Part 11

"Now where did I put my keys to the hero mobile? [1]" Alfred mumbled looking around. He let go of me and began to look everywhere except right in front of him for his keys. I sighed and grabbed the keys from the kitchen table. I turned to him as he grinned at me.

"Here they are Mr. Hero." I said sarcasm heavy on the last part. He just smiled and took the keys from me.

"Hold on, we're coming too!" Antonio said. Alfred narrowed his eyes at Antonio and began to think. I just leaned against the wall and watched Alfred think. It wasn't something that happens a lot so might as well watch.

"Alright, but we are riding in separate cars because Ame has to ride in the hero mobile." Alfred said smiling. Francis raised an eyebrow at the name for Alfred's car, but decided against commenting which was probably smart. Alfred is very protective of his car and its unique name.

"You should probably give them some clothes Alfred, they're still in their clothes from yesterday." I said looking up at him. Alfred looked Francis, Gilbert, and Antonio over and saw that they were in fact still wearing the clothes from yesterday.

"Of course I will!" He yelled before grabbing Gilbert and taking off towards his room. Antonio and Francis quickly followed. I chuckled and sat down on the couch. It was only about 10 in the morning and I sighed. Then I jumped as my cell phone went off. It began to play a British song and I quickly pulled it out. The caller I.D. said that it was Arthur…. Wait, why was Arthur calling me?

"Hello?" I asked answering the phone.

"Hello Ame, is Francis over there? He hasn't been over to annoy me and I was hoping that Alfred would have killed that frog for something." Arthur said his voice growling out the word frog. I chuckled lightly and smiled.

"Yes, Francis is over here, along with Gilbert and Antonio. They seemed to think I owed them something so they decided to come over yesterday and ended up spending the night. When Francis goes back to Europe, if you see him, feel free to do whatever you want with him." I said smirking lightly at the thought. Arthur was silent for about half a second before there was a mess of cruses in British slang.

"What! That frog was over there and thought that you owed him something! What was that bloody scrubber [2] thinking! I'm going to bloody kill him that wanker!" Other offensive terms to describe Francis followed and I laughed at some of the more creative ones. After a few more minutes of insulting Francis Arthur calmed down enough to talk without insulting Francis.

"Has Alfred been behaving? I know that git can be annoying sometimes." He asked drinking something. I rolled my eyes knowing he was drinking tea the only thing he could make without killing anything or anyone.

"He's been good, protective, but good. How is Matthew? Has be gone to Netherlands yet?" I asked. Arthur sighed and mumbled something.

"Ah Matthew, yes he left yesterday for Netherlands. Johan was going to meet him at the airport seeing as he was just getting back from America also." He replied. I laughed knowing Johan had used Ludwig's private jet to fly both of them back last night. My smile softened into a saddened smile as my thoughts drifted to Matthew. I missed my brother and his amazing pancake and hot chocolate with maple syrup in it.

"Good, I hope he enjoys it there, maybe he can relearn football. [3]" I said smiling. Arthur chuckled and mumbled something that sounded like "Not really."

"Ah, m'amour, who are you talking to?" Someone asked. I turned to see Francis standing next to me.

"Is that Francis? Put the wanker on." Arthur said. I shrugged and handed the phone to Francis.

"Allo? [4]" Francis asked smiling. Arthur must have insulted him or something because Francis' smile turned to a smirk.

"Ah, mon petit lapin [5], it is so good to hear your voice again." Francis said smirking. They began to talk and I had to grab Francis to keep him from walking away with my phone. He sat down next to me throwing his arm around my shoulders and continued to talk to Arthur. I noticed his clothing and smirked. He wore a pair of blue jeans, a belt obviously because Alfred was larger than Francis, and a loose dark purple shirt. It nearly hung off his shoulder, but it didn't seem to bug him at all. Antonio quickly appeared at my side after minute also in blue jeans with a belt, but with a red shirt that was very loose that it was hanging off his shoulder. He smiled at me and chuckled as Francis got into an argument with Arthur.

"Alright! Let's go now Ame, because I'm hungry and want my McDonalds." Alfred yelled appearing. Gilbert was behind him wearing black jeans, a belt and a loose black shirt. Gilbird sat atop his head and I looked at him in surprise. I just shook my head smiling though and turned to Francis. He was still talking to Arthur. I sweat dropped before snagging my phone from him.

"I'm sorry Arthur, but we have to go now. Alfred wants to get food and you know how he is with food. I'll talk to you late. Good bye." I said. Arthur said good bye and good luck with "all the bloody gits that you're surrounded with." I hung my phone up and put it into my pocket. Alfred took my hand and pulled me up and towards the front door. He was chatting away happily about this and that and I had to remind him to lock the door. He pouted, but waited until everyone was out before locking the door. He then ran to his car and waited impatiently for me to arrive.

"Now time to get some food for the hero!" He shouted laughing happily. I chuckled and got into the car. He got in also and quickly started the car and began to drive. Antonio followed us in his car as we drove to the nearest McDonalds. 'Well, this will be a very interesting brunch.'

Author's Note:

[1] Yes, I named Alfred's car, can't you just see him doing that thought?

[2] Scrubber is a British slang term for a prostitute. I can so see him calling Francis that.

[3] Football- soccer if you're from America or South America.

[4] Allo – it's how the French answer the phone.

[5] mon petit lapin – my little rabbit of little rabbit. It's just soo cute for Francis to call Arthur this.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter. One more left and then this fan fiction is over, or might make another chapter. We'll see. Have a nice day or night, whenever you're reading this.