"I walked right through the front door." Ryuu said.

They were sitting in the small library room, Ryuu and Gladys in the chairs, Peter sitting on the floor, and Eire and Henry leaning against the bookshelves.

"But what are you doing here?" Gladys asked.

"I was looking for Francis." Ryuu replied. "He told me he might stop by here today, so I thought I'd check. Is he here?"

"No. Well, not that we know of…" Eire said. The island countries all looked nervously about them.

"If he is, he's just sneaking around upstairs, looking for things of Arthur's, le pervertir …" She grinned. "Like dear Blair is now."

"What do you mean?" Peter asked.

"Yes, what happened to Blair?" Gladys said. "Or more like, what did you do to her?"

"No, doing things to people is Francis' job." She said, shooting a look at Eire and Henry, one of whom smothered a giggle, the other of whom rolled his eyes and muttered about gits.

"I merely told her where what she was looking for is."

"So that's why she was here? She was looking for something?" Gladys asked.

"Oui."

"What?" Peter asked, sitting upright on his knees.

"Blackmail, in short." Ryuu answered. "Things to use to humiliate Fuzzybrow." She smiled. London muttered something unintelligible under his breath again.

"What did you tell her?" Eire asked, interested.

"I told her where Arthur keeps his-as they say- rubbers."

Eire and Gladys couldn't help but snicker a bit, Peter pretended to know what they were talking about and giggled, and the corner of Henry's mouth twitched as he muttered about rude, ungentlemanly frogs.

"Are you serious? You know where those are? I didn't know Arthur even did that stuff!" Eire cried.

"Neither do I." Ryuu said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Gladys asked.

"I know." Eire said, comprehension dawning on her. "She told Blair she knew where they were, and Blair believed her and went on a search for something she'll never find. Genius." She added to Ryuu, who grinned.

"So, what are we going to do know?" Peter asked.

"We go to get the tea." Eire said decisively, and the group made their way out the door.

"I still don't like the idea." Henry muttered. "Taking a gentleman's tea…What did he ever do to them…?"

Ryuu was the last in the room. She stood up to go. "Mais encore une fois…" She mused quietly, exciting the room, "Qui dit que je ne sais pas vraiment où ils sont?"

Trans.: But then again, who says I don't really know where they are?

"Here we are." Eire proclaimed, entering the kitchen. "Let's find that tea before something else goes wrong. Spread out, folks!"

The group spread throughout the kitchen and started looking through the cabinets.

A few minutes of silence, then-

"I found it!" Gladys shouted, holding up a box with proud vigor.

"Awesome!" Peter said, and the group, excepting Henry, went over to collect England's large supply of tea.

"How much do you bleeding need?" Gladys said, pulling out yet another box of "Afternoon Black".

"It's very important for any English household to have-" London started to say, when he stopped abruptly.

"What?" Eire said, then she heard it.

The sound of hooves pounding around upstairs.

They heard it getting more distant, then closer, and on the stairs, in the foyer, then it was right outside the kitchen-

"Bonjour, everyone!" Francis Bonnefoy cried, bursting into the kitchen, floundering to a stop and putting his hands on his knees, catching his breath. "Ahh, Ryuu, how are you?"

"Très bien, merci!" Ryuu replied.

"Francis, what-" Eire started to say, when the unicorn burst through the door.

And charged.

"Au revoir!" Francis shouted, and sprinted for the door.

"What are you all thinking? RUN!" Ryuu cried, and they all followed Francis' lead.

"WHY." Peter said, panting as they turned another corner, "Is a bloody UNICORN chasing us?"

"It's probably a spell Arthur put up against thieves." Eire gasped, leading them around another corner. "Why why the bloody hell are we running around aimlessly-FRANCIS!" She shouted.

He turned around, still running. "Oui?"

"Lead us into a room! Any room!" She gasped, clutching her side. The furious unicorn neighed menacingly behind them.

Then they were all toppling into a room, and Francis was slamming the door against the wrathful unicorn. It whinnied angrily for a few seconds, stomped it's delicate-turned-deadly hooves, and galloped back down the hallway.

Francis turned around, smirking suggestively. "Well, bonjour, everyone."

Henry groaned.

"Mon dieu." Ryuu muttered, looking around with a growing smile on her face.

"What?" Gladys said.

"We're in Arthur's bedroom."

Francis running from a vengeful unicorn is a rather funny image, is it not?

Mon dieu=my god