Happy New Year!
It's been a while since the last update, eh? I'm terribly sorry but school has taken up all my time. I'm usually, oh, two days behind on math homework. Luckily my teacher hardly collects or I'd be screwed.
I introduce another character in this chapter, although not in the way you may think. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Hetalia does not belong to me.
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"A palace? You have a palace?" Francis gaped at Arthur. "I knew you thought that you were royalty but this is ridiculous!" Arthur ignored him and walked on.
Francis jogged to catch up. "You know, I still have no idea where we are. I mean, this is all in your closet but it doesn't make sense! And you're royalty here, or something? What's that about! Why can't we get out of here, anyway? We got in just fine. Are you listening to me?"
Arthur stopped so abruptly that Francis slammed into him. He turned around and glared at the man. "Shut. The. Bloody. Hell. Up."
"But you haven't answered my questions!" Francis insisted. Sighing, Arthur resumed walking and spoke without looking at him.
"This is the Kingdom of Fairchester. It's a magical land home to many fantastic creatures. Like those unicorns and fawns you saw."
"And they all talk?" Francis asked.
"Of course they all talk! Who else would I talk to?" Arthur snapped.
"Er, people maybe."
Arthur scoffed. "There are no 'humans' here. This is the magical Kingdom of Fairchester! Humans would just ruin how magical it is."
Francis looked at the Brit, confused. "But, unless I am mistaken, aren't you a human?"
Arthur looked at the ground hiding the growing blush on his face. "Notherepersay." He mumbled.
"Pardon? Repetez, sil'vous plait." Francis leaned in and Arthur turned away.
"I'mnotahumanherewellyouseeI'mkindofaermfairyanderm…" Arthur mumbled again.
Francis leaned in closer to him. "Pardon? Speak slower."
His face red with embarrassment, Arthur faced the French man and shouted:
"I'M A DAMN FAIRY."
Silence followed.
Francis stared at Arthur, shocked. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. How do you respond to such a thing?
Arthur turned away again. "Hurry up if you want to get out of here."
They resumed their walk and an awkward silence hung in the air. One would glance at the other but quickly turned away. It seemed to have been hours before they finally reached the palace.
When Francis thought he had seen it all something always surprised him. Arthur's palace was the most magnificent structure he had ever seen, even after his Eiffel tower and Arc du Triomphe. It stood tall and proud, it's gleaming white walls contrast against the bright blue sky. There were four towers with a modified version of the British flag waving at the top of each. It was surrounded by a moat and a wide drawbridge lay overtop.
"Wow." Was all Francis could say.
"Get over here, already!" Arthur called from halfway across the drawbridge. "You've already been here far too long!"
"Sacre bleu, Arthur!" Francis gasped. "You really are some kind of royalty, aren't you? This is some castle."
"Thank you." Arthur replied as the gate rose. "Stick close to me and don't wander off. Doing so may get you thrown in the dungeons, and I can't promise that I'll get you out."
Francis clapped him on the back. "Ahaha! You're cooking may be terrible but your sense of humor is –" he stopped abruptly when he saw Arthur's serious face.
The inside of the palace was just as amazing. Magnificent paintings decorated the white walls and magical creatures of all sorts walked the corridors. Fawns with their paperwork, smartly-dressed dwarves rushing to and fro, and intimidating centaurs carrying deadly-looking weapons.
"How are we getting out of here?" Francis asked, eyeing a particularly sharp looking spear nervously.
Arthur replied, "I'm going to get my wand. My magic wand." He added when he saw the smirk on Francis' face. "It's the only way we'll be able to get out."
Francis whistled. "Wow, a magic wand. Some magical land you've got here! Hey, what's that coming towards us?"
One of the fawns that worked in the palace was hurrying towards them. The half-man, half-goat creature looked different from the rest. It wore a glasses and a long, dark purple coat. It also had a mole on its face and one familiar hair sticking out.
"R-Roderich?!" Francis gasped. From up close the fawn really did look like the Austrian back home. It looked at him, confused.
"Yes. How do you know my name?"
Francis stared at it, wide eyed. "I know you! What are you doing in Arthur's magical land?"
Arthur laughed nervously and patted him on the back. Grinning nervously at the fawn he said, "Sorry about him, Roderich. He's new here and is a tad confused. You see, he isn't really too bright up here." He tapped his temple and winked.
"Hey! Did you just call me stupid?!" Francis roared.
"Eheheh, excuse us for a moment." Arthur said to the fawn before pulling Francis to the side.
"Arthur! It's him! It's Roderich! You know, Austria! What is he doing here? And why does he have goat legs?" Francis tugged on his sleeve.
Arthur sighed. "He's not the Roderich you know."
"EHH? But he looks exactly like him! Except for the whole legs thing, of course."
"Don't be daft! He may look a bit like the Roderich we know, but he is a completely different person. Now keep your mouth shut and let me handle this!" Arthur snapped.
They turned back to the confused fawn and smiled. "So sorry, Roderich, but we have no time to chat. I must take my friend here back home in a jiff. We can talk when I come back."
But just as he was about to walk away Roderich grabbed his arm. "Please, your majesty, this is urgent!"
Arthur was persistent. "I'm sure nothing's more urgent than –"
"The prince has been kidnapped!" Roderich yelled.
Everyone in the corridor stopped in their tracks. Arthur looked at him, not believing his ears. No one spoke. No one moved.
It was Francis who broke the silence. "I'm not going home yet, am I?"
[End Chapter 4]
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Translations:
Pardon? Repetez, sil'vous plait. - [French] Sorry? Repeat that, please?
My French is lacking. I apologize if it makes you cringe internally. Oh, and Fairchester = Manchester + Fairy. I thought it sounded nice.
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