VOTE ON MY POLL PLEASE IT IS IMPORTANT!-I feel like an idiot, with the first chapter i don't know what the wish was and the riddle was about... DX i lost the page with all the info... sigh... improvise... think girl think! It (The plot) might not make sense with the riddle in the first chapter unless i find the page. My wrist was in pain so there will be mistakes because I can't fix it because of the pain.

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I am a Pirate! (England x France): England somehow time travels when he was a pirate and lands right next to himself and France! "Oh God..." He must find a way to go back home, and have them not find out he is England with the name of Alphonse Kirkland! "So you aren't my brother? hm.."

~Wish Three: Library~

Arthur Kirkland, or currently Alphonse Kirkland was looking at the ocean water. "So... fucking bored..." He whispered to himself.

It was day 4 of him in the stupid past. He was wearing a puffy white dress shirt, and black pants. Everyone one else was doing something but him... if you count staring at the water. England heard a noise near him. Francis was trying to touch his past self's butt... Well seeing a big slap mark on his face, and a bloody nose Francis was failing.

He laughed quietly as the two soon to be couple started fighting over something stupid. Well they still do that in the future. But less... violent... and more yelling. Arthur went back to looking at the ocean water, then opened a notebook Francis gave to him. He gave him two, one for the log that was blue, and another for him self for notes and drawings which was red.

Arthur opened the red notebook to a clean page and took out a fountain pen. He opened the cap and started to write.

Day Four:

Info about the book and wish:

Pirate: was about a pirate, or a once pirate who wished for something. A someone from the future granted him that wish.

Wish?

Read Out loud: "For let time go back, to the time i wish the most, let me stay there for now. The love one is with me, the child i once love is still mine. Love, grant me this last wish, let me go... back to when i was once happy until the wish is completed, i will go back."

WHO'S WISH IS IT?

Arthur growled when he couldn't think of the wish... Who's wish was it? He tried to remember what the full page said. He wrote down some sentences he could remember.

-A young man of 26 went into the page...
-He met another man looking strikingly like him, yet happier and stronger. Wait a second.. Arthur paused with the writing. This book strangely wrote the same thing he was experiencing.
-He goes on a journey to find a way home.
-The other man loves another person but is scared...

He took writing again, sighing he looked at the still fighting maybe couple. Was he even remembering the riddle sounding thing correctly? What if he remembered it wrongly? Most likely he was, Arthur was only skimming the book until he saw something interesting. He bet he got the paragraph he read out loud was wrong.

Arthur needed to find that book. He knew it was made during this time because he saw the date he got it, which was only 2 months ago. The Englishman had a habit to write the days he gets a book inside the cover, and where.

Past Arthur stomped away from the Frenchman while slightly blushing. He walked to the opposite side of the ship.

Arthur put the lock on the book and put it in his small tan brown bag when he noticed the same Frenchman was walking towards him. Francis the Frenchman who was walking closer to him finally arrived to his destination.

"Bonjour~" Francis greeted the Englishman. He pulled out a rose in front of Arthur who only smashed it. "How mean."

Arthur rolled his eyes. He picked up the flat rose and plucked the petals of the flower and to the ocean. "Frog... You should give a rose to Arthur, looks like you really pissed him off.. again."

He snorted. "Oh? Why should I?" Francis took out another fucking rose from his coat. "How do I look like a frog? You and England- I mean Arthur always says that!"

The younger looking man wanted to punch the frog. "Because you remind me of a frog."

"La façon? (How)" Francis almost cried from insults. "I do not remind any one of a frog!"

The Englishman thought for a moment. He grinned evilly."You jump like one, and is annoying like when a frog ribbits all night long."

That was the last blow. Francis went to the corner and sighed maybe shed a few tears. He looked to the Englishman who turned around from him. "Well then... I would love to here your true story..."

"W-what true story?" Arthur replied.

"You can't be Arthur's younger brother..." Francis answered. "Unless.. Do you know about Personifications?"

"Personifications?" Arthur mimicked. He almost, almost stuttered. England looked at past France. "I don't know, what is it?"

"Never mind... do you have any questions?" Francis changed the subject.

"Yes I do, why did Arthur let me come with him? and why am i doing no work but this log?" Arthur asked. That was his question for days. Yes this action was done by himself, but his past self.

The Frenchman looked at Arthur sadly. "Because... you remind him of his past self... scared and confused... and he has a younger brother, well not related but he takes care of him. Arthur misses him dearly... Alfred is such an angel! But I still think Matthieu is more of an angel!"

"O-oh." He replied. Of course that was the reason! Arthur remember when he first came to his Earth... He was always confused, and scared if someone will kill him. His so called older brothers always tried to kill him or capture him. Well it was because of them that Arthur made a huge empire... to show them he isn't weak.

Well... that is another story. Arthur blinked for a moment and Francis was sitting next to him. He tried to get him off. "Another question." He quickly said to distract the frog.

"Oui?" Francis said when he got up from getting pushed by the future Arthur.

He didn't have a question. But thought of one quickly. "D-do you have any books?"

"Books?" Francis started to walk to a room. "Oui, we do. Follow me."

Arthur followed Francis to a large room. Francis had to unlock the door with multiple keys, about four. They walked in. He could smell old, and new books, and a hit of salt in the room. The room was dark until Francis turned on the gas lamps that hung on top of the room.

The light shone, letting them see all these books stacked one on top of each other, or in a shelf. Two couches was in the corner, and a desk with paper and pens was in the opposite corner. Arthur picked up a random book. The title was slightly faded but readable.

"Here is the library, not many comes in here." Francis said. He handed Arthur the copy of the keys. "I'll give you my copy, just give it back when you lock the room, okay?" The Frenchman walked out of the room and quietly closed the door.

"Okay..." Arthur quickly replied and started to search for the book he wanted. He remembered he didn't neatly organize the books back in the pirate days. Arthur wanted to punch himself for not doing it but quickly forgot about it and started to search.

He went to the bookshelves first. The first bookshelf had an interesting book, so he took it and put in on the desk. The next bookshelf had nothing, so did the next 3 bookshelves.

After a hour of looking for the simple book he went to the couch to take a break. Picking up the book, he started to read the slightly faded book. It was about a . Interesting... not really... He read this book before, but there was no other book. He read almost everything here back then.

Arthur hated this, he felt useless. Arthur Kirkland, personification of The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, one the largest empire, and one of the smartest nation was stuck. Where the fuck is the book!?

TBC... PLEASE VOTE IN MY POLL! IT IS IN MY PROFILE! IT'S VERY IMPORTANT THANKS!

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