EDIT - June 15, 2011 - Part 3 is now finished!
Note Because most of Electronics with Alfred and Arthur is in a script-type format, I can't post it here on fanfiction(dot)net. You can find the whole parts at:
http:/ /kishirokitsune(dot)deviantart(dot)com/ art/ Electronics-with-Al-and-Artie-211478051
or
http:/ /quizilla(dot)teennick(dot)com/stories /18942904/ electronics-with-alfred-and-arthur-1
(If ff(dot)net messes up the addresses, the links are also on my profile.)
Electronics with Alfred and Arthur
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Part 1
12/19/2010 - 12:34 pm
Hey Arthur,
Seriously dude, if I did something wrong you gotta tell me. I don't get why you're mad at me.
E-mails suck. But since you won't talk to me on IM or FB this is the only other way to tell ya what's going on. Mattie suggested it, btw.
Okay, so you were right about the whole snow monster thing. It was just Mattie's crazy as fuck best friend who looks like one. It's freaky! He's got white hair and red eyes and this really weird laugh. He barged in and demanded pancakes and Mattie just turned around and went to the kitchen to make them! What's up with that?
Mattie and mom are scarily alike. It's not normal for people to be so quiet! Except for Kiku. But he's a ninja, so he doesn't count.
Crazy snow up here! And Mattie keeps his room super cold! It sucks! I've got a heating blanket and I'm still freezing!
Okay, out of stuff to say.
Please write back, Artie.
~Alfred
12/19/2010 - 3:54 pm
Dear Alfred,
First of all, I'm not angry with you, I'm annoyed. There is a difference. Second, stop using those idiotic, pre-teen abbreviations. You're above them.
I'm sure there's a reason why Matthew is friends with this person. Don't do anything moronic like try to chase him away. You most likely won't succeed, unless your goal is to annoy Matthew.
It's perfectly normal for people to be quiet, polite, and courteous of others. Also, Kiku is not a ninja just because he comes from Japan, so stop telling everyone he is.
Perhaps if you'd wear more than a t-shirt and your boxers, you wouldn't be so cold.
Sincerely,
Arthur
Part 2
Phone Call
It wasn't long into the day of the 27th of December, some time after Matthew ran off to spend the day with Gilbert, that Alfred gave in and called Arthur.
He paced back and forth in Matthew's room, listening to the phone ringing in his ear. It droned on and on before clicking over to voicemail. Alfred scowled and ended the call before dialing his friend right back.
A few rings later, an annoyed Arthur finally picked up.
"What?"
"Arthur!" Alfred shouted happily. "You picked up! What took you so long, man?"
"I was taking a nap, you git. I've been up since three this morning, which, by the way, is when my brothers came parading back from their bar hopping."
Alfred laughed and flopped down on his brother's bed, enjoying hearing Arthur's voice for the first time in over a week. Sure the Briton sounded tired and grumpy, but that was better than sitting in silence. "Sounds like fun. Better than what's happening around here. Mattie ran off yesterday and made me make cookies with Gilbert! Could you imagine?"
Arthur sighed. "Yes, I saw your post. I don't see what the big deal is since you were just working together for a few hours. It's not like you were forced to spend the entire day together."
"That's not the point," Alfred said, rolling over onto his back to stare at the ceiling. "The point is that Mattie keeps deserting me, which is totally not cool, y'know? I wouldn't do that to him!"
"But you do. All the time," Arthur reminded him. "Especially when he's trying to make you clean. Besides, from what I've heard, you haven't exactly had the best luck in getting along with Matthew's friends. It seems to me that every time you've tagged along with him the two of you end up fussing with one another. Perhaps it's best that he leaves you home a few times."
"But now I'm bored," Alfred whined. "What am I supposed to do around here? I don't want to go outside. I'm too afraid I'll fall in the snow and be lost until summer. That would suck!" He could imagine Arthur rolling his eyes, which brought a grin back to his face. "I'm tired of playing hockey anyway. Mattie's scary violent when he puts on skates."
"Then don't complain about Matthew not asking you along," Arthur said. "Now if all you want to do is complain to me, I believe I will turn off my phone and go back to my nap before my brothers wake up."
Alfred jolted up. "No! Wait!"
There was a moment of silence and he feared his friend had hung up on him. Then there was another heavy sigh.
"What is it, Alfred?"
"I just wanna talk to someone," Alfred said, laying back down. "It's all quiet and stuff around here. I don't like being by myself."
"Very well. What do you want to talk about?"
"Hmm…" Alfred thought for a moment. "How about we talk about what we'll do once I get back? By then we'll have been apart for a whole three weeks! We'll have to go out and have some fun. You, me, and Kiku. Unless Kiku's busy, then it'll just be the two of us. What do you want to do?"
