Listen to "You're gorgeous" by Babybird

As time wore on Arthur decided that he would test his miracle chemical, on himself. If it worked he would confess everything to his new beau, Francis Marcel from 1828. If it didn't work then no harm done and everything would continue as normal. He'd been staying in Paris with Marcel for a month and their relationship was going from strength to strength only…although they had kissed and been intimate, they still hadn't had sex. This was because both men wanted to take it slow so that they could get closer emotionally, and this was a good thing all round. Francis Marcel (who we will now refer to as Francis M) knew that Arthur was a great inventor and let him get on with experiments and what not, even though he had no idea what he was working on or why. Meanwhile he got settled in and was actually making France great again, there was a feelgood factor in the air that hadn't been around for some time and people were actually happier than they had been for a while.

Arthur started testing his miracle chemical on small animals and perfected a solution that would make a male mouse carry babies for full term. Effectively the male mouse became pregnant by another male mouse, though it couldn't give birth and the poor little thing, and its babies died. Of course, this wouldn't be the same for humans, after all there was such a thing as a C section.

When he thought he'd finished creating it, and it was perfect, he eventually thought he ought to have a human subject. He didn't want to tell Francis M this because he was sure he wouldn't agree, after all, he was very old fashioned having been from 1828 and probably would be freaked out. One night as a storm as brewing outside, and lightening flashed in the darkened sky, the Englishman decided that it was time. He was the last of the Kirklands, and he wanted to have a baby, a son to pass on all his knowledge to.

"Alright Arthur Kirkland…" He said to himself as he filled a syringe with white liquid "Now is the time you take that step… you want to become a male mother don't you?" He asked himself "Yes I do… "

Summoning up all his courage he rolled up his left sleeve injected the liquid into his arm and bared the pain for those few moments. Francis M had no idea what he was up to and had no clue what he was doing.

"Let's see if it works…" He uttered as he put the chemicals back on the shelf.

Francis M arrived home from his day advising the French government a few moments later. He saw Arthur putting the chemicals away and smiled warmly. "Bonjour mon Angleterre…" he said as he moved behind him to kiss his neck and wrapped his arms around him. "Have you had a good day Mon Cher? Have you been inventing things?"

"Oh you know… one or two experiments…" He replied, then turned around and kissed him deeply. "I have missed you…" he moaned sensually. "I've been waiting for you to come home… and do you know why?"

"Mmm… I can guess…." Uttered Francis sounding very sexy. "You are hungry for me non? I can tell…I sense it from you… "

"I am hungry for you… I think you ought to take me to bed right away…" Arthur said as he continued to kiss him. "I want you…"

"You are ready mon amour?" Francis M asked "You are sure you want to do this?"

"I've never been so sure about anything in my whole life…" He replied with a particular look in his eye. Maybe it was the injection but somehow Francis M looked really damn hot, and sexy. Arthur felt delirious, and ravenous and just wanted to kiss him, and keep kissing him. Francis M loved it, as he'd never seen Arthur so obviously turned on before.

"You really are ready mon cher…" Growled Francis M as he picked him up and thrust on him against the wall, kissing and biting his neck. "I could take you right here… you know it…"

Arthur wrapped his legs around Francis M's waist and clung to him. "I know…" he uttered, kissing him. "Take me to bed now…" he said in breathy sighs. "Now Francis…. Uhhh…"

"You are really ready tonight…" growled Francis M as he let him down. Arthur grabbed his tie and pulled him in the direction of the bedroom, and he went willingly. Once in the bedroom Francis M threw his lover on to the bed and straddled him, ripping open his shirt, as all the buttons popped off. Arthur laughed and laid back, waiting for what was to be the best night of his life, with a beautiful man. Francis M then ripped off his pants, ruining the fastenings. He would need new clothes in the morning, the way he was destroying them like that, but he didn't care, all he wanted was Francis, his body was tingling in ways he had never experienced. The miracle chemical was making him feel so sexy, and he wanted him so badly. His lover obliged quite willingly and when he was stripped of all clothing he turned him over so he could get access.

"You're mine Angleterre… all mine…" growled the Frenchman as he prepared him. Arthur lay there in anticipation, his body primed, his vital regions throbbing hard, his mind delirious.

"Always yours…" He gasped "Always…" he groaned.

Francis M kissed his neck and began making love to him, something he'd dreamed of for a long time. It was good that they were finally doing this together, as it sealed their love and their relationship. He gave him all, thrusting hard and wanton, and also giving him pleasure with his hand. Arthur fell into this strange delirium and his body writhed under the Frenchman's expert touch, till he came with such ferocity, screaming his name out over and over. Francis M came at the same time and both men collapsed on each other, sweating and gasping for breath.

"Ohhmm… Angleterre.. Arthur…" He mumbled. "You're gorgeous…"

"Not as gorgeous as you…" he replied, still gasping for breath. He turned to him and kissed him then laid back as Francis put his arms round him. Would it work? Would the injection cause him to conceive a baby just as it had done with the male mice?

Later when they were calmed, Arthur asked Francis M a very curious question. "If you found out that you got someone pregnant… what would you do?" he uttered as he lay there wrapped in the Frenchman's glorious embrace.

