It seemed that he wasn't very good at catching which would increase their chances of survival. So long as they slap him about first. With those parting thoughts he made his way to deeper water to wait out the ship so that he wouldn't get caught in the fishing nets again. Perhaps he could go to Atlantica; wasn't there supposed to be a concert today? Thinking hard as to why King Robert would hold a concert so soon after the last one the tuna remembered. Ah yes! Today was the debut of Prince Arthur. With a smile he decided that yes, perhaps it would be for the best if he went to Atlantica after all.

And so, the tuna swam deeper into the dark fathoms below, where the beautiful blue of his surroundings turned darker. He swam past schools of other fishes, past fields of seaweed, only stopping momentarily for a bloom of jellyfish to cross. Pointing his nose downward he descended a trench where he waved hello to a blue whale friend of his and her daughter as they swam by him, the whale's eyes lighting up in joy. The tuna, suddenly felt himself being held delicately around his midriff, looked up and saw a smiling face look back down. He relaxed his fins, allowing himself to be carried the rest of the way to Atlantica by the merman and watched as other merfolk, women, children and men alike, flocked towards the underwater city.

Giggles caught the tuna's attention, making him turn his head around enough to see mermaids chasing each other and mermen racing to the mouth of a glowing cave. His 'ride' was one of the mermen partaking and with a wink as a sole warning, the tuna held on tightly as the merman increased his speed, his copper fin flicking violently, in effort to win the race. The tuna covered his eyes with his side fins in fear. A gentle tap not a moment later coaxed the tuna to uncover his eyes to reveal that he was already at the gates of Atlantica.

"I hope I didn't scare you too much Tuna-san. I'm afraid I allowed my siblings get the best of me but we did win," spoke the merman who had carried him. "Now if you excuse me, I must sit with my friend. Please do enjoy the concert. I hear it's going to be quite a performance."

Merfolk and sea creatures gathered around and found their seats in the royal concert hall. The tuna found his cousin amongst the members of the orchestra and waved. His cousin managed a wave back while balancing a coral shaped like a flute. Members of the audience settled down when seahorses, dressed in the royal tabard, aligned themselves next to Toris and blew into their horns.

Toris cleared his throat, "Introducing our host for the evening, the lord of the seven seas and sole wielder of the Trident, His Royal Highness, King Robert!" Mermen and mermaids alike stood on their tails to clap energetically for their king as he entered on a large shell chariot pulled by dolphins. He nodded at his subjects with a kind smile and waved the Trident to light the chandelier above them. The dolphins pulled his chariot onto the royal balcony before detaching themselves from the reigns and taking their leave. Toris cleared his throat again, "and now presenting the distinguished court composer, the illustrious, the talented Roderich!"

Roderich struggled to keep a hold of his dolphin drawn chariot but managed to keep them swimming at a steady pace. He waved politely at the audience giving him a standing ovation and kept an aloof face, though on the inside, he was grinning broadly and his ego was inflated beyond relief. The dolphins pulled him towards Robert so that the King could bless his baton

The redheaded merman grinned and gave his friend a friendly smack on the back , "Can't wait for tonight's performance, Roddy. My brother's said it's going to be amazing."

Roderich shuffled through his composition, "Indeed. This is concert is going to be the finest one I've ever conducted. You're brothers will be fantast-woah!" He clutched his paper tightly with one hand while the other held on to the reigns of his rowdy dolphins. When he struggled to right himself, Roderich felt Robert's large hands steady him. "Thank you, your majesty."

Robert laughed boisterously and settled in his seat. "No worries. I look forward to seeing my little brothers sing. Especially little Artie."

"Arthur does have a very lovely singing voice," said Roderich as he ushered his dolphins to his post while muttering to himself, "if only he bothered to show up to rehearsal once in a while." The lights dimmed, with a sole spotlight on him. The audience marveled at how his dark purple tail reflected lavender in the light as he readied the orchestra. Tapping the end of his baton on the stand he raised his arms, the orchestra watching carefully before playing the notes off their music sheet.

Three large clams rose from under the stage when the curtain of bubbles pulled away. They opened soundlessly to reveal mermen, who smiled at the audience and broke into song, "Ah, we are the brothers of Robert; great brother who loves us and raised us well." They looked up at Robert who beamed with pride. "There's Christian," the oldest merman with a red-orange and white tail twirled out of his shell. "Kyle." A blond merman smiled shyly at the audience and also twirled out of the clam while vocalizing in the mist of his brothers powerful voices. "Murphy. Connor." Twin mermen held hands and circled around their second youngest brother. "David." The five brothers swam to the fourth clam that had risen higher than their own. The looked at the audience with mischievous smiles, "And then there is the youngest in his musical debut." Robert leaned over his seat in excitement. "Our seventh little brother, we're presenting him to you. To sing a song Roderich wrote, his voice is like a bell. He's our brother, Arth-ah…hmm." The red-headed twins covered their mouths to hide a snigger while Kyle face palmed. Christian snorted and cast his brother Robert a look.

