"No... no... go way! Go away...!"
"Geez, what happened to him?" Alfred said.
Arthur was laying on the bed with the drug coursing through his veins. It made him feel relaxed but he could still see the two faces above him and looking at him.
"He has been acting like that for the passed few days. I figure a spell might have gone wrong but I'm starting to think otherwise. He was afraid of you two for some reason."
"Hurt me, hurt me, their going to hurt me help! Help!"
"And he repeats things like that. It's rather cute." Francis smiled with a peace sign.
"Stop that. Here, Arthur, I got you an ice pack for your head."
"N-no!" Arthur cried, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Moving back Matthew looked at his brother and Francis. "What should we do?"
"We could go to his house and see what he was working on. Come, on Mattie, let's go."
"Yeah bye, Arthur. We'll be back soon."
"The bloody hell is that?"
China looked up at the aircraft that was flying. It was still far away that they wouldn't be spotted, looking back on the path he continued on.
"Just a spy plane. Hurry up. I need to take you back to your home where you'll be safe."
Arthur folded his arms. "My home or the other Arthur's home?"
"Well, I can't send you back, but at lest you'll be safe there. His house is hidden from the others. For some reason neither America nor Canada can find it."
"So why would they need him?"
"Can't tell you." Yao said stopping in front of a gate. "Well, welcome home. I'll come by in a few days. Don't leave this place for anything, okay? You have no idea what's happening in this world. This is your only warning. See you later."
Walking into the house Arthur wanted to scream. What the bloody hell is all this mess? The pictures were all leaned side ways, clothes simply laying on the floor! Well, their were in neat folded piles, but all over the floor with only three clothes at a time.
The flowers lay upside down in the vases, and nothing seemed to like to match. Everything was mismatched and other seemed like someone went out of their way to make sure that nothing matched. The tea pots all were painted on and the tea cups all different styles on them.
Groaning he went up stairs and into the bedroom and nearly had a heart attack. It was filled with nothing but stuffed animals! Form one end to the other and on the bed all the giant stuffed white rabbits sat around the mattress.
"Oh, god, please don't tell that's where he sleeps"
"But he does."
"Ahhh! Bloody wanker! Where did you come from?"
Smirking Francis walked around him slowly, almost like a predator would when going in got kill, just waiting for that right moment. Soon he walked over to the bed and pointed to it.
"This is where he sleeps. He puts everything in circles, if you hadn't noticed."
Looking around Arthur suddenly noticed it. Even the pictures that leaned sideways almost connected to form a circle.
"Fairy circles"
Francis snorted. "Wonderful. Another idiot believes in creatures that don't exists."
"Shut up! And they do exist! Besides this is by far the biggest one I've ever seen He was trying to keep something away from someone. They say that Al- America and Canada can never find this place?"
"Oui."
"This must be the reason why. What are they after?"
"That's for us to know and you to go back to your world and never find out."
Glaring as the man left as if he wasn't even there Arthur leaned on the wall and growled. He wanted to hit him or maybe put a spell on him. Spell? Wait. Everyone was different here, but if this England used a fairy circle then he would have magic books!
Grinning he ran off to the basement to find what he was looking for.
"Look, Al!"
"What?"
"Over there it's France. Where'd he come form? No house down that way."
Alfred lifted his black sun glasses over his head. Red, orange eyes glared at the blond making his way down a dirt road. Leaning back he thougth about it or a minute.
"Know what Matt?"
"Hm?" Matthew looked over lifting up his black goggles.
"I think we just found our little mouse's house."
Matthew giggle. "About fucking time."
"So, Matt, you want the mouse or the bird?" Alfred said picking up his bat.
"I'll take the bird. Did you forget big brother? He made me lose the mouse last time."
"That bastard. Alright, you take the bird and I'll take the mouse."
"Hell yes!" Matthew laughed.
They slipped their head gear back on and grabbed their weapons and jumped off the hill top. One went towards the house and the other nation was deep in thought.