"Good times, good times…" France said quietly from the door, looking around at the room with a fond smile on his face. Eire rolled her eyes as Henry looked at France in scared shock (she knew he was lying and was just saying that to disturb Henry) and put her hands on her hips to survey the room.

"Nice room." She muttered, looking at the, for lack of a better word, gentlemanly finery around her. As Henry looked nervously over his shoulder at Francis every few seconds, and Ryuu exchanged looks with Francis out of the corner of her eye, Peter went to flop onto the bed and Gladys ambled over to a bookshelf, running her fingers along the volumes. Eire was just about to address the group-

When Blair came through the door to the bathroom, looking irked.

"Oh dear." Ryuu muttered, smiling slightly.

"Can't find the bloody things anywhere…You'd think he'd have them somewhere sensible, but no, he has to go and effing hide them…" She muttered, then came to a halt when she saw the large group assembled in front of her, all looking at her with highly amused expressions.

"W-what?" she said, a blush growing in her cheeks. "What are you all doing here?"

"What are you doing here, Blair?" Eire said, one hand on her hip and eyebrows raised, trying to suppress any expression on her face.

"I-that's of no importance to you." Blair stuttered.

"It is if you don't want us to tell Iggy about your snooping around in his bedroom." Eire said.

"If you forget I was ever here," Blair said, "I won't tell him you all were in here, alright?" She pretended to be collected and stern, but she couldn't fully mask the pleading in her expression.

"This is all getting very entertaining." Ryuu muttered, and Francis nodded, both looking quickly down at the floor with sly grins when Eire glared at them.

"It's a deal." Eire said, knowing all along Blair would bargain that. She turned to look at the group.

"Think it's safe to go get that tea now?" she asked.

"As safe as it will ever be, it seems." Gladys replied with a sigh, placing a book back on the shelf she had been looking at.

"I guess we should get going, then." Eire said.

"Uh, guys." Peter said from the window.

"Yes, I suppose so." Gladys said, walking closer to the group from the bookshelf.

"Guys?" Peter said a little louder, turning around to look at them with a scared expression.

"Blair, I suppose you should just leave, Arthur could come back at any minute." Eire said.

"GUYS!" Peter cried. "Who am I, Canada? A voice coming from the curtain just told me that Arthur is home! I looked out the window, and his car is parked out there! We may only have a few minutes before that evil unicorn tells him about us and he comes up here!"

"Okay, Peter." Eire said, going into battle mode. She turned back towards him. "But who's Canada?" She shook her head. "Doesn't matter-let's get moving."

Ryuu sighed. "Poor Mathieu…"

"Je désolé, Francis, but we need someone to take the blame and Iggy won't get as mad at you." Ryuu explained, as Eire and Gladys tied him to the bedpost with an assortment of ties. "You sneak in here all the time."

"He DOES?" Henry said in alarm.

"Perhaps loosen it a bit about it around the waist, mon ami?" Francis said suggestively to Gladys, making her blush and earning a sharp whack on the head from Eire.

"Now, mon cher, there's no need to get violent." He said with a grin. Eire glared, tying the knot around his elbow extra tight.

"And there's no need to worry about Arthur finding out about your little escapade, mes chéris; I know you'll succeed in the end, and his anger and despair will be worth it. My lips are sealed." He turned to Gladys and raised his eyebrows a couple times, making her get even redder. "Blushing runs in the family, I see."

"Done." Eire said with a final sharp tug on a blue patterned tie, and with a final glare at Francis stood up.

"How exactly am I to explain how I got into this situation?" Francis asked Eire.

"Puck says to say that you used the spell book in the second drawer on the right in the desk in the third floor study." Peter said, earning three slightly surprised looks from the other island nations and two bemused looks from the other two.

"I'll never understand that fairy business…" Francis muttered.

"Ummm, that seems a bit too detailed, and besides, Iggy keeps most of his spell books in his office, disguised as cookbooks…" Ryuu said.

"HOW DO THE TWO OF YOU KNOW THESE THINGS?" Henry cried, staring wide-eyed at the two smirking blondes.

"Puck says that it's a special spell book." Peter interrupted. "It has to be that one." He turned back towards the curtain, nodding occasionally, then turned back around. "And you can just say 'the spellbook in the third floor study', Arthur will know which one you're talking about."

"Special spell books, mon dieu…" Francis muttered, shaking his head. "Alright then, I will. I suppose Arthur wouldn't put it past me to know where it is." He smiled. "He shouldn't."

Henry stared at Francis, newly disturbed. Eire nodded, and the group filed out of the room, leaving Francis behind.

Thank you so much for suggesting Francis be tied up, Ryuu! My friends and I love making Canada (who?) jokes, so I just had to put one in there, if nothing but in honor of Who? Day, July 1. Thank you GirlLoki and jessicahlee94 for being my first review and story alerter! You guys drive me to finish a story that is acting very Canadian in its reader responses! Je désolé=I'm sorry