spiffy- sorry for the long wait, this is probably one of my shortest chapters so please forgive me lol
I wrote out the chapter but then I forgot to save it so I had to start over...anyway on with the fic...
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-TIME SKIP (LATER THAT DAY)-
Arthur couldn't place it, but after the 'incident' earlier he's been feeling kind of off. I mean really, right now he should be at home watching over his son while drinking some tea, now instead he's at some mildly sketchy bar drinking his problems away. And where is Peter? The large eyebrow man had asked his, sort of, friends Antonio Lovino to take care of him while he got totally hammered. Unfortunately unlike all the other patrons at the bar, Arthur wasn't a very quiet drunk, in simpler terms he was standing on the bar with nothing on except a black apron. Where he got it, no one knows all they knew is that there is a really annoying British guy loudly complaining about his life and dancing on the bar.
It wasn't until he started to undo the apron did the owner/manager of the establishment decide to step in.
"Mien Gott! What the hell are you doing?!" shouted the man, who just happened to be Gilbert, everybody's favorite albino German, "That's it buddy I think you need to leave." he had managed to get the blonde off the bar top and was now currently escorting him to the door.
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-ANOTHER TIME SKIP (NEXT MORNING)-
When Arthur awoke the next morning he notice two things; one he was extremely hung-over and two there was a very angry-looking French man and a nervous looking Canadian staring down at him.
He tried to sit up but there was something holing him down, he looked and took notice of an incredibly pale arm draped over his abdomen. It only took him a moment to regester what had happend last night, even though it wasn't one hundred percent clear to him.
"So this is what you do when I leave you incharge of our son, leave him at some stranger's place and have sex with someone you probably don't even know?!" It was obvious that Francis was livid, he honestly had tried to stay calm about Arthur leaving their son at some random, well random to him, person's house, but all that calmness went to shit when he saw the man sharing a bed with the blonde with large eyebrows.
Francis's short rant had caused the guy in bed with the Brit to wake up, and when he did he was considerably confused.
"Woah who the hell are these peop- oh hey Birdie!" Gilbert said when he saw the blonde Canadian standing slightly behind a taller French sounding man.
"Um hey Gil," Matthew said awkwardly as he tried not to take a peek at the German's shirtless chest. Now Matthew didn't have any real feelings for the albino German, but he had to admit he had a pretty damn good body for someone who drank like he did.
"Birdie? Are you okay?", Apparently Matthew had zoned out staring a his albino friend's smooth chest without even realizing it. Which isn't the best thing when you're standing right next to your boyfriend.
"Hm? Oh yeah I'm fin-" the glasses wearing blonde was interrupted, once again, by Arthur who was almost forgotten between the three other men.
"What the bloody hell are you two doing in my apartment?," Arthur was in no mood to deal with Francis. He was hung-over, tired and on the verge of annoyed and pissed, "And for the love of god would you please but a god-damn shirt on?" This question was directed towards Gilbert, who just happened to be the only guy not wearing a shirt at the time.
"That's not what you were saying last night," he muttered to himself, well at least he thought.
"Get out!" If looks could kill every person in that room would have been long dead," I swear if all three of you are not out of my appartment in the next two minuets I will call the bloody cops and we can have a repeat of yesterday!"
Most of them got message, except Gilbert, who stopped to ask, "What happened yesterday?", but instead of a response he was met with a shoe to the face and an angry Brit yelling for him to get the hell out.
Finally after all his unwelcomed guest had left Arthur had decided to get up to grab himself a nice cup of tea and enjoy the calmness of an empty room. Well, at least until he heard a knock on the door, totally driving him from his calm state. He got up and sighed "So much for a quiet morning".
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spiffy- wow that took 'foREVer' ( hope someone gets the reference )
anyway please tell me any suggestion you might have, I'm running out of ideas
and because its summer I'll TRY to post at least every other week :) please fav and comment Thanks