You opened your eyes and got up, today you were actually excited. Today was the start of your days off and you were excited. For a while now things had been tough and aggravating with your 'Princess Boot Camp' making little to no progress at all. After yesterday Arthur had decided to take a little more time with the lessons and stop trying to jam everything into your head all at once. You were glad for this.

You got up out of your bed and walked to your closet. You hadn't had a chance to look at any of your new clothes because Arthur always picked out what you would wear while you were learning your lessons. You found one that you thought were very nice looking and looked comfortable enough. You quickly changed into the pretty dress and you looking in to the mirror that was in your room and quickly brushed your hair, not bothering to do anything else with it. You then walked out of your room and into the hall. Over your time there you had learned where all the things of important and the main rooms were at. Yet you had never explored the other rooms that lined this hallway. Although the memory of your last exploration stayed in your mind you would be careful not to go into Arthur's room.

Your journey started with you peeking into every room to see what it looked like on the inside and to see if it was worth exploring. So far all the rooms were pretty boring and you didn't see any reason to explore them. Although you did find what looked to be a library. Upon entering you were amazing at the collection of books. In your village many people didn't have books so you could never get your hands on any, and when you managed you instantly fell in love with them. You looked around at the books and tried to find one that suited your taste. You finally picked one up, which looked somewhat interesting. You took the book and sat in one of the nearby chairs and opened the book up to the first page and started to read.

[Switch!]

England had been searching for (f/n) for hours now. She had been missing since he had sent a servant to wake her up. No matter where he checked he couldn't find her and he began to worry. Not just because he had just lost his only bargaining tool, but also because he had actually begun to care for the girl. He honestly did want to find her, and unharmed if at all possible. With a sigh he began to double check in all the rooms in the palace, there were many of them. He finally stopped in front of the library, no one had checked here because they honestly didn't think that a former peasant would be able to even read a sentence let alone a whole book. England sighed as he reached for the door handles. "Here goes nothing." He said and pulled the doors open and walked in. He was shocked to see (f/n) sitting there in the chair reading a book, especially one that looked to be about finished. "(f/n)!" England shouted slightly because of angry that she had disappeared like that for hours and slightly because of surprise. (f/n) turned and looked at England; she jumped up while still holding the book. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked worried, England began to remember the conversation that she had had with Flying Mint Bunny that he overheard. "No, it's just… I've been looking for you." He said composing himself. "Oh… well I've been in here reading." She said and looked at the book in her hand. "I really do enjoy reading." She said as a soft smile touched her lips.

England couldn't help but smile as well; he began to notice what she was wearing. The dress was a very pretty shade of light blue that made her (e/c) eyes sparkle, and her (h/l) (h/c) hair looked so pretty when it was down. (f/n) looked back up at England. "So why were you looking for me?" She asked, which brought England out of his little trance, in all honesty he was just making sure she hadn't disappeared. "Take a walk with me." England heard a small and high pitched voice whisper to him from the side. He glanced over and saw Flying Mint Bunny hovering hidden behind the door. England could feel a faint blush touch his cheeks as he even thought about asking that. "Arthur?" He heard (f/n) ask him. "Take a walk with me." He blurted out the first answer that came to his mind. He didn't realize what he had done till it was too late to take it back. "W-what?" (f/n) asked, England could see a faint blush fall upon her cheeks. "I was wondering if you would like to take a walk with me….. Out in the garden?" He asked more formal, England had to look away when he asked afraid that if he continued to look at her he would blush even more. It was silent for a few moments before she finally replied. "I'd love too." England was honestly surprised that she accepted and he turned to look at her. "Well, um, shall we go?" He asked. (f/n) nodded and walked toward him, both of them turned and left the library and walked toward the garden. England could hear Flying Mint Bunny off somewhere cheering.

[Switch!]

You were honestly surprised that Arthur had asked you to do something like this; you were even more surprised that you had accepted. Nervously you kept glancing up toward Arthur trying to figure out something to talk about. You looked around the garden as the two of you walked; you liked looking at all the flowers. Curious you decided to glance one more time at Arthur, when you did you both blushed and quickly looked away when you found him looking at you. You starred down at the ground a bit embarrassed that he had caught you looking at him and that you had caught him doing the same.

