"Da-dee? Da-dee? Wake up, Da-dee, it's morning."
Honey tried to shake him awake but his Da-dee was still in a deep sleep and let out a small groan. Sitting there he looked around. It was almost ten and this was the time when they started their lessons. Laying on his Da-dee's side he waited for a minute.
"Da-dee, please get up?"
"Honey? Hey, Honey, come on we're late. Oh! Is he a sleep?"
"Da, he is."
Peter walked into the room and picked up Honey from around the waist. "Then we best leave him. Poor thing must have had a bad night. Let's go to our lessons and we we're done I'll bring you back and I'll be he'll be up in jiffy."
"Really?"
"Yes, of course. Come on lad we're late!"
Francis handed Arthur another drink. "How is it coming along, Mon Cher?"
"Not good… I can't find much on metal anything in my book. Gods, if we can get Alfred back to normal he might stop this. I figured since he lost his control he might not even remember capturing us. To him it's like a dream or patches of a dream that feels like it could have or couldn't have happened. He might not even know he is married to Russia. There in love in that married."
"I'm afraid your wrong."
"What? Oh, gods, Francis... please don't tell me!"
Nodding Francis hugged him from behind the chair. "Oui. They have fallen in love with each other without even noticing."
Covering his face in his hands Arthur let out a broken sigh that sound like a half sob,
Canada sighed he stopped for a break. The sunflowers were coming a long nicely. Smiling a little he went to a bench and sat on it. Looking at the flowers he slumped down a little. Since he had been let out he hadn't seen his brother.
He missed. He missed him do much it hurt… and he was going to help destroy him? How could he have thought of such a thing? Was he really that lonely. Sniffling a little he stood up and walked to where his coat was. Dressing in it he went back to the house.
Trudging to through the snow he made it to the back door and opened it. Shaking off the snow he hung up his things and hung them up he walked towards the kitchen then stopped. Looking out he saw Russia's truck leaving. Looking up the stairs he went up them.
Knocking softly on the door he waited. Hearing someone say to open it he turned the knob and looked in with one eye.
Alfred sat there looking like he had just woken up looking out into space. When he looked at the door he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Hey, Mattie."
"Hi, Al…"
"Come in. Did you need something?"
"No… I just, I was.. Um... I missed you…"
Blue eyes looked wt him with sleep and then the older blonde yawned and stretched. "Come one Mattie. Come lay with me."
Soon both brothers laid there in silence. Matthew had his eyes closed and started to remeer long ago when they were children. How he used to sleep in his brother's arms like this. Safe and warmth. Comfort most of all. Enjoying the moment it was ruined when something tightened.
"Urgh!"
Alfred jumped and grabbed his remote and pressed a button and the collar came off completely akign sure his brother was alright he glanced back.
"Honey?"
The child looked shock. "He was hurting you."
"No, he wasn't. Come here. This is my brother. We we're only cuddling. We're connected that way. You okay, Mattie?"
"Y-Yes…"
Alfred held the child. "You can't use that whenever you want. You can only use it if it's an emergency. Now, go on and play with Peter."
"Okay, Da-dee."
Alfred pulled Matthew into his arms to resume the comforting closeness they could only feel with each other. Then he blinked.
"Honey?"
The child popped back in. "Yes?"
"Where is your Papa?"
"He went out."
Arthur rubbed his eyes. This potion was taking too long to set. He had to stir it even few minutes so it wouldn't bubble. As he continued to turn it he saw someone scrubbing. Looking a little ways as far as he could since he had only and ever been either in the cells or in the kitchen he tried to see who it was.
After all there were so many cells and with the sound proof and two way mirrors and doors no one knew just how many of them had been caught.
"Japan? Is that you?"
The small said looked up in surprise. "England-san? I thought you were still free?"
Shaking his head England stirred the pot again. "I was one of the ones first caught. I have no idea who else is here. How long have you been here Japan?"
"I do not know. There is nothing to indicate what month it is or even a day. Only the clocks tell us the time, but nothing more."
"I see… have you've seen anyone else?"
"I know that Canada works in the greenhouse and that food greenhouses are worked by Spain. I have seen Austria giving the children pianos lessons."
"Him too huh? Looks like they wasted no time is gathering everyone up."
"Mon Cher, Ivan is coming back." Francis warned as he adding in some more spices to the food he was making.
Japan left hurriedly and Arthur continued his task at hand. As he stirred it more he heard the heavy boots walk towards the kitchen. Gulping he tired to not look at him and pretended to be solely focused on the potion.
They didn't say anything when he walked in but he stopped and looked at the potion. Nodding he left the room and Arthur let out a breath he was holding.
"Here, mon cher, drink this."
"Thank you," Arthur said taking the glass of water. "How many, Francis? How many of us have been locked away?"
Hugging him from behind Francis kissed his lips gently. "Too many."
Once the stables were fixed Ludwig set down the tools and looked over at his brother who was combing the horses.
"Are you going to talk today, bruder?"
Prussia shook his head.
"I would rather you said anything… just a word."
Another shake and Gilbert looked away.
"How long has he been like that?"
Looking back Ludwig sighed as Finland walked in some horses and Sweden also set down his tools. "Since we got here."
Not wanting to hear it Gilbert lead a horse out to comb it's mane. Walking it out he hugged the animal. Hugging it he lead it to run around after he brushed it out. As he hugged the horse slightly he felt a chill run up his back. Looking out the window at the main house he shivered again.
A horrifying scream echoed down the hall. Everyone looked to see where it was coming from and some did try to find it. Lithuania ran to see what was going on and hurried up the stairs. Another screamed was heard as if whoever was in pain.
Francis dragged Arthur away from the potion since it was now cool enough not to bubble and they held on to each other as the screams continued. It never seemed to stop. Then suddenly it die down and a thud was heard.
They peeked out the door to see if they could see anything but nothing but the dark stair case stood there. Then they heard foot steps sounding. Soon two bare feet walked a little ways down with blood splattered on them.
Stopping as if the person had noticed them they moved back a little and the feet started to come down slowly again and then they saw a body being dragged. Gasping they moved back. Soon out of the shadows with a light smile that would have be warm if not for the cold stained eyes appeared that glinted with insanity.
Walking down slowly with the body dragging behind him Alfred softly singing a song that made Arthur was to vomit.
"London Bridge is burning down, burning down, bringing down, London Bridge is burning down my dear England. The Queen of England sent her men, sent her men, the sent her men. The Queen of England sent her men and I shot them down. Now your people will suffer and pay suffer and pay, suffer and pay. Now you people will suffer and pay… My. Dear. England."
Arthur turned and threw up in the sink as Alfred walked passed them with out a single glace back, with the melody of London Bridge. "La la la la la la la,"
The song continued to echo into the house.
To In The Mix: Thank you! I'm so glad I'm better too. Now I can write again
To Ichigo1010: I am somehow offended =_='
To queenofchaos: Er… maybe not so much anymore :D
To Cheshire Stripes: Change of name? XD hes a Mama/Da-dee's boy ;D
To love-for-bakas: England cares. He's just belongs to Russia and America now. It's what you get for planning on killing someone. :D
To Curious1here: He likes being a mama so he felt slightly bad about it. Slightly. Um, I don't know anymore. My hands just type and my mind wondered here and there form place to place from one yaoi manga to another- Ahem! Anyway… :P As you wish he is now scrubbing away without the light of day
To ResaKeilor: No.
To Sexykill69: Then my job is done :D