I was originally was planning to post this before Thanksgiving but I lost some of this (blame school), kinda was too busy with college, came up with new fanfic ideas (shame on me) and got a part-time job. Luckily I got about a bit more month off of college so more free time to work on fanfics! YAY! But Let's Continue!

Part 4

4:05 pm

France

Francis heard it all after Arthur had dropped the phone. Hearing the Briton calling the American on his cell asking if he wasn't bleeding on the floor, it was unbelievable. Did he still care for his ex-brother who left and fought him for his independences? The person he always constantly bickers and has disagreements with besides him? Arthur must be otherwise he wouldn't be hearing this.

Another thought came to the Frenchman's mind; did Arthur know that he was still on the phone? Apparently not if he kept hearing the Englishman trying to call Alfred on his cell phone.

"Angleterre?" No response. "Angleterre?"


3:06 pm

United Kingdom

Arthur hung up the phone after trying to call Alfred's cell phone. He was angry that the American wasn't picking up his phone. Yes, he was unhappy but he couldn't help to feel another emotion that was hiding in his anger. Through this hidden emotion, he sat down closing his eyes letting the emotion come out more a little bit.

He listened to the tragic news, hoping for no more bad things.

"Angleterre? … Angleterre?" Arthur's eyes shot wide open. He hears Francis's voice but where is coming from? The Briton looks around the room, nope. Then he looks down and sees the phone on the floor. He forgot he dropped the phone after seeing the bad news.

Arthur picked the phone up, wishing that the Frenchman hung up. "Hello?"

"Angleterre you finally answered!" Francis said.

"Yes, and?" Arthur growled hoping Francis heard nothing.

"I heard you try to call Amérique." Arthur groaned at what the Frenchman said. "You still care for him? Do you?"

"No I Don't!" the Arthur snapped.

"Non, you still do. I heard everything." Francis paused to hear the Briton still growling. "Listen if you do, call Mathieu. If he heard the news, he probably is going to his brother's place right now."

Arthur was silent for a moment. "Fine, I'll call Matthew."

"Then Au revoir Angleterre. I'll call back soon." and Francis hung up.


10:15 am

Canada

Matthew had reached the border of Canada and the United States of America but he was having problems. Since America was being attacked, he was having a hard time crossing the border. He told the border guards and officials he worked for the Canadian Government and he need to get pass because his brother worked for American Government. He also said that he needed to get to him to see if he wasn't hurt or worse.

While waiting to for the border officials to let him go into America his cell phone rang. The Canadian pulled out his cell and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hello Matthew," said a slightly worried voice on the phone.

"Arthur?" said Matthew surprised.

"Yes, did you hear the news?" said Arthur.

"Yes, I'm going to America to see if Alfred alright but I'm stuck at the border."

"Well then tell the border officials to hurry up! I called to the git and he's not picking up the bloody phone," a now angry voice growled.

Matthew paused. Wait was Arthur calling him because he was concerned for Alfred? "Arthur, are you worried for Alfred?"

"N-no. Why do you think that? He had it soon coming." The Briton stuttered.

"Arthur…"

"Just Call Me Back When You Get To America's House!" Arthur yelled and hanged up.

Matthew quickly pulled the cell phone away from his ear then stared at it blankly.


Yea, I think wrote this part very badly. Well hopefully the next parts are better than this. And sorry about my French I'm not good at it. If I did make a mistake PLEASE CORRECT ME!

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