"So, um, Arthur?" You ask trying to break the silence. "Yes?" He replied to you. "Why were you and Francis looking for young girls? Why would the queen want to make a peasant girl into a noble woman?" You ask, curious about the events. Arthur was silent for a moment and then he replied. "To show that the royal family does care about its people." You decided to believe him; he really had no reason to lie to you that you knew of so why question it. "Um (f/n)?" Arthur asked you. "Yes?" You said and risked glancing up at him. "Tell me more about yourself." He said not looking at you, his eyes set straight forward. You looked at him shocked. "There really isn't much else to say. I already told you and Francis the bulk of everything in the carriage." You say as you start to think. "I know, I just would like to know a little bit more." He replied, his voice sounded strange but you couldn't quiet place an emotion. "Well my name is (f/n) (l/n), I'm sixteen my birthday is (month)(day). My favorite color is (fave color), my favorite season is (favorite season), I'm very scared of thunder, and I absolutely love moths." You finish not knowing what else to say. Arthur glances down at you and raises one of his large eyebrows. "Moths?" He asked curious to know.

You giggled and smile. "Yeah, I love moths. I remember when I was little my mother always told me a story about them." You say as you start to remember the great things from your past. "Can you tell me it? The story I mean." He asked you, you could hear a smile in his voice. "Um alright….. Moths were the most beautiful insects in the animal kingdom. At one time they were more colorful that the butterflies. They have always been helpful, kind and generous creatures. One day the people were sad because they couldn't see the beautiful sky. The sweet little moths hated to see everyone so sad; so they decided to make a rainbow. The moths figured that if they asked their cousins, the butterflies, to help, they could all give up just a little bit of their color, and they could make a beautiful rainbow."
"One of the littlest moths flew to ask the queen of the butterflies for help. The butterflies were too vain and selfish to give up any of their colors for the people. So the moths decided to make the rainbow themselves. They beat their wings very hard and the powder on them formed little cloud that the winds smoothed over like glass. Unfortunately, the rainbow wasn't big enough so the moths kept giving a little more and a little more until the rainbow stretched all the way across the sky. They had given away all their color except brown, which didn't fit into the rainbow.
"Now, the once colorful moths were plain and brown. The people on earth became happy as they could now look upon something beautiful. Now every time it rains and covers the sky the baby moths, which still have their colors, spread them across the sky to make more rainbows." You finish the story and look at Arthur, who is smiling down at you. "Your mother told that to you?" He asked once you finished. You nodded and smiled. "Whenever it stormed outside really bad and there was thunder. I would always be too scared to do anything but crawl under my bed and hide and my mother would always hold me and tell me that story to make me fall asleep and stop crying." You say getting lost in the memory. "But that was a long time ago." You say with a saddened sigh.

[Switch!]

England starred down at the now sad (f/n). "You miss them don't you, your parents?" He asked her. "Yeah I do….." She replied sadly. "Sometimes I wish I still had them." She added and smiled at the thought. England understood how she felt; he sometimes missed America and wished that he would have never left him. All England wanted was to have something better than the relationship he had with his older brothers, with America. He sometimes thinks that it turned out worse. "What's that?" England heard (f/n) ask, which snapped him out of his train of thought. "What's what?" England asked as he followed (f/n)'s gaze to a small red thing moving around on the ground. (f/n) quickly ran toward it and kneeled next to it. "Hey! Wait!" England called after her and followed. It turned out to be an injured cardinal. (f/n) smiled as she looked down on it, her (e/c) orbs softening as she looked at it. "It's hurt." She noted and tried to touch it. "Stop." England said and grabbed her hand and with his other one he dug a handkerchief out from his pocket and he gently picked up the injured bird with that, as it flapped its one good wing trying to escape. "What are we going to do with it?" England asked as he held on to the bird. (f/n) smiled as she watched the bird. "Let's keep it." She said while she watched it. "Why?" England asked while looking at the bird. "Because its hurt." (f/n) replied while trying to look at the bird's wing. "We need to help it and then let it go." England sighed and looked at the bird. "Well where will we keep it?" He asked not really wanting to keep an injured bird in the palace. "We'll figure something out. Now come on we have to go. We should find something to put it in as soon as we can." (f/n) said as she started walking back. England watched her for a little while and smiled, he soon followed with the little injured bird.

((AN:
This got really... jumbled... I don't even know.
I got really sleepy and lazy while writing this... sorry I know it will suck worse than anything

I hope you somewhat like it...

I don't own England, Flying Mint Bunny, or Reader-Chan (you) ))