NOTE: This is the real first chapter, that first bit was the prologue~ Thank you for tuning in on this episode of What A World!
After going to the nearest airport and flying for a couple of hours, Denmark and Norway made their way to England! Land of Harry Potter and tea! Denmark and Norway figured they should visit Arthur since he was the only English person they knew. But as they walked closer and closer to Arthur's house, Norway's eyes seemed to wander more and more. Denmark was slowly noticing this. "Nor, are you alright?"
"I've never seen so many fairies in my life..." he mumbled as a response. Denmark only looked at him for a moment before smiling slightly. "Yeah, I'm sure there are." he said back. That was when they arrived at the Englishman's house. Denmark knocked on the door as Norway looked to his left and walked across the porch to look astounded at something. As soon as Arthur opened the door with his tea cup in hand, Norway just says "A unicorn?"
Arthur almost drops his tea cup at this. He quickly runs over to Norway and grabs him by the shoulders. "You can see them?!" he asked almost too excitedly. Norway just quickly nods in response. It was then that Arthur, almost brimming with happy tears, said "I think I love you..." That's when the two Nordics shared the same expression for the first time ever. A shocked one. Denmark walked over and smiled weakly. "Shouldn't you let us in, Arthur?" he asked.
"Oh, of course! Where are my manners?" Arthur said as he released Norway and opened the door for the two of them. He let them in and followed them. "I was just having tea, would you both like some?" he asked. Norway and Denmark looked at each other. "Well, it would be rude if we didn't at least try some..." Denmark said simply. Norway nodded as Arthur said "Splendid!"
They reached the dining room and Arthur sat the two down. Just as he was about to explain what tea it was, his phone went off. "Bloody hell..." he mumbled as he pulled it out. He groaned at what the glowing letters read. Who else but Alfred F. Jones?
He opened his phone before Alfred's voice came screaming from the ear piece. "Alfred, what is it? No, I have guests. I don't give a damn about any ghost haunting you! WHAT?!" he said into the phone before the ever splendid hero came bursting through the door. "Arthur, I--" he said before noticing the Nordics. "Oh, you weren't lying this time."
"Yeah, I wasn't. Alfred, what are you doing in my house?" he asked before his green eyes went wide and the two Nordics' eyes went wide as well. You didn't need to have the sight to see the large evil shadow that cast itself behind Alfred. "Al... what is that?" Arthur asked cautiously.
"Russia and Japan collaborated on giving me a gift..."
"Did it say 'Do not open'?"
"Not from what I could read..." Alfred said before quickly running behind Arthur as the thing howled behind him.
"Quick! To my basement!" Arthur said as the four quickly took off to Arthur's basement. Arthur quickly made a salt circle around the four of them. "Stay here, I have to stop it." he said as he stepped out of the circle and grabbed a spell book from the desk. Another howl erupted from upstairs, sending shivers down everyone's spine. Arthur put on his cloak as the shadow started descending into the basement.
Arthur started madly flipping through his book as the shadow reached out to attack him. "Shit! Shit!" he kept saying until he found the page and quickly said the wording. It had the shadow back off, but then he realized this powerful spell needed another person. He turned around and said "Norway! I need your help!" Norway pointed to himself before Arthur quickly nodded. Norway stepped out of the circle.
The shadow turned to look at Norway. Norway quickly went over to Arthur and looked at the book. It's in a language he didn't understand, but more than likely knew how to say. "Now, read the words with me." Arthur told him. They both said the words, though Norway fumbled a little on some. The book started glowing and a beam shot from it. The shadow started shrinking and shrinking. And soon, it was gone.
The two other men quickly looked around to make sure that there was no more shadow before stepping out of the circle. Denmark raced to Norway and said "I knew you were magic!" He grinned a little, and though Norway was tempted to smile, he didn't. He then felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. Norway turned to see a grinning Arthur. "Finally! Someone I can talk to about magic and my friends! Care to stay and chat for awhile?" he asked. Norway looked back at Denmark who had a small smile on his face. "Denmark, care to stay? I'm sure you and Alfred could talk about stuff." Norway asked.
Denmark thought for a moment before nodding. "We just can't stay too long, we have other business." he said simply. Norway raised an eyebrow. "We're on vacation, dummy! We are going to go elsewhere!" The Dane said with a grin. Norway looked shocked. Denmark put his hand on Norway's head. "Ja, I wanted you out of your secluded house. You'll enjoy this, I know you will." Denmark said simply. Norway sighed and looked to Arthur.
"I understand if you can't stay long, but we can still talk and-- Bloody hell Alfred! What are you doing?" Arthur asked when he found himself bridal style in Alfred's arms. "I'm the hero! Someone has to do this!" he said with a grin. Denmark looked at those two and was tempted to do that to Norway. But the Norwegian seemed to read this thoughts and looked at him. "Don't even think about it." he said darkly.
So, the four went upstairs, back to the tea room. Norway sat next to Arthur so it'd be easier to talk to him, while Denmark sat next to Alfred. The Englishman started going on about fairies and Norway was telling him about the many fairies he saw on the way over. Then they talked about the unicorns roaming the backyard behind Arthur's house. Denmark was just happy that Norway was being a little more talkative than usual. He just wished that would work with him. Then Alfred started engaging Denmark in conversation. Then Denmark mentioned how he wasn't too sure where to go next. "Come to my house! The cooking is better there than here!" he said with a huge grin.
And as Norway went for a scone, Alfred looked slightly scared. "Don't do it! It's poison!" he called out from across the table. Arthur took a scone from the tray and whipped it at Alfred, direct hit. Denmark just started cracking up. "Then it's settled. We're heading to America, Norge!" Denmark said with a grin. Norway just rolled his eyes. Just what he needed, noise.
After another hour of talking to Arthur, Norway bid him farewell. And just as they were leaving, Arthur hugged him from behind. "Will you come back?" he asked. Norway's eyes went wide. He could understand not being able to talk to someone similar, but he felt this was ridiculous! Denmark felt jealousy boil up. He grabbed Norway and slung him over his shoulder. Arthur sighed and just leaned against the door frame.
All the while, Norway was trying his best to not break the Dane's neck. "Stupid Dane..." he mumbled grumpily. Denmark followed Alfred to his car to be driven to the nearest airport. Norway was in the back, while the two others were in front. They were all smiles and talkative. Norway couldn't care less. They reached the airport. Next stop, America!