Chapter 4
England was sound asleep when he felt a hand on his shoulder start to gently shake him awake. He tried to get away from the hand only for it to follow him, in the end he ended up smacking the hand away from his shoulder with half asleep words thinking that the offending hand belonged to one of his magical friends.
"Just five more minutes Flying mint bunny."
What England wasn't expecting was for someone to speak directly into his ear. "My darling you need to wake up now."
England woke up with a bolt as he looked at the person who spoke to him. "Oh just bloody great this isn't a dream." He noticed that there was someone else in the room standing behind Alfred and when England looked at the new person he was not surprised by the person that he saw. "Oh just great it's this worlds version of China. He must be Yao that Alfred mentioned last night."
"Good morning my darling. I hope that you slept well last night." Alfred sat in front of the other blond hoping that his memories had returned during the course of the night.
England looked passed Alfred and to Yao. "You must be Yao the Jack, Alfred mentioned you last night. It is good to meet you."
Alfred was hurt by England's words and by his lack of response, but he didn't let it show on his face opting to keep smiling through the pain he felt with the smallest hope that it might help the other to remember something even the smallest thing.
"It's good to see you too Arthur and its good to have you back after so long." Now that Yao had the chance to speak to Arthur he could tell that he wasn't the same as when he last saw him, that something about him had indeed changed.
England was at a loss at what to do now. He kept trying to think as to what Arthur would do in this sort of situation but he kept on drawing a blank on what to say to Alfred and to Yao. The only thing that he could think of doing was getting out of the clothes that he was wearing that smelt strongly of sea water and into some clean clothes. "I don't suppose that there are some clean clothes for me somewhere."
"Ah yes they're over here in this dresser." Alfred walked over to the dresser and opened one of the draws and pulled out some of Arthur's clothes and then handed them to England with a smile on his face.
Yao went to head to the door but quickly looked back to Alfred. "Come Alfred let's leave Arthur to get dressed."
Alfred followed Yao out of the room without saying a word to Arthur. It was only after he had left the room and they had closed the door to the room did Alfred let his smile fall with a heavy sigh.
When Yao heard Alfred sigh he placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "It will be alright Alfred. We just need to give him time."
Alfred gently brushed off Yao's hand being careful not to hurt the others feelings. "I know that Yao, it's just . . . he doesn't seemed to have changed one bit since he disappeared. It's like he hasn't aged one bit."
Yao had to stop himself from pinching the bridge of his nose as it seemed that Alfred had forgotten something important once again. "Well that might be due to his magic; sorcerers don't really tend to age that much. As do those of us who are chosen to be Royals."
Alfred ran both of his hands through his hair as he listened to what Yao had said. "You're right Yao how could I forget something so simple? I mean Arthur was already a lot older than us when he was chosen to be Queen so it should make sense that he hasn't aged in fifteen years. I feel like a right idiot right now Yao."
"It's alright Alfred after everything that has happened not only over the years but the last day has been a lot to deal with." Yao did his best to once again comfort Alfred. He knew that until things went back to normal and Arthur got his memories back that he might be doing this a lot.
When England had finished dressing himself in the clothes that Alfred had given him he looked himself over in the mirror, quite surprised at how the clothes had suited him although he wasn't quite sure what to do with the small hat that he had been left with. "What in the name of the Queen do I do with a hat this small? How am I even supposed to wear something like this?" England looked over the small hat one last time before deciding to give up on it. "You know what I give up on this stupid thing. My counterpart in this world might be able to wear something like this but I most certainly can't."
After England put the hat back down on top of the dresser he headed for the door not sure what to expect when he opened the door. When he did open the door he was greeted by the sight of Alfred and Yao talking to each other without either of them noticing that he was now standing with them. England had noticed that Alfred's face showed how pained and sad he was. He guessed that it was to do with everything that was happening.
When they finally did notice that he was now standing with them Alfred was quick to hide his sadden expression to one of happiness. In an instance England could tell that the smile was a fake one, meant to hide how he truly feels from anyone else.
When Alfred saw England he was quick to embrace him in a tight hug. "Even though it was only a brief moment but I missed you Arthur." When he pulled away from England he was beyond happy to have Arthur back to looking like he once used to. "Wait Arthur where's your hat?"
England did his best to try and get out off Alfred's hold but found that the other wasn't going to let go that easily. "I saw it as pointless, so I decided not to wear it. Now please let go of me Alfred."
"What? No, Arthur that hat is your favourite. Wait right here and I'll go and get it Arthur." Alfred finally let go of England as he went to go back into the room to retrieve the hat for the other.
"Oh sweet lord this version of America is so persistent its border line annoying. I think I prefer the more arrogant version of America over this one." England grabbed Alfred by the elbow stopping him in his tracks. "Look I said it was pointless, so forget it Alfred."
Alfred looked back at England shocked by his words. He wanted things to go back to how they used to be before Arthur disappeared from his life, but it seemed like Arthur was making things difficult to do so. He wanted to tell Arthur that he had to wear the hat but he knew that it could lead to an argument between them that could cause Arthur to walk away from Alfred. Alfred looked over to Yao in the hopes for guidance on what to do in this situation. Over England's shoulder Alfred could see that Yao was giving him a look that was telling him to drop the whole thing and leave it. "Ok then if you don't want it that's fine. Whatever you want my darling."
