"Arthur!" Matthew struggled against Allen's arms as he tried to restrain him from banging on the door, and making even more noise.

"SHH! Mattie we hafta be quiet! Oh shit-"

The door flung open, and there was Oliver, standing smugly in front of a silent Matthieu.

"It's so nice to see you again, Allen dear. And look who you've brought with you-"

"MATTHEW? Why the bloody hell are you here?" Arthur shouted from his place in the library, as he saw the younger country being confronted.

"Quiet." Oliver snapped, then smiled at Matthew. "I think it's time we got to business, again. Why don't you two come and have a seat?"

For a second, the only movement was Oliver's sweeping gesture to the couch. Then Allen frantically made a decision. All he knew was Matthew could, under no circumstances, be captured by Oliver. He moved an arm defensively in front of him.

"No."

Oliver's face distorted, with a look of malice and amusement. He held his hand up for Matthieu. Then, as if signaling a dog, he gave the order. "Attack."

Allen wasted no time. He gripped the pirate book of spells he was still holding and swung it towards Matthieu's head. It hit with a solid whack, sending the larger man to the floor. He muttered a slight apology - he didn't really want to hurt him. Next he thrust the book into Matthew's hands, and jumped on Oliver, holding him inside the library.

"Run, Mattie! Get out of here!"

Hesitating only for a second, Matthew nodded and ran for the stairs - he wasn't sure why, but he wasn't really thinking at that point.

"You little brat! Let go of me!" Oliver hissed as he fought to get Allen to let go of his wrists.

"No Oliver! Enough, okay? There's no reason for us to-"

But he was interrupted when Matthieu yanked him away and put a hand over his mouth.

Oliver dusted himself off. He put an angry finger into his face. "Don't make me punish you permanently, Allen. I would most certainly regret it. And I'm sure you would, too."

Allen huffed. "No, I really don't think I would."

Hmm... Well now that was an actiony chapter. I am not good at writing actions. Especially if it's supposed to happen in a matter of a few seconds. Oh well. Won't be too many of those I'd wager...

And how about Allen huh? Dude knows what he wants. But dearest Matthew... what is waiting for you up those stairs?

Thanks for the continued support!