Sorry this is such a short chapter. This is mostly just a filler. The plot gets way more complicated soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia or it's characters...nor do I have the money to do so.
ch 5
Arthur was upset. Everyone could see that during the next half of the meeting. He barely took notes or paid attention. Neither Alfred nor Allie had returned to the meeting. Afterward, he went in search for them. It didn't take him very long since Alfred was sitting on the building's fronts steps.
"Alfred." Arthur started. "I'm sorry about what happened back there."
"Its fine." Alfred gave him his best 'I'm okay' face. "Nothing the hero can't handle! Though, Allie's pretty upset. She's been in the bathroom for hours."
"I'll go talk to her." Arthur said and went back inside just as Allie came out of the bathroom. "Allie! I just wanted to say sorry...so there. I said it."
Allie gave him a blank stare. "It's fine Arthur. I'm use to harsh words like that."
Arthur hung his head in shame. "I shouldn't have said it anyways. I'll make it up to you! I'll get you dinner. Anything you like!"
"Burger king?" Allie smiled excitedly.
"Anything but that..."
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"Welcome to Burger King. How may I take your order?"
Arthur cringed. "Two double whoppers, a chocolate shake, and a junior whopper."
"Thank you. Please drive up to the second window."
Allie smiled brightly at Arthur in his car. "I love their food!"
"Its just a bunch of grease and fat if you ask me." Arthur grumbled.
Alfred poked his head between the two. "Your just jealous cause your food sucks."
"IT DOES NOT YOU BLOODY WANKER!"
Allie and Alfred laughed.
Driving to Arthur's house, the three of them quickly brought the food inside before it started to rain.
"So Allie where are you staying tonight?" Arthur asked.
"Well I figured she could stay here." Alfred said. "After all, you brought her here and my hotel room only has one bed."
Arthur stared at him. "B-but what about my peace and silence!"
Allie sighed. "I'm accually not the hyper of a teenager. You won't even know I'm there."
After Alfred left, Allie quickly look around the house. It seemed very simular to her Arthur's house. It smelt like old wood and bad cooking, but it had a relaxing feeling to it. Arthur went straight to knitting while she made herself comfortable in the guestroom. When she finally came back to see him he had fallen asleep.
Allie walked down the stairs to see Arthur curled up on the couch.
"Hey sleepy head! You'll hurt your kneck that way." She smiled as he flopped over still asleep. She went to pick him up, finding he was light but still difficult to carry up stairs. She managed to bring him to her room and let him sleep there for the night. She knew he had been studying for hours on his own. It was already past midnight. "Your going to make your brain explode this way."
Allie placed Arthur on the guestroom's bed and went back downstairs to finish her shake with a smile on her face.
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Matthew sighed after leaving Arthur to look for his sister. He honesty didn't know what to tell the other man. When he and Allie had walked home together one day, they had stumbled apon a strange rock with a black feather tied to it. Allie had picked it up, making jokes about killing birds with one stone, before a flash of light blinded him. When he could see again, she had dissapeared. He wanted to tell someone, but he was barely noticed by anyone and he doubt anyone would believe him anyways.
Gil caught up with Matthew in the halls. "Hey Mr. Almost-as-awesome-as-me! Hows it going?"
Matthew sighed. "Allie's still missing."
Gil gave a sympathetic look to the boy. "Well I'm sure she'll come back. Maybe she just got so upset with Arthur that she need some time away from him."
"I don't know. She cares enough for Arthur not to leave him and make him upset." He stiffened when Gil placed an arm around him.
"Don't worry. How about you make some pancakes to make us both feel better?" She smiled at him and he nodded, fallowing her into the school's cooking class.
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Both Arthur's sighed quietly. One from content, and another in distress.