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"You are driving me mad, you little cretin!"

"Careful Peter! We don't want the queen to blow a gasket!"

"But what's the fun of holding back? I'm gonna do what I want to him!"

"For fuck's sake, Arthur, just use some of that stupid magic you brag about!"

"I would if he gave me back my wand!"

"You mean this weird looking twig? This is seriously your wand? I wonder how durable-." Crack "…whoops."

"Oh, you've done it now you twit."

Alfred chuckles quietly to himself as he watches the regular scene in front of him. Ever since meeting the little Joker of Spades, Peter has become a terror for both Arthur and Lovino. To the blond American, it's hilarious. He knows that he should take this all seriously but why be so serious when nothing right now needs that kind of attentive seriousness. As King of Spades, he will need to set an example and become the man that he knows his parents would have wanted him to be. He'll need to push aside his childish ways and be an adult, but he knows that it won't be easy. He's a child at heart and everyone that knows him will testify to that.

As a shout comes from the child in the group, Alfred blinks out of his thoughts. He grins, watching as Arthur has successfully frozen Peter without using his wand. Magic is such an amazing skill to witness and having his queen with said skill is awesome. They might as well be the most powerful kingdom in this land. For Al, he'll use these powers to protect instead of creating disasters.

"Alfred, stop daydreaming and scold this child, will you?!" Arthur grumps as he makes sure the young Sealander stays frozen.

The young king sighs and stands from his seat at the dining table. It was only breakfast and Peter was already at it. True, it's a comedy show that Alfred can watch day in and day out, but for now, he'll concede to his queen's wishes.

"Peter," Alfred starts in sternness, "I know it's fun to tease and prank people, but you've got to learn where the line is." He sits on the edge of the table in front of the petrified kid that hangs in the air. Crossing his arms, he smiles at Peter. "Truth be told, I enjoy the show you give me with riling these two up."

"Are you fucking serious? You think this is a play for you?!"

"We are not a sit-com for your pleasure, git."

The American chuckles, gives the two a grin with double meaning, then continues with his lecture. "I may enjoy it at times but there are moments where I know you have crossed the line. Like today, with Arthur's wand, that's way over the line." He reaches for said object, taking it out of the boy's grasp easily. "A wizard's wand is their everything. It's not just an ordinary tool nor is it a toy. The wand always chooses its witch or wizard. It's very special. Kind of like that anchor you've got that. Would you like it if someone stole your anchor and broke it?"

Though the boy is frozen, Alfred can read the emotion in Peter's eyes. "Nn-nn," is all Peter can say in his petrified state.

"Then I think you understand how mad Arthur must feel since you broke something very special to him." Alfred motions for the Brit to come over and grab his wand. Arthur does, slowly taking it back as he stares in awe at the other blond. "You can fix it, right?"

"Of course. There's a basic spell even you should know about." Arthur huffs, flushing as he holds his wand and mutters a few words. A lavender glow surrounds his wand and it's good as new when the light disappears. "Easy."

"Good," Alfred smirks when he witnesses the magic happen. "So," he turns back to Peter, "I believe you owe Arthur an apology when he thaws you out. Okay?"

Peter hums and his eyes glance over at the Englishman. With a sigh, Arthur unfreezes the boy and Alfred catches the kid before he can slam against the floor like his anchor does. Peter wriggles in his king's hold before jumping away and picking up his anchor that shrinks so it's pocket-sized. He pouts, turning to the side as he crosses his arms.

"I'm sorry for accidentally breaking your wand."

Alfred is about to say that Peter should face Arthur but the Brit stops him. With a small smile, Arthur nods to the boy. "I accept your apology."

"Now that that's done, why the heck are we here?" Lovino leans back into his chair, as he was watching the whole thing unfold from it and refused to get up to do anything.

"Oh yeah, there's a reason we were called here besides for breakfast." Alfred pushes off the table and goes to his chair at the head. "Yao, what brings us together for today?"

The silent Chinese man waits for everyone to take their seats, including Peter though the kid opts to use his chained anchor as a swing from the ceiling like usual, before he beings. "We have recently received reports regarding the other kingdoms, aru. It seems the other three have finally filled their own missing spots, aru, and I wanted Peter to announce those that he knows of from each kingdom." Yao gazes up at the child. "Peter, if you would."

Peter groans a little with a pout, hugging the neck of his anchor while swinging his legs to-and-fro. He glances at the four men below him. "I don't know every person that's come through quite yet. Heck, we're still missing one from our own kingdom."

"Wait, I thought this was your kingdom?" Arthur furrows his brows up at the kid.

"It is, but it's more… What's that word that Mat calls it?" Peter sifts through his memories, coming up with bits and pieces of the idea he's trying to say. "It's more like- Okay, so, I believe Mat said something about the kingdoms we are messengers for are basically our jurisdiction? Like, we cover our own kingdoms though we originate from the Joker Kingdom."

"Oh my god, there's a kingdom full of you dudes?!" Alfred excitedly taps the table with his hands. "Fucking rad. I wanna meet them all!"

Peter laughs as he sits straight on his weapon. "None of them are as cool as Mat or me."

"Whatever, just get on with it." Lovino rolls his eyes.

The child sticks his tongue out at the Italian before slouching against his anchor again. "Anyway, Mat hasn't really told any of us other Jokers what's been going on besides our kingdoms being filled again. The last report we got was these two blokes coming into Clubs just yesterday. Mat doesn't like the feeling he gets from their King, Ivan I think he said? But he thinks that their new Ace will be interesting considering he has some weird superpowers. Kind of like you, Al." Peter looks directly at his king with a smile. "Mat said the guy can summon anything his heart so desires! Is that true? Do you know anyone like that?"

