It's been about a month since I've updated this o_O I guess that was due to writer's block, but today I had an idea of what could happen at the end, so I got motivated to write more of this story XD


"How am I gonna explain this to my family?" Alfred suddenly asked. He and Arthur had been walking back to the American's house (they weren't in a hurry since it was Saturday, and Alfred wanted to give Matthew enough time to calm down...) and had only been trading a few words and occasional insults.

Arthur blinked at him, but decided to go for the most obvious thing "It's 'going to'. Who the hell came up with 'gonna' in the first place? And what do you mean, anyway?"

"Well, I can't exactly just say to everyone; 'oh, hey! This is Arthur, he's a fairy that's staying with us for some reason that I still don't understand'"

"I told you, I've been assigned to you. That means we're stuck with each other. And anyway, if that's the only thing that's bothering you, I can just alter their memories" Arthur said this as if it was one of the most casual things in the world.

Alfred stopped walking, taking a moment to mentally go through what the British man had just said. "Alter their-...You mean you can change their memories?" he frowned, obviously worried. "Isn't that...I don't know, dangerous?"

"Of course not" Arthur almost huffed. "All I have to do is change their memories slightly so that they think I'm some kind of exchange student that has to stay at your house, or something similar. That's one of the most simple things a fairy could do"

"Okay, okay...But...nothing will go wrong, right? I'm not going to go home and find my family thinks they're monkeys or something, right?" Alfred asked, trying to play off the question as a sort of joke, even though he was truly nervous.

"Nothing can go wrong, Alfred" Arthur reasurred. "This is one of the first things we're expected to do when we get assigned to a human. We have to practice it a million times before we're even let out into your world. This would be easier then fixing that lamp"

"O-okay..." Alfred said hesitantly. "Just so you know, I'm still not completely convinced that you're a fairy"

"Ugh...Are all human so stubborn?"

"It's just...if faires exist, then why not vampires, and werewolfs, and goblins, and, and...I don't know, unicorns!" Alfred exclaimed loudly.

"Huh? Oh, they do" Arthur replied nonchalantly.

Alfred tried looking for any sign that the Brit was joking, but his face was serious. "Okay..." he said after an awkward silence. "Why are you wearing that?"

Arthur looked down at his clothes. He was wearing a long dark purple robe, that was trailing on the sleeves were too long for his arms. "This is my uniform" he said simply.

"Uniform for what?"

"School" Arthur looked at Alfred confusedly. "Doesn't your school have a uniform?"

"My school is non-uniform...And anyway, what kind of school uniform is that? It looks like something a wizard would wear..." Alfred looked at material suspiciously. "Don't tell me you're going to be following me around wearing that..."

"I don't have to wear this. I can change into something else if I need to" Arthur said, sounding a little annoyed.

"Good. What other clothes have you got?" Alfred couldn't help but notice Arthur pale slightly. "Er...you do have other clothes...right?"

Arthur looked away from the American, blushing slightly. "This is all we ever have to wear at my school...No one has any other clothes, they usually just buy or borrow them once they get here..." he laughed nervously. "Say...you wouldn't happen to have any I could borrow, would you?"

"Er...Don't you have any money?" Alfred faltered when he saw Arthur shake his head. "Why not? Okay, forget that, what do you have?"

"Um..." Arthur looked up in an attempt to remember. "What I'm wearing now, a spell book, a pen, a pencil and a notebook" Arthur finished, smiling.

"Dude, that's it?" Alfred stared at him in horror. "You literally don't own anything else? But...that's barely anything!"

"Oh, no" Arthur shook his head. "I have much more then other faires. Most of them don't have a pen"

"Then...what do other faries get?"

"They usually just start with a pencil and a notebook"

It took a while for Alfred to say anything else. "How can you act like that's completely normal?" he eventually yelled.

Arthur jumped back slightly. "Isn't it? They started giving faires they were 'worried' about a spell book a few years ago, and someone I know from the outside gave me the pen..."

