"So, how have you been? People have been talking at school...rumor has it that your either very sick, or very delusional." Kiku said. Both teens were sitting on the couch. Arthur's legs were crossed, and he stared at the Japanese boy with a hopeful expression.
"You have to understand me Kiku! Please, your the most sane person that I've met so far." He claimed desperately.
"What do you want me to believe?"
"This isn't the correct universe" Arthur said seriously. "In reality you me, and basically everybody else are country personifications. I just woke up two days ago in this strange house, and...and Ivan and Alfred are fucking married! Not only that, but they claim to be my parents. Everything is all wrong!"
There was a silence before both Arthur and Kiku heard the floorboards creaking from upstairs. Shit, someone else must have woken up. Arthur most certainly did not need to be interrupted by the two adult figures. Most likely they would listen in on their conversation.
"Arthur-san, I honestly don't know if I can believe you." Kiku said slowly. "The idea just seems impossible to me. I remember meeting you a few years ago and we became best friends. Just a week ago you were completely different. You and your parents have always been very close."
"That's impossible...they aren't my parents! Don't you get it Kiku? None of this is real!" Arthur shouted. "I am supposed to be England, you are supposed to be Japan, Alfred is supposed to be America, and Ivan should be Russia!"
"Have you considered that perhaps you may have it all wrong? What if this is your real world and this apparent country people world is the false one?" Kiku asked quietly. Arthur's mouth gaped open. If Kiku wouldn't believe him then who would? Things were getting out of hand.
Just as Arthur opened his mouth to say something, Alfred emerged from the stairs. His hair was messy and he didn't have his glasses on, clad in only pajama pants.
"Morning Artie" He said, before noticing the visitor. His face broke into a bright smile. "Oh hey Kiku, sup? I'm glad you stopped by, Arthur needs to visit with other familiar faces to try and get his memory back."
"Hello Alfred-san" Kiku greeted politely. "I was just stopping by to see Arthur quickly before school. I take it he's not coming back for a little while?"
"Yeah. At least not for the rest of the week. Maybe if he's a little calmer on Monday then we can send him back. Anyway, I'm going to make my morning coffee and get started on breakfast. You eating with us Kiku?" Alfred asked.
"No thank you, I've already eaten. Speaking of which, I better get to school so I wont be late" Kiku said, standing up and turning to Arthur. "We can finish this talk later. Just hang in there and try to relax. Even if this isn't your real world, whats so bad about enjoying it?"
With that, Kiku left, leaving Arthur sitting on the couch still, eying the door with wide eyes. Arthur sighed. At least Kiku hadn't called him insane. He was partly on his side of things, but not that much. After all, how on earth could he possibly enjoy being parented by Alfred and Ivan? There was nothing at all exciting or wonderful about this horrid experience. Nonetheless, Arthur wandered into the kitchen.
"I'm making cinnamon roles." Alfred said, smiling happily when Arthur entered the kitchen.
"Sounds lovely" Arthur said a little dryly. "So what are we going to do today?"
"I actually have to run into work for a few hours, so you'll be hanging with your father. When I get back, which should be around noon, then we can go out to eat or something. Sound good to you?" Alfred asked. Even though the American was awful at reading the atmosphere, he understood that Arthur wasn't as comfortable around Ivan as he was around the American himself.
'Great' Arthur thought to himself glumly. 'How on earth am I going to survive a whole morning with a creepy Russian who thinks he's my father?'
"Sounds fantastic" He answered sarcastically instead of voicing his thoughts.
"Awesome!" Alfred said, completely missing the sarcasm.
Alfred asked Arthur to pour the drinks, and Arthur complied. There was nothing better to do, and at least Ivan wasn't up yet. Being in the kitchen with Alfred was a lot less uncomfortable since even in this life Alfred always prattled on about useless things and always had something to talk about. After pouring three glasses of milk (chocolate milk for himself and Alfred) he then waited patiently for the cinnamon rolls to be done. One could never deny a delicious cinnamon roll, even if you were on the wrong earth and had two creeps for parents.
"Do I smell cinnamon rolls?" Ivan asked cheerfully from the doorway. Luckily this time instead of emerging in boxers the Russian man was instead already showered and dressed.
"You betcha!" Alfred replied. "But tomorrow your cooking breakfast, got it? If I cook too much then it'll ruin my reputation as the man of the house."
Ivan snorted. "Alfred my sunflower, I think that it is quite clear that I am the man of the house." He said.
"What? No way dude! I'm much more manlier than you!" Alfred argued.
"Then why do I top whenever were in the bedroom?" Ivan question with a raised eyebrow.
"YOU TWO ARE BLOODY DISGUSTING!" Arthur shouted from his seat at the table. Fuck, now his appetite was gone. His breakfast of delicious cinnamon rolls was completely ruined.
"You don't top all the time!" Alfred said, ignoring Arthur's outburst. "I did last week."
"That was a one time thing only" Ivan told him.
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP! BOTH OF YOU ARE DISGUSTING IDIOTS!" Arthur yelled once again. He really didn't need to hear this.
"Language Arthur" Alfred said, finally breaking the argument with Ivan. Of course it wasn't an actually serious fight, it was mostly just playful. Ivan hugged Alfred close before bringing the plate of cinnamon rolls to the table. The two adults sat down, each sitting in a chair next to Arthur. That made the Brit even more uncomfortable. Most of the meal passed in silence, though every once in awhile Alfred and Ivan would try making small talk with Arthur. Finally Alfred had to get to work, hurriedly rushing from the kitchen to get dressed.