Roderich snapped his baton in half from his annoyance. He knew it. He knew he should have locked the prince in that damn clam. He knew it! He looked up at the balcony and he knew that the king shared his feelings on the matter. Robert's eyes green eyes flared into an emerald, his Trident glowing dangerously in his hand, as he growled out his brother's name, "Arthur!"

Arthur peeked over a crevice and grinned when he saw the sunken ship. He knew he could find it without asking for directions. The prince chuckled as the sound of tired pants grew closer to him. "Come on, Feli. You're taking too long."

Feliciano dropped himself onto a rock and wiped his forehead. "I'm s-sorry. It's just that, this place is a bit scary...and you were swimming too fast.

"Oh come off it. You can swim faster than me. Also what you mean scary? We've been to hundreds of sunken ships, what makes this one so different," he asked while dragging his friend with him to get closer to the naval corpse. Arthur rolled his eyes at Feli's resistance.

"This one's deeper than the others. Not to mention its dark here. You know I don't like dark places," grumbled the brunette merman. "It's colder too."

"Well, if you don't like it, you could always just stay out here and watch for sharks." Arthur squeezed himself inside through a broken window.

Feli nodded happily until he realized what his friend had suggested. "Hey, wait!" He tried to squeeze inside as well but his hips where a bit wider than Arthur's so he got stuck. "Arthur! Arthur help me!

The prince turned around and sighed to himself, "Oh, Feli. Maybe you need to lay off that seaweed pasta your brother makes." He chuckled at the look of horror on his friend's face when he managed to pull him inside.

"But it's so delicious. It's as close to human pasta as I'm ever going to get." The two swam around the cabins inside the ship oblivious to the dark shadow that swam over them.

A silver glint caught Arthur's eyes and he rushed forward, "Feli look! Isn't it amazing?"

Feli looked up from a crystal hair brooch he found, "What is that?"

"I don't know but I bet that frog, Francis, will." They placed their findings in Feli's satchel and kept looking. Arthur was about to pick up a pipe when he heard Feli scream. "Bloody hell! What? What is…oh dear." He pulled a trembling Feli into his arms and swam back to the pipe. "Are you ok? They must not be much to look at without the-um, skin and stuff, huh?"

Nodding, Feli pulled his dark aqua colored tail up and leaned back, "Yeah. I hate seeing them when they're just bones." His amber eyes lit up, "Ludwig was very cute."

"I know. You've only told me a million times already. Hmm, look I found another ink splatter." He showed it to Feli who took it eagerly. Ink splatters were his favorite things to find. He loved how the colors would blend together to make landscapes or capture moments between people. The two mermen froze when they heard the ship groan.

"D-did you hear that? You heard that right?"

Arthur cocked his head and brushed a hand through his blond hair. "I think it was just the ship settling."

"But you said…you don't think there really are sharks around here do you? They weren't very happy when your brother told them to stop hunting merchildren." Feli paled when he heard another groan and pulled his satchel close to his body. "Arthur lets go. I think we found enough for today."

"Stop being a wanker. It took us forever to find this ship and I don't want to leave until we've found every last bit. I was just messing with you about the sharks. Robert exiled them to the North Pacific. We should be fine. Now come on, I want to see the captain's cabin. They always have good stuff."

Feli let out a sigh, the air coming out as tiny bubbles and followed his friend. He stopped halfway, the scales on his tail tingling in warning. "Arthur," he called softly. His multicolored-gradient fin flicked anxiously when he saw a dangerous shadow on the wall of the room. "Arthur," he called a bit louder. Bracing himself with all the courage he could muster at the moment, Feli turned around to look out the window. Sure enough, "SHARK! Arthur! Shark!" He swam backwards and bumped into Arthur.

The great white smirked and smashed through the window, only to turn into a merman upon entering. The merman had a pale blue tail with white and silver stripes. His black hair was pulled back into a braid as he circled the two frightened mermen. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? The young prince and his little boyfriend out for a swim? A bit far from home aren't we, Prince Arthur?"

Arthur scowled, "Feli isn't my boyfriend. And even if he was what's it to you, Damien? What are you doing here anyway? I thought Robert had you and your brothers banished for stirring up trouble."

