Chapter 2
As England opened his eyes he tried his best to look around his surroundings.
"W-where am-" as he tried to push himself off of the sandy beach a wave of exhaustion hit forcing him to land on the ground with a thump.
Sitting lazily in a nearby tree were the two jokers Gilbert and Peter. Gilbert had his arms laced round the back of his head; one of his legs was dangling from the branch that he was resting on with the other leg acting as the only way to make sure that he doesn't fall out of the tree to easily. Peter was on the other side of the tree pulling at nearby leaves in the tree. He only stopped what he was doing when he heard the sound of a light thump; he looked to where Gilbert was on the other side of the tree.
"Hey Gil did you just hear that?" Peter says as he then looked in the direction that he heard the sound coming from.
"Hear vhat kid?" Gilbert opened one of his eyes and tried to look at the smaller joker.
"I think it was something along the lines of a thump. And I think it came in the direction of the beach." Peter jumped out of the tree and took a few steps in the direction he heard the sound come from.
"Ooooooohhhh sounds like something interesting might have just washed up. Let zhe awesome me go check it out." Gilbert also jumped out of the tree and started to quickly walk in the direction that Peter said he heard the sound coming from.
"Naha I heard it. I'm gonna check it out." Peter was doing his best to keep up with the taller joker.
"Vhatever. Zhe awesome me vill check it out." Gilbert started walking faster than the smaller joker in the hopes to beat him to their destination.
Unfortunately Peter was just as fast as Gilbert and the two of them were practically shoving each other as they were both borderline running. Both of them wanted to be the one to find out what it was that had brought some excitement into their day.
When they arrived at the beach Gilbert lost his excitement. "Zhis isn't interesting at all. It's just a person. Probably from some ship zhat sunk." Gilbert started walking back towards their tree hoping he could go back to enjoying his lazy day in the tree.
Peter walked up to the person to have a closer look at who they were. "Oh my Ace!" Peter leapt backwards as he saw who the person was.
Gilbert stopped in his tracks and looked back over his shoulder to the smaller joker. "Vhat is it kid?"
"It's Arthur." Peter started jumping up and down and pointing to Arthur's unconscious body.
"Zhere is no way in Deck zhat it's Arthur." Gilbert walked back over to Peter not believing what the smaller joker had just said.
"It is. I recognise jerk face, jerk eyebrows anywhere." Peter was still jumping up and down, not believing that Arthur was actually back.
"Shut up you stupid kid." mumbled England.
"See Gil, only Arthur says that to me after I call him jerk face."
Gilbert brushed away the blond bangs and saw the massive eyebrows. "Oh my deck it is Arthur. I zhink zhat we need to pay a visit to Spades."
"Oh boy, is Alfred gonna be happy to see him back." Peter started running around Gilbert and Arthur, jumping over Arthur's legs every time he got to them.
Gilbert grabbed Peter by his tail but the smaller joker just ran on the spot instead. "Oi Peter you head on first, I'll carry his majesty."
"Ok Gil I'll tell Alfred that we've got a surprise for him." And with that Gilbert let go of Peter's tail and he ran off in the direction of Spades, excited to tell the news to Alfred.
"Vhere in Deck have you been Arthur? Do you know how much Alfred has suffered because you've been gone?" Gilbert picked up England bridal style and followed after Peter. "On another note how much of an awesome entrance should zhe awesome me make when I arrive at zhe throne room."
In the throne room of the Spades castle Alfred was sitting in his throne with his left hand placed firmly on the arm of the Queen's throne, his grasp of it tightening with every second that passed by. Yao was trying his best to get Alfred to listen to the report about the recent harvest; he could tell that there wasn't any chance of getting any work done today of all days. With his earlier accident of stepping on a landmine and with the clear indication that Alfred had been indeed crying since then, he knew it was best to not have a go at him for not paying attention like he would normally do.
"Yao is this almost done? I would like to be alone." Alfred said with his voice full of sadness.
"Almost aru."
