I could have been an a$$ and stopped updating on purpose just to screw with you guys but I decided I wasn't going to do that today XD

"F-F-FRANCIS!? What the bloody hell are you doing here!? Go away!" Arthur cried dumbfounded. What is he doing here he doesn't live here! Arthur stared at Francis, Francis stared at Arthur. Arthur had this 'Oh-my-god-what-the-fuck-is-he-doing-here' look on his face, while Francis had this 'Ohohohohohon' look on his face.

"I was just walking enjoying the beautiful weather when Poof! You knocked (Name) out cold and you're dragging her into the backyard for who knows what! Are you trying to make me jealous? Ohohohon you're almost as good as me when it comes to love!" blabbed Francis.

Arthur gagged as he heard what Francis thought he was doing and he almost lost it. "You bloody git! I did no such thing! Me acting as you!? BLOODY HELL NO! Now why don't you leave me alone you wanker! SHE passed out, I'M taking care of her, YOU are leaving right now!" yelled Arthur as he carefully put (Name)'s body on the grass as he pushed Francis around and kicked his butt to make him move away from him.

"Ooooohhh we're playing that game now? Ohohohohon~"

Arthur gagged once more as he pushed him to the ground and slammed the gate. "GO AWAY!" he yelled. He picked up (Name) and he went over to the back door. He tried opening it. As he suspected, it was unlocked. He went inside and locked the door behind him just in case Francis came back again.

He was in the kitchen now, he smelled something coming from the table. He looked and saw it was tea that (Name)'s mother left for him and (Name). 'I'll get the tea later...' he thought as he went to the couch and laid (Name) on the couch. He sat beside her legs.

'How long is she going to sleep anyway?' he thought, worried. He decided to stay by her side until she woke up. That way if (Name) woke up he could go find Artie while (Name) stayed safely at home.

'Well she isn't going anywhere...I should get some of that tea...'

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Lukas's POV)

"Hallo Gilbert? I'm back!" Lukas called as he entered the office. He was still dragging Artie by the arm. He stood by the counter as he saw him come out of a room. "Ja?" he asked as he looked at Artie, then at the cuffs.

"Ach? What's with you? You brought in Kirkland?" Gilbert seemed confused. He stared at Artie. "What did Kirkland do?"

"Wait this isn't Kirkland! Kirkland is blonde!" said Lukas. He stared at Artie. "What is your name anyway?" he asked.

"I'm Arthur Kirkland..." Artie said quietly.

Lukas stared at him in shock. 'There can't be two Arthur Kirkland's...' Lukas turned to Gilbert.

"Lukas." Gilbert said calmly. "That's Arthur..."

"N-No he isn't! Look at him! Don't you see anything /wrong/ with him!? Like oh I don't know, his EYES!?" Lukas cried. He turned to Artie. "No, serriously what is your name?" He glared at him.

"I'm being serrious...my name is Arthur!" Artie cried. He looked as if he was going to cry.

"Kumpel, I don't have time for this..." muttered Gilbert. He sighed.

Lukas wanted to yell his head off right now. That little...! How dare he mock him. "You IDIOT. You can't both be Arthur!" he spat.

Artie raised an eyebrow. "Well then what are we going to do about it?" he asked sad.

Lukas looked at him for a moment. 'Did I do that...?' he felt a little bad now... "(Fast Sigh) Okay fine. From now on your name is Artie instead of Arthur, got it? Artie Kikland." said Lukas irritated.

"Artie...?" asked Gilbert in an confused tone. "That sounds pretty good enough. How about that Arth-I mean Artie."l

"Ooohhh I like that name! Okay, that's my name now then!" Giggled Artie in a cheerful tone.

"What am I dealing with anyway...?" Lukas wanted to facepalm. 'Why do /I/ always get the weird ones...'

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Artie's POV)

"Come on right this way." said Gilbert as he lead Artie into a small room with a table with three chairs next to it.

Artie wondered what was going on. What did he even do anyway? It's not like he out anything /lethal/ in it, she just passed out...end of story. So why was this even happening to him?

"Um...what am I doing?" he asked confused.

Lukas gave him a long hard stare. "You're being questioned. Step into this room and have a seat."

"Hmmmm...'Kay." he said as he walked into the room and took a seat at the chair. He saw the others sat across from him and they looked like they were ready to begin.

"So what were in those cupcakes?" asked Gilbert.

"Hm, Vanilla, some sugar...and just one of my /special/ ingredients." replied Arthur.

"What /kind/ of ingredients you mean...?" asked Lukas.

"If I told then they wouldn't be secret~" chirped Artie.

"I don,t think this is going to get anywhere." said Lukas.

"Errr...let's keep trying...Okay. Next question. How many cupcakes did you bake?"

"Um, I believe 3 dozen..."

"So who bought them?"

"(Name), that Arthur fellow, and I believe that's it." responded Artie. He looked at them for a moment, why were they doing this? 'I thought they would already know this already' he thought, boredly. He had a bored poker-face look on his face as he answered the questions they were asking him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Several minutes pass of questioning~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Your POV)

The last thing you remembered was being by Arthur's side and then passing out. Er...what happened anyway? You struggled to remember. Well you finally remembered Artie, and the cupcakes...the damn cupcakes...

You just woke up, and you were on your couch, in your living room. Wait, what? You didn't remember going home...

"Eh...eh?" you said dazed,looking around. Well, nothing seemed out of the ordinary...unless Artie was here...Oh mein Gott hell NO.

"Oh, you're awake now? I'm in the kitchen drinking you're moms tea she left me! Be right in~" answered that familiar British voice again.

Was that Artie or Arthur...? It was kind of hard to tell. They sounded so alike, you didn't know whether to scream and pass out again, or sit there and relax.

"Who's there!?" you croaked. "Tell me now! I'm a black belt and I know how to freaking use it!" you cry. It was a rather useless cry, but you knew Martial Arts really well and can kick anybody's butt if you felt the need to.

"Now Now, don't get so agitated. It's just me, love." sighed Arthur as he walked into the living room. "That tea was rather delicious. Are you feeling alright? No cuts or bruises or headaches?" He asked concerned as he placed his hand across your forehead.

"Well um, I don't feel weird..." you say unsure. What was IN that cupcake!? "Arthur, um, what are we going to do now?" you ask.

Arthur scratched his head. "I was going to go to that stupid Artie's place and give him a little piece of my mind but I don't suppose you would like to go there now would you..."

"Hm, well I don't want to die...well I didn't die when I ate the cupcake but errr..." you shiver.

Arthur nodded, than got up from the couch. "Well I suppose you are right. I promise I will be alright, if I don't come back in about, let's say, five hours go call Gilbert and his little assistant. I'm sure they'll get the job done."

Wait, what!? He can't go there alone! What is he thinking? You tried to get up, but you found your body was surprisingly sore. Oh thats just wonderful. Truly wonderful... Now what were you going to do to help? I mean you wanted to help as much as Arthur, but you can't help with a sore body and an slight hint of a headache. You sigh, as you figure out what to do. "A-Arthur! What are you thinking!?" You can't do that what if he does stuff to you!" you cry.

Arthur chuckled. "Please, what would he want with me of all people? Well actually a lot of things but ahem, that's beside the point! He hurt you and I'm not going to let that go!" he said with so much determination. He really cared about you...

Awww that's so sweet! Wait...

WERE YOU FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM!?