Damien shrugged, "He did but the little ones are hungry so I went out to hunt. Being sealed of our magic did have its repercussions but…" he body convulsed and his mouth became bloody as his teeth grew in size, quantity, and shape. A great white stared down the two mermen hungrily, "We can still do this!" He lunged towards Feli but Arthur pulled him away, shoving a table into Damien's open mouth. The great white had no trouble biting through it however. Spitting out the shards of wood he turned angrily towards his prey as they tried to escape through the small window they entered from.

"I don't care how good it tastes, Feli. When we get out of this you're going on a bloody diet!" Arthur backed up before forcing his tail to propel water as fast and as hard as it could to push him towards Feli's struggling body. With a pop, he managed to push his body through. He followed after him, only returning for the satchel. He watched as Damien made a bee line for him.

Breaking through the wall of the ship, the great white swam faster to catch up to his lunch. When Feli felt the tip of his fin enter Damien's mouth, he turned around and lifted his tail out just as the shark closed his mouth. With wide eyes, Feli turned his head around to look for Arthur but instead became acquainted with the mast of the ship he had just been in.

Arthur looked behind him to see if Damien was still following him but gasped when he saw that the merman was trailing after Feli's dazed body. Dropping the satchel he raced to catch him through the noose of an anchor. With Feli in his arms, he smirked. "Arthur, pull me through! What are you waiting for?!"

"Not yet, Feli. Trust me." Feli groaned in fear, his arms tightening around his friend's neck. They watched as an angry Damien smiled cruelly, his large body moving straight towards now. "Ready, Feli? And NOW!" He pulled the trembling merman through and swam away, after picking up his satchel of course, ignoring Damien's roars of anger and desperate thrashes in attempt to dislodge his head from the anchor.

Francis lounged on a rock while singing to himself and staring into a mirror with a sense of longing. He weaved a sea star into his golden locks and fixed the beaded cuff around his bicep. "Look at you sexy devil you," he said huskily. "Honhonhon, but I am, mon cher." The vain merman chuckled and ran a hand down his silver tail. He marveled at the baby blue scales that ran down the sides and onto the sides of his fin where it fanned out into a silver gradient. He reached around to lazily scratch at the black rose shaped mark on his lower back.

"Oi, Francis," called out Arthur, waving to get his attention.

The blond merman jumped and in his surprise he dropped the mirror he had been looking into, "Oh non! My mirror!" He was about to jump in after it but Feli popped up from the water and handed it over with a cheerful smile. Francis took it and eyed the brunet lecherously, "Ah, Feli. The only one who is almost as beautiful as moi. How are you this fine day, mon cher?"

Feli, oblivious to the hunger in his friend's eyes, brought out the satchel Arthur had handed to him after their escape. The prince rolled his eyes and emptied the contents onto the rock, "We need you to tell us what we found."

"Yeah," cried Feli excitedly, "We went into this sunken ship Arthur found. It was really scary and-"

Francis looked at the objects with interest, all sense of teasing aside for the moment. "Human stuff, eh? Let's take a look," he slid down on the rock belly down with his tail over his body, the tip fanning out and poking Feli in the eye. Arthur frowned but kept his comments to himself. It was difficult to get his idiotic friend to focus long enough to explain the purpose of the goods they would bring and, if he became focused on his own accord, he wouldn't press his luck by distracting him. He watched as he picked up the fork, "This, mon amis, is special."

"What? What is it?" Feli smiled at his friend as his foul mood turned positive. Arthur clutched at the rock and looked at Francis with childish wonder.

Francis patted the blonde's head. "This is a dinglehopper. You see, human women, or men with gorgeous hair, run this baby through their hair like this," he demonstrated by running it through his own hair. "Then you twist it like so and pull." He winced as he did so, eyes widening when a clump of hair came along with it. At the looks of surprise exchanged between Arthur and Feli, Francis waved their fears away, "Uh-it-it's supposed to do that. Humans do this every once in a while to pull the bad hair out in order for prettier softer hair to take its place. Want to feel?"

Arthur shook his head while Feli reached out to pet Francis's hair. The prince took the fork back and examined it. "A dinglehopper," he murmured before putting back into his satchel. "What about that one?" He pointed to the pipe.

The older blond pulled his head away from Feli's gentle hands and took the pipe. "Now this is something I haven't seen in years. C'est fantastique ! Back in prehistoric times, humans would sit around," he pressed his face closer to Arthur so that the prince could see the clear blue in his eyes, "and stare at one another all day. It got very boring." He moved back and toyed with the pipe, "So the humans invented this, the bulbus snarfblatt in order to play music for entertainment. Allow me to demonstrate." Francis brought the pipe to his mouth and blew hard into it, making his cheeks go purple. Seaweed and muck spewed out of the opening of the pipe from the pressure and the merman sputtered in disgust.