"What a strange question mon amour… why do you ask?" Mumbled Francis M as he smooched him.

"Humour me…" Arthur replied, smooching him back. "What would you do if you got someone pregnant?"

Francis M laughed and placed his hand on Arthurs thigh, pulling his leg up to his waist. "It doesn't matter seeing as it will never happen." He replied. "But… if I was to get someone pregnant… I would … be the best father in the world… although, you'd hate me for sleeping with someone else. It would never happen."

"What if… what if …" Arthur said hesitantly, and then shut up. Now was not the time to tell him what he had done. If it didn't work then he wouldn't have to, and he didn't want to ruin the night.

"What if …what?"

"Would you be happy about it? If it was to happen?"

"It isn't going to." Francis M replied "But if it did, I would love my baby, and I would be a good father." He said "Though I find your line of questioning strange…"

Later as they went to sleep, Arthur felt happy. If he did conceive now, Francis would be happy about it, at least that's what he was thinking.

Francis M shook his head wondering what that was all about, and then held him as they both drifted off to sleep. Being in this future world was interesting, not so bad at all, and he was getting used to it.

However, two weeks went by, and they had been making love just about every night. Often Arthur would ask him what he thought about babies and children or, what kind of father he would make. After a few days it started to get to him and he sighed as he got home from his work, to find Arthur sitting at the table, waiting for him.

"We have to talk Arthur…" He said as he sat down. "Look, Je t'aime mon amour…" he said and took his hand. "But please can we not talk of children we cannot have?"

Arthur looked at him hesitantly, and grasped his hand. "I have something to tell you…" He said. "For these past few months I have been working on something… it's a miracle Francis…" he said excitedly.

"What is it?" Grinned Francis M, looking at him, wondering what he was so excited about.

"Before Francis went away to the past… we were talking about having children of our own…"

Francis M let of his hand and rolled his eyes. "When are you going to stop talking about children?" he sighed.

"No… you have to listen" he said grasping his hand again. "I have been working on a miracle chemical…it changes males…" He said excitedly. "I tested it on small animals and it works!" he continued.

"What…what are you saying?" Francis M gulped as he pulled right back.

"Francis, I'm pregnant!" Arthur said excitedly. "We did it!"

Francis M sat there looking shocked, as if the breath in his body had just left him. He couldn't believe it. He coughed and tried to breathe again, taking in a deep breath.

"Say that again Mon amour… I don't think I heard you right…"

"I'm going to have a baby!" Arthur said with glee. "Isn't it wonderful?" he cried "Isn't it a miracle?"

"It…it…" began Francis, clearly not as enthusiastic as Arthur. "….might be a miracle but… did you ever think to ask me if it was what I wanted?" he uttered as he stood up. Angrily he went to the chemical storage facility and opened it, taking out the jug filled with the strange white liquid. "Is this it? Is this your miracle chemical Mon cher?" He asked, clearly annoyed with him for not even discussing this with him.

"But… aren't you happy?" came Arthur's crestfallen voice. He was so disappointed, he thought Francis M would be thrilled as he was.

"Happy?" Francis replied still shocked. "You thought I would be happy about it did you?"

"Yes…" he uttered by now totally devastated.

"This is what I think of your miracle chemical!" Francis M answered as he walked to the sink and poured it right down. "It is unnatural, it is a violation!" He said.

Arthur watched open mouthed as the miracle chemical went down the drain… but unknown to both of them, it had now got into the worlds water supply. You see it reacted with the pipes, and the water in them, causing a chain reaction that neither of them could have anticipated.

"I can't believe you just thought I would be okay with this!" Francis M uttered as he poured himself a glass of water to calm down. "What if I do not want a baby right now?" He continued as he drank it, not realising that the water wasn't clear but was actually white in colour.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you!" Arthur said as tears filled his eyes. "I didn't really think it would work and I didn't want to worry you…."

"Oh so you knew I'd be worried about it though ey?" He said as he drank down the water. "I really thought we had something you and I… we had love… we had…everything…but above all we had trust and…and…" As he was talking Francis M began to feel funny, dizzy, delirious and strange, but above all he started to think that Arthur was absolutely gorgeous. He sat there in floods of tears because Francis M didn't want their little miracle, and he was so upset about that. All Francis could think about was how sexy he was.

"Oh Arthur mon amour…" he sighed as he went over to him. "There's no need to cry… please don't.." he said and kissed him deeply.

"You don't want our baby…" he sobbed.

"Oh… it will be alright…" He uttered as he kissed his neck tenderly. "You're gorgeous mon amour… you are so beautiful…" he said as he felt all tingly inside. "Je t'aime…" he murmured as he kissed him some more. "In fact I want you to make love to me tonight… " he said "Come to bed… come on…" he whispered and pulled him into the bedroom. Arthur willingly went, happy that Francis was actually ok with him being pregnant after all.

Meanwhile the worlds water supply was now full of white miracle man baby making fluid… and Ludwig Beilschmidt filled up his kettle to make a nice cuppa. Italy was drinking a glass of "water" at the same time…

In Russia, Ivan had just imbibed some cool water after a workout and was feeling kind of strange much to Latvia's surprise and shock. Why was Ivan looking at him in that way?

Goddammit everybody was drinking the WATER…