Author's Note:So, uh yeah. I'm sorry this thing sort of went on an unexpected Hiatus. I blame it on myself and what I think was a sudden bout of depression. I should talk to my doctor about it. So yeah, I'm back, I'll post the chapters up between today and tomorrow. There aren't many left. thank you all for your support and I hope you've enjoyed this.
Warnings:uh... Kissing?
Disclaimer:These characters aren't mine. Duh. I'm on FANfiction. net for a reason.
Every hero needs a damsel in distress to kiss them after they've slayed the dragon no matter how small the threat may be.
"I'm bored," Arthur said rolling over onto his back again.
Alfred sighed, "You've told me that at least a hundred times already Arthur,"
"Oh, well sorry," Arthur said quietly leaning back into the mountain of pillows he insisted on having on his bed. He moved the phone from one ear to the other.
"It's alright Artie. Why don't you go do some paperwork?" Alfred asked.
"Would you believe me if I told you I've caught up with it all?"
"It's not hard to believe after seeing you slave over it for years,"
"I'm bored," Arthur said exasperated.
Alfred smiled before readjusting his phone.
"Do you want me to come over?"
"No, it's okay, I'm just really, really bored."
"Are you sure it's just boredom talking?"
"Yes, I'm quite bored, I'm bored to death, well, more like bored to dying, I'm not dead quite yet,"
"Are you drunk?"
"A bit tipsy,"
"Why?"
"Rory's gone,"
"Rory your goldfish?"
"Rory in Doctor Who,"
"Oh,"
"Yes, oh, Anyways, I've finished the episode and I'm really really bored,"
"And sad?"
"And bored,"
"Are you sure you don't want me to come over? I can come save you from all the distress you're in."
"Are you insinuating I'm some sort of Damsel in need of rescuing and you, lazy, gluttonous, clumsy you are the hero?"
"Yeah, I thought I made that clear. So should I come over?"
"Will you please?" Arthur whispered.
"You know, you've ruined the finale for me, I mean come on Iggy, you're always nagging on me to remember the difference in time zones, but you forgot you're ahead of me, the new episode hasn't aired here yet,"
"Oh, right, sorry, will you come anyways?"
"Yeah, I can watch the episode over there and we can cry together,"
"Men don't cry they weep!" Arthur said before falling into a fit of what sounded like giggles and crying, er I mean weeping.
"You really are drunk aren't you?"
Alfred watched as Arthur walked out of the conference room.
"You're not even listening to me, you're looking over my shoulder and watching England walk away aren't you?" Matthew asked annoyed.
"Of course I'll do whatever it was you just asked Bro!"
"Not paying attention to what nations ask you is what got you into the Korean War Al,"
"Of course I'll get you aid to invade what's his name,"
"Alfred listen to me,"
"I am listening!"
"Fine, then I want you to jump off the empire state building after leaving me your country,"
"Sure, let me just schedule an appointment with you."
"Actually scratch that, I don't want you to give me your country. I just wanted to tell you that Seychelles and I have decided to get married. Yup, we're off to Vegas actually since it is after all famous for its impromptu weddings and stuff. Oh! I almost forgot, we're not getting married to each other but to France, and we're going to have lots of wonderful orgies, and you and Arthur are invited to all of them,"
"You're right, I should go say hi to Arthur, see you later!"
"Daft nation."
Seychelles walked up to Matthew, white dress in hand and giggled.
"You sounded just like your father a second ago," she said and gently took his hand in hers.
Matthew sighed, "I know, he's becoming a bad influence on me, next thing you know, I'll be drinking like he does,"
"At least you can hold your liquor. Now come on Francis is waiting in the car for us with the plane tickets. Did you get a chance to tell your brother?"
"Yes, but I told him Vegas and that he was invited to the orgies we'd be having,"
Seychelles giggled again "Matthew! Don't go inviting people just yet!" she said coquettishly as she pulled him towards a sleek black car. Matthew gulped and wondered what he'd gotten himself into.
Alfred had finally caught up to Arthur… sort of, he was still about a half block ahead of him. Alfred walked briskly, and quietly hoping to sneak up on the shorter nation.
Arthur felt rather than saw the nation behind him, but by the time he did it was too late, Alfred was already hugging the living daylights out of him from behind.
"Alfred!" Arthur said angrily.
"Hi Iggy! How're you?"
"You just saw me at the meeting not more than ten minutes ago," Arthur said crossing his arms angrily as he was lifted a few inches off the ground. He yelped at the sudden feeling of not being earthbound. He pulled at the arms still around his waist.
"Put me down Alfred!" he yelled upset.
"Aw, Iggy, don't be that way," Alfred said setting the nation down gently.
"You could've hurt me,"
"No way, I'm the hero," Alfred said walking alongside Arthur now and sliding his hand into the other nation's. Arthur squeezed gently and brought the hand to his lips to kiss.
"My hero,"
"Your hero especially," Alfred said winking.
"So what did Matthew have to say after the meeting?"
"He was asking for my blessing about something, then he reminded me about the Korean war, and then he asked me to go skydiving off the empire state building and he asked for the deed to my country club,"
"You have a country club?"
"No, that's the thing, I really don't remember what it was he was asking me, or telling me. Oh wait! He invited us somewhere!"
"Where?"
"It was somewhere with Seychelles and Francis,"
"Where was it? Probably a blasted, French-organized p-"
"WE NEED TO GET TO VEGAS RIGHT NOW!" Alfred said pulling Arthur along.
"What? Why?"
"MATTY'S GETTING MARRIED AND HE INVITED US TO AN ORGY WITH HIS TWO FIANCEES FRANCIS AND SEYCHELLES!"
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?! IF FRANCIS TOUCHES ONE HAIR ON MY MATTHEW'S SWEET PERFECT INNOCENT LITTLE HEAD I SWEAR ON ALL THAT IS HOLY I WILL MURDER THAT SODDING FROG-FACED PERVERT!"
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