"Music? That doesn't sound like any…music…music! The concert!" Arthur grabbed at his belongings, packing them back into his satchel. "Feli why didn't you remind me? My brother's going to kill me!"

Feli turned away from the chocking Francis and furrowed his brow in confusion, "The concert was today? I could've sworn Lovi told me it was going to be tomorrow."

Arthur sighed and took the snarfblatt from Francis, "It wouldn't surprise me if he lied to you just to spite Roderich. Thank you, Francis. We'll see you around soon. Come on, Feli!" He waved good bye and dragged Feli back home.

"Any time, mon chers," called Francis, "Anytime!" When his stomach growled he patted it fondly, "Don't worry, mon ami. You'll get food soon enough." He sat up focused. White feathers sprouted onto his body as he shrunk in size. Testing out his wings, Francis released a pleased squawk and flew away.

As the prince and his friend dashed back home, they were unaware of two mermaids watching them from afar. They pressed their cheeks together and removed their eye patches to reveal a glowing violet eye each. In a cave a few miles from them, a merman with a black tail sat in a crevice, eating live shrimp. With closed eyes he watched as Arthur fretted as he and an unknown brunet, his friend perhaps, made their way home, "Da, hurry home little, Arthur. Wouldn't want to miss Big Brother Robert's celebration."

The visual went away when Ivan opened his mismatched eyes and ate another shrimp, reveling in how it released a pained squeal as he chewed down slowly. "Celebration," he frowned, "celebrating what exactly? More like flaunting his power and wealth while is idiotic subjects bask in his and his family's glory." He slid out of his crevice, disheveled fin swishing back and forth to slow his decent, "Must be nice to live in such a warm place with an abundant food supply while I and my sisters live in this wretched hell hole, wasting away to practically nothing. Banished and exiled," he growled angrily, "we're practically starving." He heard his sister's whimper inside his head from afar, no doubt worried about him and his sudden spike in frustration. A downside to having traded eyes with them, they could feel each others emotions. No matter. It was a small price to pay to be able to have eyes out there while he stayed in here. Speaking of which, "Natasha. Natalya. Keep a close watch on our little prince."

The two mermaids nodded and followed after the pair of friends. Their brother chuckled darkly, "If memory serves me right, little Arthur has always been Robert's favorite brother. He may just be the key to the King's undoing."

"Irresponsible! Reckless! Careless!" Arthur flinched with every word his brother threw at him, wishing nothing more that Feli could be next to him for moral support. Then again, he discreetly looked to his side where the brunette was being chewed out by his own brother. "Are you listening to me, Arthur?!"

The prince sighed and nodded, "I am, Robert. I'm sorry, I lost track of time and, well, to be honest I completely forgot about the concert."

At this Roderich, who had been silently fuming beside his king, lost it. "Forgot? Forgot?! This was your musical debut and you forgot? Not only did I write this song especially for you but this concert was meant to be the highlight of my musical career and now I'm the laughing stock of the entire kingdom!"

Feli heard this and escaped from his brother's choke hold. He swam up to the ranting mermen, "But it wasn't his fault!" Backing up with widening eyes when Robert narrowed his emerald orbs at the two teens he and his friends practically raised as their own, Feli tried to explain. Lovino swam over to hover next to Robert on his left with his arms crossed. "Uh, um, well you see…there was this shark and he was all ROAR!" The older mermen exchanged exasperated glances, Robert leaning his head on his fist while Roderich massaged the bridge of his nose. Feli, oblivious once again to the mood continued his rant. "And then Artie was like, 'you need to go on a diet, Feli' but I don't really want to cause I really like your seaweed pasta, Lovi. I don't really have to, do I? Oh no! Am I really fat?"

Arthur sighed and shook his head. "No you git, I was just teasing. And the second time it was just something I said in the moment. We did have a deranged shark coming after us."

The curl on the side of Feli's head curled into a heart, "Ve~Really? Yay! I really like seaweed pasta and I wasn't sure if I could keep up with the diet if I had to go on it. Anyway," he turned back to Robert, "Then Francis came by and he was telling us about how this is this and that is that and then he said I was pretty!"