Alfred sighed and sunk in to the throne with one hand still on the Queen's throne and the other covering his eyes trying to suppress his tears till he was once again alone.
"Hello there Alfred and Yao." Peter said as he came running into the throne room of the Spades castle. The doors of the throne room quickly closed behind him.
"Aiyah just what we need a joker." Yao practically face palmed as the smaller of the two jokers showed up.
Alfred sighed as he saw that Peter was smiling. He just didn't want to be around anyone today but it seemed like everyone else had a different idea to him. "Whatever it is that you want kid could it please wait till another day, I'm not really up to dealing with the jokers today."
"Hmmmm nope this can't wait. Gilbert is on his way here with a surprise for you. I can say that it will definitely make you smile again." Peter was trying his hardest to not start jumping up and down again.
Alfred looked up at the small joker to see if he was joking. But Peter still kept that annoying grin on his face. "Are you joking kid. There is only one thing in Deck that could make me smile again. And unfortunately he is missing." Alfred shouted at Peter with tears threatening to fall from his eyes once again.
The doors to the throne room were then kicked open by Gilbert carrying something wrapped up in a blanket in his arms. "Zhe awesome me has arrived. Hey kid you tell Alfred about our surprise."
"Uh kind of Gil. He doesn't seem happy by the idea of a surprise." Peter scratched the back of his head remembering the small outburst that Alfred had not too long ago.
"Oh would you two shut up and leave already. I am not in the mood for dealing with the two of you." Alfred sunk further in the throne his hold of the Queen's throne finally gone, in favour of covering his face with both of his hands.
Yao was curious as to what Gilbert was carrying in his arms as he walked further into the throne room. "What are you carrying Gilbert aru?"
"It's not a what but a who, Yao." Peter was once again jumping up and down, excited to see what Alfred and Yao's reactions were going to be.
"Aiyah. Ok. Who are you carrying?" now Yao was starting to get annoyed with the two jokers.
Gilbert and Peter looked at each other with cheesy grins. Gilbert removed part of the blanket that surrounded the person in his arms to reveal a head of messy blond hair.
"So what aru?" Yao still didn't quite understand what was going on with the two jokers and why they thought some random person was meant to make Alfred smile again.
Alfred looked up at the person in Gilbert's arms. "It can't be."
He then looked closer at the person from where he was sitting and caught a glance of a quite large eyebrow. He leapt out from his throne and staggered his way over to Gilbert unable to grasp the situation right in front of him. "Is it really him?"
"It is." The jokers said in unison both smiling like a pair of idiots.
Gilbert handed Alfred the unconscious person. Alfred held on to the person tightly in his arms as he let his tears fall once again. "Yao. Yao it's Arthur. He's back. He's finally back."
"That can't be." Yao looked at the person in Alfred's arms. "Aiyah it is him."
"Where . . . where did you find him?" Alfred asked through his tears.
"He washed up on a beach in no man's land, not too long ago." Gilbert says as if it was just a normal everyday occurrence to him.
"Thank you for bringing him back. Sorry for shouting at you Peter." Alfred repositioned Arthur in his arms so that he would be easier to carry.
"That's ok, it was to be expected." Peter shrugged his shoulders happy to see that his and Gilbert's plan worked.
"Yao . . . I." Alfred started to take small steps towards the doors to the throne room whilst looking at Yao.
Yao could tell how Alfred felt right now and was more than happy to let him leave with his now returned Queen in his arms. "It's ok aru. Go."
"Thank you." Alfred left the throne in a blur, still holding on tightly to his dear Arthur who was finally back in his arms.
He made it to their room with minimal damage to the surrounding objects and castle servants along the way. Alfred carefully laid Arthur down on the bed, removing the blanket he was wrapped in and tucked him under the dark blue silk sheets. He pulled a nearby chair that was in the room next to the bed and sat down holding Arthur's left hand; Alfred lovingly caressed Arthur's hand and kissed his wedding ring.
"Oh Arthur I'm so happy that you've come back to me at last." This time tears of happiness ran down Alfred's face. He was beyond happy to have Arthur back in his life, and this time he would make sure that the two of them would never be parted again.