As soon as Alfred left, the atmosphere turned very uneasy. Ivan was still eating his breakfast and Arthur had just finished. Luckily he was able to escape to his room before Ivan could tell him otherwise. That was how he spent the next hour, just lounging on his bed and flipping through books. Just as he reached the next chapter of his currant book, Ivan knocked.
"Arthur, my work just called. I need to run into the office and sign a few papers. You must come with me since your dad and I do not trust you alone at the house in your currant state. Do not worry, it will take less than an hour."
"Wait what?" Arthur blinked. "I don't want to go anywhere. I'll be fine for an hour!"
"Come along Arthur, were leaving in five minutes." Was all Ivan responded. Arthur growled in frustration. He didn't want to go to Ivan's work! It was hard to believe that the man could even work for some important business company.
After a ten minute ride, (which went by with complete silence) they arrived to a serious of large tall buildings. A sign nearby read Laggart Transcontinental Inc. Okay, so that was certainly a strange name...but they both got out of the car.
The lobby of the main building was actually pretty impressive. There was a massive sculpture of some old guy balancing a globe over his head, and many people were rushing this way and that throughout the room. A circular desk was located in the middle of the room, and behind it was a grand staircase.
"Good morning Mr. Braginski!"
"How are you today Mr. Braginski?"
"Mr. Braginski, good to see you!"
Many people greeted Ivan enthusiastically as he and Arthur made their way inside. Frankly it creeped Arthur out. A lot. Despite this, he followed Ivan bravely towards the front desk where several secretaries were frantically directing people places, talking on the phone, and clicking away at their computer keyboards.
Ivan walked over to the end of the desk where a woman with long brown hair was sitting.
"Hello Brenda" He greeted her. "My boss called and said something about some papers?"
"Oh, yes" The woman responded, looking up from her computer. "There already in your office. One of your assistants had the liberty of taking them there for you."
"Thank you" Ivan said, before taking Arthur's arm. "Come along, the office isn't too far."
Arthur was pulled along with Ivan over past the stairs and instead to a fancy elevator. For an elevator, it was pretty fast. Going up to the third floor barely even took more than five seconds. Once upstairs the crowd was a lot less than before. The hall was mostly filled with office doors, but there was also a restroom next to the elevators. They walked towards the end of the hall where a large red fancy set of double doors stood. A golden plague next to the door read Ivan Braginski: Vice President.
Ivan's office was massive on the inside. There was a dark wooden polished desk stacked with papers, and two chairs across from it. By the window there was also a couch, which Arthur sat down in as soon as they entered.
"Ah, g-good morning Mr. Braginski!" A voice chimed from the doorway. Arthur looked up and was shocked to see no other than Lithuania. He was wearing a suit and carried a tray with drinks and snacks on it.
"Good morning Toris!" Ivan greeted enthusiastically. "Have you brought us refreshments? How kind of you."
"Yes, I brought you your morning coffee as usual" Toris said before turning to Arthur. "And I have also brought you earl grey tea Arthur, just like you normally have whenever you come to Ivan's work."
"Hold on a minute" Arthur said. "Do I normally come here often?"
"Of course" Ivan said. "Usually you come here after school a few times a week, otherwise you have Kiku over at the house."
This news appalled Arthur. So basically in this world he always would spend time at this strange company, and with Ivan nonetheless? How preposterous! This life was so different than his normal one. If things like this went on long enough then Arthur wasn't sure he'd survive.
"You'll have to excuse Arthur" Ivan told Toris when he noticed the other man looking a little shocked. "Arthur has lost his memories. Hopefully it is only temporary, so he forgets who you are."
"Oh" Toris blinked. "Then allow me to introduce myself. "I am Toris, Ivan's assistant. My two half brothers Eduard and Ravis are also assistants, but Ravis only works part time since he's still in school."
Arthur didn't respond and instead sipped his tea. Of course by now seeing other countries as regular humans wasn't as quite as big of a shock as it was in the beginning, but he could never fully get used to it. Toris cast a glance of sympathy at Arthur before exiting the room. All was quiet as Ivan sat at his desk, the only sound being scribbling as Ivan's pen scrawled across the papers. As time went on, Arthur began to think deeply. If he was going to find a way to get back to his own life, he couldn't be constantly watched by Ivan and Alfred. He would have to get away from here somehow.
Finally he came to the only conclusion. He would need to run away and try to find the fairies. They were the only ones who could fix this. He could escape and go to his own home in England where his fairies would have to be for sure! Yes, this was the solution! There was only one problem...sneaking away from Alfred and Ivan. He would have to do it tonight when they were sleeping.
"Ready to go?" Ivan asked, interrupting Arthur from his thoughts.
"Er, sure" Arthur readily agreed, more than happy to go back home. After all, he had some planning to do if he was going to leave tonight. As soon as they returned home Arthur bolted upstairs hastily to start packing. Little did he know that Ivan watched him from his spot in the living room, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Something was up with Arthur, and he was going to find out.
a/n: I have nothing to say other than "LIFE IS BUSY!"
I have an essay due soon, a bunch of vocab to learn, and I also have a huge Latin test to study for. The teachers are cramming us with work sine the end of the year is almost over. Once things calm down I will be updating this story along with others. Seriously, I promise that I will continue EACH and EVERY story soon. Until then...bye!