Lovi and Robert snarled at the same time, though perhaps their reasoning where different. Lovi shouted first, "You went to see that pervert? I thought I told you to stay away from that self-absorbed bastard?" He reached out to choke his brother again but he let out a squeal. Flicking his olive green tail forward he saw the source of his pain. A turtle had the tip of his fin firmly in between its lips. "Let go you little bastard! Damn it, I said let go." He swished his tail back and forth quickly but the turtle only clamped his mouth harder. Roderich rolled his eyes and gently coaxed the tail out of the turtle's mouth. He handed over the creature to a fuming Lovi. "I swear if Antonio didn't have a passion for turtles, I would've cooked you in a gumbo by now." He muttered to himself about stupid turtle loving bastards disappearing for ten years and saddling their stupid pet on him while going back to the kitchen.

Arthur was about to take this moment to escape with Feli to their special place but Robert held him in place. "Francis, huh? And where did you two see him? Because last time I checked that fool had a preference for living on the surface when he found out that he could make himself look like a damn bird!"

Arthur groaned to himself, "Nothing happened."

"But it could've," argued Robert getting up from his throne. "Arthur, how many times do I have to tell you not to go to the surface? I acknowledge that I can't force others to obey that law but you, you are prince. You have to obey them." He forced his brother to meet his eyes, "what would you have done if you or Feli were seen by one of those damn humans. One of those barbarians?!"

Arthur narrowed his eyes in annoyance, "Robert, they aren't barbarians."

"They're dangerous, Arthur! Do you think I want to see my baby brother ensnared b-by some fish eater's hook?"

The prince backed away from his brother's hold and furrowed his bushy eyebrows in anger, "I'm hardly a child anymore, Robert. I'm 18 now, an adult by any standards. Human or merfolk."

Robert blinked in surprise before clenching his hands, his fin wriggling with frustration, "Do not take that tone with me, young man. You technically may be an adult but you are still under my care and while you live under my ocean you will live by my rules."

The prince's own tail was twitching with agitation, "But, big brother, if you just listen to-"

"I don't want to hear another word from you, Arthur. And I don't ever want to hear that you and Feliciano have gone to the surface again is that clear? I said, is that clear?!" The two siblings matched each others glare but the older won when his little brother's lip began to quiver. With a frustrated grunt, Arthur reached out for Feli's arm and dragged him away.

He swam past his other brothers who were hiding behind pillars. They gave him a disapproving glare. "Bugger off, I don't want to deal you wankers," muttered Arthur, "Come on, Feli."

Christian shooed his younger brothers back to their room as he swam towards his big brother. Robert sat miserably on his throne with Roderich at his side. "Robert?"

The king looked at his younger brother as the strawberry blond merman curled his tail underneath him. "What is it?"

"Don't you think you were too hard on him? Despite what he says or may think he is only a kid after all."

Robert's face saddened some more, "I was just thinking that myself. Did you see how his lip was quivering?" He released a sigh, "Well, at least he didn't cry this time."

Roderich snorted, "Please, your majesty. Don't be too hard on yourself. Did you even see how Lovino reacted? Now that is being hard on a sibling. At least you didn't choke the prince. Besides teenagers these days are way too wild. I remember back in our day, our parents would keep up on a tight leash and wouldn't budge no matter how badly we wanted a bit more freedom. As I always say, give in an inch and they'll swim all over you. Why if Arthur were my brother I'd show him who was boss; none of this flitting to the surface and other such nonsense. I'd keep that boy, hell both boys on tight control." He crossed his arms over his chest and sniffed, perhaps he'd help Lovi out with Feli. After all, he was his charge as well. And if it hadn't been for that wayward curled merman, Arthur wouldn't have…no. Even he couldn't complete that sentence. Arthur would've eventually found a passion for surface trinkets and…those fish eaters. He was Arthur after all.

Robert and Christian exchanged smiles and glanced at Roderich coyly. Christian crossed his arms on top of his brother's head and leaned forward, tail curled over his body, the fin flipping lazily back and forth. Robert allowed this and poked at his friend, "You know you're absolutely right, Roderich."

"Of course I am," said the black haired man, chest puffing out in pride.

"Arthur needs constant supervision."

"Constant supervision."

"Someone to always keep tabs on him."

"Always."

"Someone who will make sure he and Feli will stay out of trouble."

"All the time."

Robert grinned, "And you are just the person to do it."

"Of course I-wait what?" Roderich frowned when the royal brothers laughed at how easily Robert persuaded him to be Arthur's baby sitter. No persuaded was too kind of a word; he was tricked. Conned! "B-But your majesty I-"

"Are perfect for the position, you know him best and you practically raised Feli. Who better to be his shadow than their favorite composer, eh Roddy?" Robert poked him in the stomach to emphasize his point, making Roderich's chest deflate in resignation.

Knowing better than to argue against the king, friend or not, he nodded solemnly. "Of course, your majesty."

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