In this chappie Arthur's blindness continues, bringing up bad memories. Everyone yell with me now: CURSE YOU STEVE! Also I have a new story based on an rp I started with Simply, I was craving protective fluff/angst so captured happened. I warn you though its a lot darker than this.
Arthur let out a yelp as he felt himself lifted, "What the bloody hell!" Francis rolled his eyes as he sets him on the couch in the tea room.
England looked around, but his vision still wasn't back, "Where the heck are we?!"
"We made it to the palace, you still can't see?" He was worried now. The Queen came in and sat across from them.
Arthur sweatdropped, "Of course I can see, I just had temporary amnesia and couldn't remember the palac- OF COURSE I CAN'T BLOODY SEE!"
France is not amused by his sarcasm and sighs. It shouldn't be permanent but how long will it last? The Queen spoke up demanding to know what happened as someone came in to set up the computers.
England rolled his unseeing eyes at France. He quickly recounted his meeting with the man who had followed them, and the reason for his blindness. France sits next to him as they continue, calling America and Canada's bosses as well.
Arthur finished telling everyone the happenings and catching them all up. Him and Francis left; him holding onto France's arm, UNWILLINGLY of course, he would tell you later. They headed home walking in the door.
Arthur blinked a bit, "Where are we, frog?"
"We're back home but I don't see anyone." He leads the way to the kitchen just as the oven timer goes off.
Arthur jumped at the sound, "What the bloody-!"
"There's something in the oven, hang on." He leads Arthur to the counter and let's go. He pulls on mits and reaches in. "Looks like Feli made some pie."
Arthur smiled, "Apple and Cherry correct?"
He glances at Arthur, "Looks like it." He sets it on the counter and turns off the oven. Catching a glance out the window, "They're out back playing with your football."
Arthur smiled, "Apple and Cherry was always their favorite. I knew choosing Italy for babysitter was a good idea." He headed toward the couch, but fell to the floor with a brief shout of "Shit!"
France runs to him grabbing his arm. Just then Feli and the boys came in to check the pie.
Arthur stood up quickly, "I'm fine, I'm fine." Alfred sees the pie on the counter and hears Arthur, running into the other room. Matt following not long after. Arthur could hear their footsteps and braced himself for the double glomp. Alfred latched onto his legs while Matthew stood by France. Alfred greeting him babbling about what they did while he was gone.
Arthur smiled and sat up, and looked in, hopefully, was Alfred's direction. "That sounds great, lad. So, would you like if when we had to go out again, Italy babysat?" Alfred hides his face in Arthur's pants at the word 'babysit' so Matt answers for him "Yeah totally!"
Arthur chuckles and picks Alfred up. He kicks his legs out, successfully kicking the couch, there it was. With finding the couch, he sat down. Alfred sits in Arthur's lap as Feli comes in. Arthur didn't see or hear Feli come in so he continued staring at the wall in front of him.
Alfred glances to Feli then back to Arthur. He frowns and reaches up waving his hand in Arthur's face. Arthur couldn't see anything so he continued to look forward; tilting his head at the sudden silence of the room. Alfred's face turned white. Demon riddled memories bubbling up before he managed to push them away. Matthew turns to France, his face worried.
Arthur turned his head around, "What's with all the bloody silence?"
"A-artie?" Al says his voice cracks though. "Are you ok?"
Arthur's eyes widened, "I-I'm fine..."
France rolled his eyes, "Just tell zhem ze truth Angleterre, zhey deserve to know."
Arthur huffed and looked in Alfred's direction, "I-I'm just temporarily blind, n-nothing serious..."
Memories come back with a vengeance. It was his fault it happened, if he hadn't lost his glasses he wouldn't have gotten hurt, if he hadn't gotten hurt Iggy wouldn't have gotten mad and take off like he did. Al's face pales and he shivers.
Arthur instantly realized what Alfred was thinking about and he gently hugged the chibi country, "We're out of that mansion. It's only temporarily. So don't worry, alright?"
He grips Arthur's shirt trying to push the memories away. His younger mind makes it hard though and he hides his face in Arthur's shoulder trembling. Matt looks sadly at Al before turning to France, "What happened?"