"'Worried'...? What-?...Okay, you know what? Just forget it. My parents are going to kill me if I'm not back soon..." Alfred continued walking, but then looked over his shoulder at Arthur. "Just...do that memory change thing"

The Brit nodded, closing his eyes as he started to glow. Alfred watched, a little nervously, as the light intensified to the point where it was almost blinding.

He blinked when the light faded. "So...that's it? My family think that they know you now?"

"I told you it was easy"

"Yeah..." Alfred eyes widened. "Wait, what about my brothers hair? Did you turn that back?"

Arthur rolled his eyes. "No, I completely forgot about the thing you were yelling at me about five minutes ago" he said sarcastically. "Of course I did. It should be pretty much normal again"

Alfred decided to ignore the 'should' and 'pretty much'. "Good..." he grinned. "'Hey, how about a race back to my house? I bet I'll beat you!" he started running before Arthur could even answer.

He couldn't help but wince as he ran through the forest. He was so scared of his younger brother that he didn't think about getting any shoes or even a jacket. So right now, Alfred was a bit cold, and had a few stones digging into his feet.

The American leaped over the fence that lead to his back garden easily. He had done it enough times before, and could probably do it with his eyes closed if he wanted to. Except he wasn't allowed to do that, since the last time he had tried he had somehow ended up breaking his arm, but still.

"Hey, Mattie?" Alfred called, forgetting about the British fairy. He stepped through the house anxiously. "Um...Are you-?" He stopped as he walked into the living room, noticing three things.

1: Matthew's hair was (thankfully) back to normal.

2: Arthur was sitting next to Matthew on the couch.

3: His brother was holding the polar bear from before.

Alfred honestly didn't know which one of these things to ask about first.

"Oh, hey Alfred" Matthew suddenly said, noticing Alfred gaping at them from the door. "Something wrong?"

"Um...Er...Ah...Hair?" Alfred asked numbly.

Matthew twisted a lock of his blondish hair around his finger. "I know, it's weird, right? It was definitely blue when I looked in the mirror, but when I looked later, it was normal again" he looked at his brother, slightly surprised. "Did you put some kind of hair dye in my shampoo that fades out on it's own? Personally, I didn't know they even made that, but..."

"Hey, that wasn't me! I didn't do anything to your-"

"Then why did you run away this morning?" Alfred glared at Arthur, who had just spoken up (apparently) innocently.

"Yes, Alfred. Why?" The Canadian's voice lowered suddenly, to the point where it sounded malicious.

"I...was just going out jogging...?" Alfred said uncertainly. "A-and another thing, why is he there?" he pointed at the Brit angrily. Arthur's eyes widened in obviously fake surprise.

"What do you mean?" Matthew frowned. "Arthur's a foreign exchange student. He's living with us for a while. Did you forget that?"

"No..." Memory change. Right. "I...I meant the polar bear!" Alfred continued determinedly. "Why the hell is that thing there?"

"Huh...?" Matthew asked blankly. "Oh, I found him in the kitchen. I think he might of run away from a zoo or something"

"Then call the zoo and tell them to take him back" Alfred sighed. He was really going through too much at once.

He was caught off guard when he noticed Matthew pout slightly. "...Do we have to...? I was kind of hoping we could...I don't know...keep it?" he looked up at Alfred hopefully.

Alfred glanced at Arthur blankly, but he only received a shrug in reply.

"Mattie...Dude...We can't keep a polar bear" Alfred tried to say calmly.

"But..."

"Come on, what would our parents say?"

"But only one of them-"

"I know!" Alfred exhaled in an attempt to stop himself from raising his voice. "I know...but..."

Arthur looked between the two brothers bewilderedly. "...Are you two arguing?"

"We're not" Alfred replied firmly. He glared at Arthur irritably. "And just so you know, I'll let this whole memory thing slide, but if I find out you've done anything weird to my family then I'll...um...Just don't do anything!" he finished furiously, stomping out of the room.

Matthew turned to Arthur, puzzled. "What was that about?"

"Who knows?" Arthur lied, trying to hide a faint smirk.


Chapter finish~ And I am super happy right now, 'cause it's SUMMER HOLIDAYS *0* No school, YAY XD Anyway, please review and tell me what you think ^_^