"Just…Just what the hell are you doing in my house? And you're eavesdropping on me?" Arthur stammered. "W-Who do you think you are?"
Alfred waved his hands, motioning him to stop.
"What do you not want me to find out?" Alfred blurted out suspiciously. "And why are you referring to the countries as people? Are you like….one of those escaped mental patients who talk to inanimate objects-" Arthur groaned and hit his face against the wall. Alfred continued to pester him.
"C'mon already! Spill the beans! Tell me!"
"No one says 'spill the beans' anymore really Alfred."
"Well- wait don't change the subject! Tellllll meeeeeeeee."
"You know too much already."
"TELL. ME."
"I cannot and I won't."
"Why?"
Arthur began to look away. "W-Well…you see…w-well I just can't tell you, you idiot! It's too complicated for your small brain to comprehend! And I can't trust you!" Alfred finally stopped pestering Arthur.
"Y…You don't trust me?"
"Well of course I don't. We've only just met. And you tried to eavesdrop on me, and you also somehow stalked me enough to find my address, then climb into my house. Why. On. Earth. Would. I. Trust. You." Arthur rolled his eyes. Alfred didn't take it so easily though
"Oh…I see." He began to walk away. " I guess you probably don't want to see me anymore do you?"
"W-Well-"
"And you probably want to rid me of existence."
"Hey you git I never said that-"
"Bye Arthur…forever." Alfred opened the front door, then shut it.
Arthur waited a few moments before calling, "You were never really good at acting~!"
"I HATE YOU."
