A/N: Another chapter, another day and not a single dollar! lol! Just kidding, but I will make a yell out to my beta. Not a shout out, because that would be saying it nicely. Any who, here is the next chapter! See you all next week!

Matthew had just walked back into the large library from the top door, as Arthur walked in through the bottom.

"Matthew? What are you doing up there?"

Feeling some fear go through him, he answered, "Oh! I'm just getting back from the washroom!"

It was a lie, and he tried not to show it. What he had really been doing was stashing the spell book away in his room. He had a feeling that it wasn't something he should have found, but he still wanted to learn what the book had to offer.

"Alright," Arthur called out.

Another flash and the sound of thunder boomed through the room as Matthew made his way down the stairs. When he got back to the easy chair, Arthur had sat down at his large desk and was filling out documents.

He had been reading for about fifteen minutes when he began to feel uncomfortable. Turning his head, he saw two emerald eyes studying him with an intense glare.

"Are you ok?"

The Brit continued to stare and only answered with another question.

"Matthew, what did you do while I was downstairs?"

A shiver went down his spine at the fear that he had been caught.

"Nothing much, I just read a bunch until I had to go to the bathroom, then you came back." He was trying his best to seem calm and natural as he spoke.

Arthur only gave a questionable nod before returning to his paperwork. An hour later, they heard Arthur's chief call them to the dining room.

-OwO-

It was about 10:30 and Arthur had just sent Matthew to bed. As he continued to work on his paperwork he listened to the sound of the rain slowing down, and focused on Matthew's energy. Ever since he had returned to the library he could sense the magic in his small body and could tell that he was hiding something.

'Perhaps Norway was right', he thought. 'That energy might have come from my area after all.'

"Hey Tinkerbelle!"

The little fairy came out of her hiding place in a bookshelf and flew over to him.

"Tinkerbelle, where you or anyone else in here with Matthew while I was downstairs?"

The little fairy shook her head.

"Hmm, alright. Then would you mind pulling out these spell books for me?"

He scribbled the book names on a scrap of paper before handing it to the small girl.

As she flew back and forth from the shelves to the desk, Arthur began to flip through them, still trying to find the right unsealing technique. She had brought ever book but the last and hadn't come back in a while.

"Tink? You alright?"

The tiny glowing ball flew through the shelves towards him in a fit a frustration before jingling her tiny words out to him.

"What do you mean you can't find it?!" Standing up, he quickly walked over to the shelf where he had put the book a few nights ago, only to find an empty spot on the shelf.

"Please don't tell me tha-" before he could even finish the thought, he felt energy burst through the room with force.

Knowing what it was, and where it was coming from, Arthur dashed up the staircase to the second level, threw the first door open and then made a b-line for the guest room.

Grabbing the handle, he threw himself at the door forcing it open, to find Matthew on the bed with the missing book open, and a magic flame flickering in his hand.

"Matthew put that flame out NOW!" The words that came from the Brit thundered across the room, causing Matthew to jump in fear and it only spiralled downwards from there.

The flame flew out of his hand and through the air before hitting a curtain and setting it into a white, blue and purple blaze.

The flames grew larger and spread fast. Matthew mesmerized and scared, jumped off the bed and over to the door where the angered Brit stood. Arthur looked down at him with a scowl before deciding to brave the flame and tame it.

As he approached the flame, he quickly looked through his mind for a spell that could counter the burning energy.

'Water,' was the only plausible idea that went through his head.

"Ru kia aquis dan strie!"

The words seamed to echo off of a non-existent high ceiling before Arthur raised his hand and a wave of water seemed to form around it from thin air. He focused it for a second and then released it, causing the white flame to steam before sizzling and exploding into a glittering snow the fell through the room.

Arthur sighed. He hadn't expected the snow part, but the disaster was averted. Turning around to see a wide eyed Matthew by the door; he took a breath and walked over.

"Matthew what were you thinking?!"

The boy shrank away behind the door as the words left Arthur's mouth.

"Do you know what you could have caused? You put yourself in danger and almost burned down the house!" The boy's eyes began to tear up, but Arthur ignored it and continued.

"That book is as dangerous as a gun or knife, and not knowing how to handle it could kill someone else or you!" The tears began to fall and Matthew looked up at Arthur. He gave a sobbing nod before his eyes began to flutter shut.

"Crap," Arthur called out as he caught the young Canadian.

"The seal and the strain of using the magic must have worn 'im out," Arthur said to himself as he lifted the boy and carried him to his own room, laying him on the bed.

In the back of his mind he knew it was a bad idea but it was either here or the other bedroom that had caused him to collapse under the pain of the memories inside of it. So here was his best option for now, until he could clean up the spare room.

He sighed as he looked at the sleeping Canadian on his bed before smiling a bit. Seeing Matthew in his bed reminded him of when the twins lived with him, and he thought of the good times they had together.

Arthur walked to his door to be greeted by Captain Hook, Uni, Mint Bunny and Tinkerbelle.

"I know it's late, but can you all help me clean up that room," he asked the group. They all looked at each other before nodding. Captain Hook and Uni walked towards the spare room, while Tink and Mint bunny pulled on Arthur to force him into his bed.

"You need sleep too Britain," the small rabbit squeaked. "You sleep now, and we'll take care of the room, ok?"

Reluctantly, Arthur sat down on the bed and yawned. "Are you sure you're all ok with this?" The fairy jingled and the bunny giggled.

"We'll be fine sir."

Britain smiled before lying down and saying to his departing friends. "Thanks you guys."

The door closed and Arthur could feel his eyelids grow heavy as he looked over to Matthew's sleeping figure next to him. He was half asleep, and nearly missed it, but the words he heard the boy mumble brought a few tears to his eyes before he too fell asleep.

"G'night, Iggy."