Almost instantly Alfred stands up from his seat, both hands on the table and eyes shaking with hope. "Are you serious?"

Surprised from the reaction, Peter nods, smile disappearing as he feels nervous. "I, uh, yeah. I'm…serious. Mat doesn't lie, so…"

"Mattie! That has to be Mattie!" Alfred gazes at the table in front of him, a weary smile on his face. "Oh my god, he's okay. He's really okay. I-I need to see him!" He snaps his head up again. "Peter, take me to see him! Please! I need to see my brother!"

"I-!"

"Now hold on! If you're going to see your brother, then I should, too! I don't even know where Vene is!" Lovino scowls.

"Uhm-."

"You two should settle down! Let the boy finish speaking!"

"But I need to see him, Artie. Matt's the only family I have left now!"

"The same goes for me and Vene! We're fucking orphans that had to steal to survive!"

"I can understand that, but what-?"

"Aiyah!" Yao shouts as he stands from his seat, quieting the other three. "We all have people we wish to see, aru. My own brother is the Queen of Hearts but you do not see me complaining, aru, or requesting Peter to send me off so I can reunite with Kiku. No, aru, I am here because it is my duty to serve the king and queen of this kingdom." His eyes bore into the three of them. No one would know but he is far older than all of them. A wise man that should not be argued with. "I understand your want of seeing your brothers, aru, but you both have a duty as the King and the Ace of Spades. You cannot just leave your posts, aru."

"I could leave the kingdom to Arthur."

"Hey now-!"

"It would just be a few days visit! What the hell is so wrong with that?!"

"The fact that it is out of our country." Yao's stoic gaze shuts them up. "None of you are ready yet to even be the role that you are destined to play, aru. Lovino still needs lessons in weaponry, Arthur and Alfred both need etiquette lessons as well as how their parts are different or similar. There is much to teach and none of you have learned yet." The Chinese man huffs. "Anyway, you can all meet them at the Five Kingdom's Seasonal Meetings."

"What's that?" Alfred asks as he sits down, finally calming himself.

Yao watches as the other two also settle back in their seats and Peter relaxes against his anchor. "It is a seasonal meeting where all the kingdoms meet, discuss political ideas to keep the peace between every kingdom and catch up with friends we see four times a year, aru." He sits back down in his own seat, stuffing his hands up his sleeves. "We can see each other during those meetings and it is worth it, aru. There may come days where some of the kingdoms visit other kingdoms for political conversations, but most of the time we all meet during the Five Kingdom's Seasonal Meeting."

Hearing this makes the three newcomers ponder. Alfred still feels the need to visit his brother, verify himself if Matthew is okay, but he understands that there are responsibilities he needs to take care of. Lovino thinks the same, knowing that Veneziano can take care of himself no matter how weak he portrays himself. Arthur only wonders how Francis is faring in comparison to him. He's not all that worried about the Frenchman since it's been proven they can both take care of themselves.

"I believe," Arthur begins as he looks at the other two, "that only in dire need should we visit anyone else. It's not necessary at this time. We still have so much to learn of our own kingdom; we shouldn't immediately leave for another kingdom for God knows how long just because we hear our family and friends are there. It's irresponsible, and being the highest ranks in this system, it would reflect poorly on us all." He sighs through his nose. "I myself would not mind visiting my friend Francis if I knew where he was, but I know where my focus should be: Here on my kingdom as the…" he trails off, sighing, "Queen of Spades."

The ashen-blond still dislikes his title of queen as it is more of a feminine title. It's enough that he's teased about it constantly by Alfred, but he's slowly coming to ignore the jabs. If only Alfred and Peter didn't snicker like they are now.

"I will tear your tongues out if the both of you do not grow up and act as you should."

"I don't know why you bother trying to correct those idiots, Art," Lovino sighs. "They won't stop no matter how many times you ask kindly."

"You think that's him asking kindly?! Did you not hear the threat at all, Lovino?" Alfred balks.

The Italian grins. "Trust me, idiota, I can come up with far worse a threat than that."

"Oh, do enlighten me." Arthur grins at the olive toned man. "I'd love to hear your kind of threats."

Before Lovino can utter a word, Alfred pales from his imagination and stands up quickly from his seat. "I just remembered that Peter and I have something to do! Right, Peter?"

Peter is about to ask what he's talking about until he sees his king's face. "Oh yeah! Right! I also remember what we're supposed to be doing now!"

"Good! Then let's go!"

"Have we even finished-?" Arthur starts, grinning knowingly.

"As the king, I formally dismiss everyone for the day!" Alfred shouts out as he bounds toward the door, Peter rushing right behind him.

The other three sit there in puzzlement before Lovino laughs. "Damn, we should threaten him more often!"

"I think he gets queasy around morbidity," Arthur murmurs.

"And the tongue thing didn't get him?"

"Maybe he was holding a brave face."

"Aiyah." Yao sighs, shaking his head as he excuses himself from the table. "It will be interesting to see how our kingdom will go on with these men running it."

He leaves the room and the other two remain for some time before leaving themselves. Arthur opts to join Lovino in his lessons of becoming a grand Captain of the Guard, learning how to wield other weapons. He finds it enjoyable and the Italian doesn't complain as much. The two silently agree that they will become good friends as they train beside each other when Arthur isn't doing his queenly duties.

Everyone in the Spades Court wonders just how much change will be brought to their kingdom with their otherworldly leaders.

Note: This is not beta-ed so there might be mistakes.

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