Arthur was not very good at flying. Alfred had to hold back his laughter. He figured it would have been best to start with hovering just a few inches from the ground so Arthur couldn't hurt himself. Apparently, it was a lot harder than Alfred thought.

Alfred, the experienced flyer, was happily hovering perfectly, only moving up and down slightly. Arthur, on the other hand, appeared to think that waving his arms would help him keep his balance that Alfred wasn't sure how he lost.

"You make this look bloody easy," Arthur grumbled.

"That's because it's supposed to be," Alfred laughed. "I was just kidding around the first time. Mastering flying can be done in, like, 10 minutes. The old Lost Boys leader could get someone from Earth and they were flying by the time they got here."

"Then, how is this supposed to be easy?" Arthur glared at him.

"Let me, see," Alfred tapped his chin. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust… I don't think you have those first two."

"What does faith and trust have to do with anything?" Arthur landed on the ground.

"Part of the gig," Alfred shrugged. "I don't question it."

"Faith and trust in what?" Arthur asked.

"I guess it's just generic?" Alfred muttered. "I have no idea."

"Then how does that help me?" Arthur crossed his arms over his chest crossly. Alfred knew he was supposed to be mad, but it always looked so freaking adorable when he did that! Alfred really just wanted to go up to him and hug him like crazy.

"How about you try thinking about a happy thought, first?" Alfred asked. "Usually helps a lot."

"Happy thought?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, don't ask me," Alfred put his hands in front of himself. "A happy thought will get you in the air. Faith and trust will help you control it. I'm pretty sure there was a reason you only got an inch off the ground."

"What the bloody hell is an inch?" Arthur asked.

"What's that European equivalent to an inch then?" Alfred asked. "A meter?"

"That wasn't a meter, Alfred," Arthur shook his head. "That was a couple centimeters."

"Then, there you go," Alfred nodded happily.

"Happy thought?" Arthur asked and Alfred nodded again. "Fine." Arthur straightened himself out and closed his eyes, obviously trying to think of a good happy thought. Alfred chuckled to himself. Normally, a happy thought could simply come to someone. Then again, Arthur was different than everyone else.

Assuming that Arthur needed some help, Alfred quickly came towards him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Arthur's eyes shot open to give him a ridiculous stare.

"What was that for?" Arthur asked, an obvious blush rising to his face. Alfred noticed Arthur was quickly starting to rise from the ground, but decided to keep even with him, so not to freak him out too soon.

"Happy thought?" Alfred smirked.

"I was doing just fine on my own!" Arthur snapped and tried to turn away, the blush still present on his face. But Alfred used his hand to keep Arthur looking at him.

"Well, guess what that did?" Alfred asked happily and looked down at the ground, which was nearly out of sight. They had nearly breached the top of the trees.

"Wha-" immediately Arthur started to freak out. His arms and legs seemed to spasm, and Alfred had to hold onto his arms to get him to stop.

"Hey, you're fine," Alfred smiled and made them stop now that they were above the trees. "I've got you."

"Why is your grammar always so atrocious?" Arthur chuckled, shaking his head. But he bit his lip as he looked down. "So, what is your lesson now?"

"Now's your faith and trust bit," Alfred smiled. "How about we try putting your faith and trust into me. I won't go anywhere, alright?"

"Fine," Arthur nodded slowly.

"Okay," Alfred nodded. "I'm gonna let go now. In 3…2…1." And Alfred let go.

Arthur simply stared at him, obviously trying not to think about how high up they were.

"See? You're a natural," Alfred smiled. "Now, come on, let's go take another tour."

"What?" Arthur asked as Alfred grabbed onto his hand and started flying.

"Well, your first tour was pretty lame," Alfred shrugged. "Now that you can fly, though, and I have unlimited time, we can go everywhere!"

"And why do we have to take a second tour?" Arthur asked.

"Practice mobility," Alfred smiled back at him and Arthur rolled his eyes. "Check it out, though, this is pretty cool." Alfred flew towards the rainbow that stretched over the entire island on rare days. Because of the logic of the island, once could actually go up and touch it. So, Alfred happily flew over it and skimmed his hand through it, a flurry of colors coming from his hand.

"How?" Arthur muttered and looked down at it.

"I can tell you wanna try it," Alfred stopped, hovering just above the rainbow.

"Alright," Arthur gave him an odd glance and tentatively touched the rainbow, almost as if it would kill him. But it simply died his finger tip red, the color where he touched it.

"You can also try this," Alfred let go of Arthur for a second and dropped through the rainbow before going back through it to fly next to Arthur again. Looking down at himself, he found that he was died a couple different colors, but they quickly faded.

"That is insane," Arthur laughed and Alfred couldn't help but smile at it.

"There's a lot more you didn't get to see the first time," Alfred winked and held onto Arthur's hand and started to pull him along to another location. He knew Arthur would like this one, considering the way he had acted around the fairies in the forest the first time they did this.

Alfred was able to quickly find the mermaid lagoon, where several mermaids were lazing on rocks in the sun. Arthur did smile at the sight and Alfred helped him lower down so that he landed on a rock near one. Alfred did have multiple issues with letting Arthur be so close to these creatures; he had seen what they had done to a lot of other people on this island. But Arthur seemed to have a way with magical creatures, if they had willingly saved him when he nearly drowned.

Plus, the smile on that face and hearing that laugh would make anything worth it.

"Still wanna see more?" Alfred asked and the mermaids made a move to hold on tighter to Arthur. Alfred understood they probably didn't trust him with him after what had happened, but Arthur seemed perfectly fine. "Hey, I promise I'll keep him safe."

"I won't be leaving any time soon," Arthur smiled at them. They all smiled back, not the horrible, terrifying, toothy smile Alfred had seen them give on many an occasion. But a pretty, human smile that showed that they were actually happy…and not trying to rip off your flesh.

"You wanna go exploring now?" Alfred asked, helping Arthur up so that he was floating, too.

"How about we just relax?" Arthur laughed.

"But, you just came back," Alfred smiled. "I mean, a lot changed when you were gone and…well, I missed you."

"Where did I go off to?" Arthur asked.

"Home?" Alfred asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.

"My home is here, love," Arthur smiled and started towards the beach. "How about we just sit and you can help me with this 'catching up' I seem to need?"

"Uh-hu…" Alfred muttered, not really trusting Arthur's judgment at this point. Maybe he was just blocking out home for the time being because of what had happened before… "Maybe we should relax."

And so they both started to the beach for a nice day of…relaxing.

Bah, I keep on coming up with short chapters... What is this? Whatever, now Arthur can fly, but something's off. You'll find out next chapter, which I am deeply hoping will turn out to be longer...

Please review! It really inspires me to write!