***Hi everyone! Okay, so this chapter is going to focus a little on Arthur's OCD. I wanted to add this as one of Arthur's conditions because I have had experience with it throughout my whole life, and I have also had classmates and co-workers bully me because of it. So, in a way, it is based off experience.***

Of course, Arthur was never allowed to have a peaceful work day as his ideas were rudely interrupted by his French stalker at the next meeting. Since he was previously having a good day, he figured that he would contribute and offer his opinions. Others seemed shocked to hear the Englishman speak in what felt like months, but they smiled and nodded at his open thoughts nevertheless. That is, except for one person. Throughout the whole meeting, Francis apparently thought it would be funny to screw with Arthur's head. For some reason he would always sat beside him, and today the blue – eyed man was fucking with his things.

Nearly everyone knew that Arthur had difficulties with OCD. And, when it was not his turn to speak, Arthur would quietly keep himself occupied by lining up his various office supplies that usually included of a couple of erasers, a few pens, paper clips, and a roll of tape. No one was necessarily bothered by Arthur's behavior, as they had all known him for a few years now and understood that his little differences did not make him dangerous. The short haired man seemed to be enjoying himself as he lined up his supplies, he had placed his hand on his cheek and had a dreamy expression on his face.

Possibly thinking that it would be a good practical joke, Francis Bonnefoy flicked one of Arthur's pencils across the table with his fingers. "Oops." He whispered, with a shrug of his shoulders. "My apologies."

Arthur Kirkland simply rolled his eyes but had begun to twitch at the fact that his supplies were no longer in perfect order. "Your apologies, my ass." He retorted. He outstretched his hand to reach for the pencil. In a blink of an eye, it was quickly received by his rival instead.

One of their co-workers, Ludwig, caught sight of their foolishness and just shook his head with a sigh. He already predicted that this meeting would end in a total disaster, but America was still either completely oblivious by their shenanigans, or he just didn't let them bother him anymore.

"Give it back!" Demanded Arthur with a harsh whisper.

Francis fondly twiddled the pencil in between his grasp. "Make me." He replied with a seductive 'pop' with his mouth and a lick to his top lick.

The poor Englishman was caught off guard by the other's remark and blushed, but the adorable pink hue on his cheeks was quickly replaced by a fuming red shade and sweat drops on his forehead. "I'll make you all right!" Shouted Arthur in response to his arch nemesis.

"Serenity now… serenity now…" Ludwig chanted and rubbed his temples with both of his index fingers and closed his eyes tightly. His boyfriend, Feliciano patted him on his back in attempts to comfort the stressed-out German.

"You think you're so clever? You stupid git!?" Snapped the short haired blond man. The man in question shook his head and feigned innocence. "Oh, non, mon ami, but I certainly am smarter than you. And I don't think I am being biased, I was the one who received that major promotion last month after all… whereas you received nothing."

"That's it!" Before Francis could react, Arthur had launched himself from his chair and landed on top of Francis.

"SERENITY NOW!" Ordered Ludwig. This time, the strict German was not having any of this nonsense and picked up both Arthur and Francis b their shirts and tossed them out into the hallway to sort out their differences and slammed the office door behind him. This time, he was going to have a few words with the two troublemakers. "I have had just enough with your bickering!" Shouted the man with the slicked back blond hair. "The two of you have been seriously disrupting meetings for the past few months and making everything about the drama between the two of you, and I don't care who started it first! From this point on, if any of you act out of line with each other in the office, in the lunch rooms, or in the halls, I will see to it that you will be thoroughly punished!"

Ashamed and somewhat afraid of the German man, Arthur bowed his head in apology. "Y-yes, Sir. I'm sorry."

Ludwig raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat. "Umm, yes. That's good Arthur. Thank you."

Francis, on the other hand, snickered in defiance. "Why? What do you have in mind? You plan on spanking us or something?" He purred.

"Yes! That is exactly what I will do with the both of you. If you happen to so much as engage in the other's behavior, I will place both of you on my knees, asses up in the air and spank it until it is beat red!" The German threatened.

Arthur knew that Ludwig wasn't bluffing, either. He has spanked both Feliciano and Lovino when the two Italians had gotten in a little squabble during last year's office Christmas party. That was a situation that Arthur never wanted to find himself in. He sighed. "Thank you, Ludwig. What Francis means is that he is going to behave from now on, as will I."

The Frenchman scoffed. "So you say." With that, the three men made their way back into the meeting room, where the other co-workers were not trying so hard to hide their snickering. Embarrassed, Arthur held his head low for the remaining twenty minutes.

Afterwards, he made sure to approach Alfred and thank him for the gift he left under his desk earlier. "Oh- I…" He gulped. "I just wanted to thank you for giving me lunch today."

Alfred beamed. "Ah, don't mention it. You're very welcome."

"I also wanted to say that I am sorry for getting into that argument with Francis earlier and disrupting your meeting. I just… I just don't understand why he bullies me all the time!"

Alfred hummed in thought. "Arthur, why do you think that young boys tease young girls in the school yard?"

"That's easy," Arthur began. "It's because they like each other." His face immediately froze in shock. "WAIT! You're not suggesting what I think you're suggesting!"

However, Alfred already ran down the halls in laughter. "Good night, Arthur! See you tomorrow!"