"I don't really know. I suppose we could go to a museum or something like that. Perhaps a movie, so long as you don't throw popcorn at people again."
Alfred laughed. "Aww, but that's the best part!"
"We got thrown out last time."
"And that's when you know you've done a good job," Alfred said. "But if you'd like, I can resist the impulse to throw popcorn at people next time."
Arthur was silent again. "You're going to throw candy at them instead, aren't you?"
"Yup!"
"Git."
There was a tone of warmth to the Briton's voice that had Alfred's heart fluttering pleasantly. "But seriously, dude. What are we going to do? Cuz I can't think of anything. I think Canada is draining me of my awesome ideas!"
"Why don't we wait and think about it. We still have another week and a half until you return and we should include Kiku in this conversation as well. In the mean time, you need to find something to do before you drive me and everyone around you bonkers."
"Good plan," Alfred agreed. "I knew I could count on you! So, whaddya suggest?"
"Find something that will get you out of that house. There must be one of Matthew's friends or acquaintances who wouldn't mind spending time with you."
"Well, there's that Elizaveta chick…"
"Good. Ask her."
"But she's, like, best friends with Gilfreak! There's no way she'd wanna hang with me instead of him and Mattie."
"Do you know that for sure?"
"Well… no."
"Then ask her to hang out. You're good at getting people to spend time with you, even when they really don't want to. There's just something…" A yawn cut into his sentence. "Something about you that makes people like you. Charisma. Oh blast, listen to me ramble."
"Nah, it's cool," Alfred said. "I like hearing you talk."
He instantly blanched. Really, of all the things he could have said, the words that came out of his mouth were "I like hearing you talk"? Clearly there was some disconnection between his brain and mouth.
Arthur cleared his throat rather awkwardly. "Y-yes, well. Thank you, I suppose."
Alfred mind raced for a way to fix things. Before he could find the proper words, Arthur stammered out something about leaving the kettle on the stove and hanged up. 'Fuck…' He thought, staring at the blinking numbers on his cell phone.
"Fuck."
Part 3
Phone call - December 30, 2010 - 9:20 pm
Alfred bounced around the room, laughing giddily as he waited for Arthur to pick up the phone. For once he wasn't bothered by the ringing, he was far too happy about the way the prank war had gone.
"Arthur!" He yelled into the phone. "Pick up the phoooooone!"
There was a final ring before Arthur picked up. "What is it Alfred? Done playing games with your brother?"
Alfred blinked in surprise. "Huh? Yeah. Ludwig wanted to stop us before we got carried away or something like that. And then he announced that me and Lizzy won! Isn't that great?"
"Fantastic," Arthur replied tersely.
Alfred was silent for a moment, waiting for Arthur to say something more. When he didn't, his smile faded and he sat down on Matthew's bed. "Arthur, is something wrong? You're not talking or yelling at me or anything."
"I'd be better if I hadn't spent three hours with a drunk and moping Francis. I may have misjudged how much he likes Matthew."
"What's that mean?" Alfred asked, narrowing his eyes. "What's he want with my brother?"
There was a heavy sigh from Arthur's end of the line. "It's nothing. I'm just annoyed that I had to deal with him for so long. Congratulations on your victory."
"You don't sound alright," Alfred remarked. He decided to try lightening the mood a little. "You going through Alfred-withdrawals already?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Is there something you wanted or can I go?"
"I just wanted to talk to you," Alfred said carefully, remembering what happened the last time they talked on the phone. "We haven't talked at all the past few days. I'm sorry I've been so busy. I kind of figured you'd like a day or two or peace and anyway, you've got Kiku to talk to when you get lonely. Mattie's so pissed at me he's not speaking to me anymore. I guess me and Elizaveta took that facebook thing a little too far."
"Yes, I imagine you did." Arthur paused a moment and then began speaking again before Alfred could. "So what are you going to do now?"
"Dunno. Make up with Mattie first. Maybe I'll watch those movies you got for me, since him and Gilbert keep running off without me. Spend a little time with mom when she gets off work. Stuff like that."
"That doesn't sound like you. Whenever I say that I'm going to do things like that, you complain that it's too boring. What are you really planning?"
Alfred grinned. "Well when you put it like that… I guess I'll have to find something amazing to do! I bet Mattie has a video game system around here somewhere. I could spend a whole day doing that. Then another day with the movies, eating lots and lots of junk food! Then I could go on a quest to find the greatest hamburgers around here!"
And so Alfred continued, with Arthur interjecting his thoughts every now and then.
End