America was standing outside England's house, his hands inside the pockets of his signature bomber jacket. "England." He knocked loudly on the door of England's house hoping to get the blond nations attention. "Hey England you there man?"
There was no reply from England.
America knocked on the door again hoping that the fellow nation was just ignoring him or was taking his time to get to the door. "Come on England open up no one's heard from you in the last week dude."
There was still no reply from England.
"England." The worried feeling that America had felt was beginning to get worse. America tried to open the door. "Huh it's unlocked. That is not like England."
America step inside England's house and started to look for him. "England. England come on dude if this is a joke knock it off already man it ain't funny."
America made his way around the house picking up the discarded jacket and tie on the floor. "It's not like England to leave his stuff on the floor. This is what he was wearing at the last G8 meeting."
He made his way to the living room where he was hoping to find England passed out with a bottle of whiskey. But there was no England anywhere in the room.
"The kitchen. Yeah the kitchen, he's probably making more of those so called scones." He left the jacket and tie on the back of the sofa as he quickly made his to the kitchen
America stepped into the kitchen bracing himself for another one of England's kitchen fires. "England, you better not have caused another kitchen fire dude."
He carefully entered the kitchen but at the same time he was ready to jump to the rescue. "W-what the hell he's not here."
America made his way further into the kitchen, heading directly for the kettle knowing that it was the best way to tell if England was around. "The kettle's cold. So he hasn't made any of that leaf water recently. I'll go check upstairs next."
As America reached the top of the stairs he began to check each room, becoming more and more frantic as each room held no answers as to where England was. He was even tempted to kick down the doors that were locked, but he then remembered that England had a set of keys to these doors in the desk in his study.
Now with the keys to the locked doors in hand the final rooms could now be checked.
After spending nearly two hours checking and re-checking every room in England's house, America pulled his phone out of his jean pocket, nearly dropping it doing so and called England cell phone number. The receiving phone went off inside the pocket of the jacket on the back of the sofa.
America got the phone out of the jacket and saw the number of missed calls that it had on the screen. Most of them belonging to him and then a good few from England's boss and then the odd ones from his brothers.
He thought of who he could call that might know England's where abouts. "France. France might know where he is."
America dialled France's number next and waited for the French nation to pick up the phone at his end. "Come on. Come on dude pick up."
"Bonjour Amérique, how can the beautiful moi help you?" France answered his phone in his usual flamboyant manner.
America was glad to hear France's voice for once and quickly asked if he had seen England recently. "Hey France you haven't seen England recently have you?"
"Non, I haven't had the pleasure of seeing Angleterre since the G8 meeting. Why do you ask?" France was wondering why the younger nation was asking him if he had seen England when he could just easily call the fellow nation.
America told France the situation. "No one has seen or heard from him since then."
"He's probably just locked up in his house." France said with a wave of his hand on the other side of the call.
"Dude I'm inside his house right now. And he's nowhere to be seen. I've checked every single room more than once."
"He might be at a local pub then." Even France was starting to get worried over the situation.
"Dude France, I found his house keys, wallet and cell phone. He wouldn't have left without those. And before you say anything else there is still the same large amount of tea in the kitchen; there has been no sign of any recent kitchen fires; the front door was unlocked; and most importantly the jacket and tie that he wore to the G8 were just lying on the floor when I walked in."
"Mon Dieu. This isn't good. I think we should start calling the other nations have them keep an eye out for him."
"Yeah good idea. I'll call Canadia first." At this point America was pacing the floor in England's living room.
"You should stay there Amérique just in case he suddenly shows up."
"Ok." America ended his call with France and quickly called his brother's cell phone number.
And so the world wide search began for the missing nation.
A/N: and the feels continue, don't say that I didn't worn you all. now the confusion begins, by that I mean England's confusion by what is happening.
wow just wow you guys seem to be liking this quite a lot just after the first chapter I am really and genuinely shocked.
just a little heads up for the next chapter England will stop playing sleeping beauty.
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