France looked down at Matthew, and picked him up, "Someone just threw a flash bomb, Angleterre's eyes weren't uzed to zuch stress, 'is eyesight will back by tomorrow!" France smiled down at Matthew. Arthur meanwhile rubbed soothing circles into the young countries back, trying to calm the bad memories.
"Ok.." He turns to Al watching. Eventually Al's shivering ceased and he pulls his head away. Arthur attempted to aim his gaze at Alfred, "Are you alright?" He nods quietly against Arthur's arm, unable to look him in the eyes. Feli still stands by the door eyes full of sad memories as well.
Arthur rocks Alfred back and forth trying to calm him, he senses, somehow, that Italy is feeling bad as well. Arthur gestures Feli over. Arthur shoots a small smile at Italy and wraps one arm around him as well. He returns it smiling slightly. Arthur somehow feels the warmth of Italy's smile and smiles some more.
Matthew pouts feeling left out and turns to Francis. Francis smiled down at Matthew, and sat with England and Italy on the couch. "Grazie," announced Italy.
Al looks up at Feli and Francis, still not looking at Arthur though, "Can we have pie now?"
Francis smiled, "Of course!" He rushed to the kitchen and quickly started to prepare the pie.
"So who the hell did you run into who has a flash bomb?" Matt asks.
Arthur waved the question away, "Just some bugger trying to find out government insides, nothing new."
"You have to admit its unusual though, he just so happened to have one?"
"Now that you mention it..."
Alfred ponders. "Maybe he was after something in particular?"
Arthur put a hand to his chin in thought, "Hm..." Alfred looks to Matt and shrugs. Arthur continued to think until Francis came back into the room with plates of pie. Al perks up immediately and reaches out. Francis smiles down at them all, handing Alfred, Matthew, and Feli their pie. He takes England's hand and places it under the plate, making sure England doesn't drop it.
Alfred and Matthew dig in smearing the fruit all over their faces. Arthur carefully circled the plate looking for the fork, he eventually found it and started to it along with Francis and Feli. The boys disregarded their forks opting to use their hands instead. Francis and Feli chuckled, as Arthur's face changed into confusion.
Matthew finished and started licking his hands. Francis smiled at the boys, "Seems like you both made a mess!" Arthur's eyes widened in shock... his poor white couch...
Alfred looks at his hands and flushed slightly. Why did he do that?! Francis smiled and looked at Feli, "Would you give them a bath?"
Feli smiled, "Si!"
The boys looked uncomfortable for a minute. Sure Arthur and Francis where fine, they've bathed them before, but they didnt really have the say to protest either.
Feli smiled, "Don't-a worry! If you-a are uncomfortable, I'm sure Francis wouldn't mind!" Matt looks to Francis, silently pleading.
Francis smiled, "Alright! Let big brozer do it!" The boys hop off the couch as Italy takes their plates following France upstairs. France smiles at the boys, getting the water at the right temp. Alfred licks his fingers, once again regressing. Matthew pokes his cheek to get a bite of apple for himself.
France smiles at them and sets them into the tub, puting a bag over Alfred's cast. Matthew smears his fingers along the side making red squiggles. France laughs and starts to bathe them. Alfred squirms away from the cloth as he's washed. The recent events had put his mind in a daze that cuts off his older self. Francis chuckled and continued to wash the boys.
They were soon clean and taken out to towel off, Francis removing the bag on Alfred's arm. Francis quickly dressed them and then walked back into the living room. Matthew follows while Alfred stops to pick up Mana. Back in the living room Arthur is still sitting on the couch.
Arthur was singing an old British song while Feli slept, Feli was tired out by the boys. Alfred crawls up next to Arthur and leans on him Mana wrapped in his good arm. Matthew goes outside to look for Kuma. Arthur smiled and wrapped one arm around Alfred and continues to sing.
Alfred drifts off. Meanwhile Matthew comes back into the kitchen giggling and riding on Kuma's back. Francis chuckles at Matthew and picks him up in one arm. He gently rocked Matthew as Arthur's voice drifted Matthew too, to dreamland. He snuggled into France's arms as he was carried back to the den. Kuma following behind.