At these words England let go of Alfred's elbow glad that the subject had been dropped at last. "Now I'm guessing that there is some sort of work that needs to be done or do Royals just sit around all day doing nothing."
"But you've only just got back, are you sure that you want to dive back into all that boring work? Why don't we just spend some time together Arthur?" Alfred gave England his best puppy dog eyes in the hope that it would work on the other blond as it had done so in the past.
England had to look away from Alfred as soon as he saw those puppy dog eyes. "Bloody hell I can't look at him right now. Why do America and Alfred have to have the same fucking puppy dog expression? I've never been able to resist that look."
"Actually" both Alfred and England looked to Yao as he stared speak. "there isn't much that needs to be done except this." Yao then reached into one of his sleeves and pulled out a white envelope.
As soon as Alfred saw the envelope he instantly recognised it. "Yao is that what I think it is?"
Yao nodded his head as he held onto the envelope. "It is Alfred. These are the plans that you wrote down years ago for what to do when Arthur finally returned to Spades; and I've already started on the plans that you wrote down Alfred."
England was confused as to what Alfred and Yao were talking about. "Wait what are you two talking about? You're both not making much sense right now."
Yao put the envelope back into his sleeve as he went to explain things to England. "Sorry Arthur. A few years after you disappeared Alfred wrote down a plan of what to do when you returned. And of course Alfred had planned something big and extravagant for your return that involves the other Royals from the other Kingdoms."
"Wait please don't tell me that you've already sent out the invitations?" Alfred asked being a bit worried about Yao's response.
"I already have Alfred and that means that you have to be nice to Clubs and that means you cannot start a fight with King Ivan." Yao replied with a tone that England noticed that was similar to a parent telling a child to behave. "And remember you did at one point practically beg him to search the whole of Clubs in the hope that Arthur might be there somewhere, so think of this as a way of saying thank you for helping and the same goes for Hearts and Diamonds."
Alfred couldn't help but pout like a child who had been told off by their parent. "Fine but if Ivan starts to provoke me then it's his fault not mine got that."
Yao let out a sigh. "I guess that will be a decent enough compromise. Now why don't we continue sorting out the plans for this ball?" with that Alfred and Yao started to walk away from England and started to talk about the plans that Alfred had wrote down years ago.
As soon as England heard what Yao had said he began to panic. "Wait what? Oh no nonononono, a ball is a very bad idea someone there might be able to tell that I'm not the real Arthur and then how am I supposed to explain things and what will happens to me if that does happen? I have to stop it at any means necessary."
England made sure that to catch up to the other two as quickly as possible. "Wait I don't think that it's a good idea."
Alfred and Yao stopped in their tracks as they looked back to England both a little shocked by the sudden outburst.
"Arthur is everything ok?" Alfred asked out of concern for his Queen.
Once again England had to think on his feet for something to say that wouldn't arouse too much suspicion on his actions to prevent this ball from happening. "Well it's just that . . . I don't think this ball would be a good idea . . . not until I get my memory back at least." England felt like it was a long shot but it was a shot that was worth a try in his opinion.
Alfred thought about what England had said and had to agree that it did make some sense. "Hmm you might be right Arthur we could hold things off for a bit." Alfred continued to think about what England had said but then an idea came to his mind. "But who knows the ball might actually help you get your memories back, especially when you see everyone again."
"Damn it that is not how I wanted things to go. Well England you know the saying 'If at first you don't succeed, keep bloody trying until you do'." With that England caught up with Alfred and Yao in the hope that he might be able to convince them otherwise on this ball that they seemed so adamant on having.
Ring ring ring click
"Oh hey Norway it's Romania." Romania smiled at his end of the phone call as the Nordic nation picked up his phone at the other end.
"Romania I know it's you, I do have caller ID. How else do you think I keep Denmark from constantly annoying me each day?" Norway said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was tired after spending hours looking for England without much luck in locating the missing nation.
"Yeah sorry about that. Are you having any luck looking for England?" Romania asked as his smile dropped as he thought about the disappearance of one of his friends.
"No I'm not and I've got every one of my trolls out looking for him. What about you Romania, any luck your end?" Norway could tell that Romania was concerned for the well-being of their friend and fellow nation.
Romania sighed at his end of the phone. "No. No luck here either." Romania was silent for a brief moment before he continued to speak to the other nation. "Norway I've been thinking about this whole thing with England disappearing. What if this whole thing is that he's gone and messed up another spell?"
"That is a possibility, especially seeing how his brothers do like to mess with his spell books. But how are you going to prove that is the case?"
"Well that is the reason why I called you. Norway why don't you go to England's house and see if there's anything that you can do to help in the search for him there. I mean I would go but you live closer to England and I'm still looking around my country for him just in case because this is only a theory that I have. And you are better at that type of magic than me."
"Sure Romania I'll go to England's house and see what I can do to help."
"Thank you Norway." With that Romania ended his call and then pocketed his phone. "I sure do hope that you can find him Norway and bring America some relief after nearly two months of him being gone."
A/N: yikes sorry that it's been a while guys I've been busy with my new job and I've been fighting a big case of writers block for all of my fanfics but I was able to kick some ass long enough to get this chapter and another one done.
not that much angst in this chapter so all of our feels can have a break and recover from the previous chapters.
I just couldn't resist putting the magic trio in this, they are my fav trio and well it just works in this fanfic.
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