Mkay so I think I'll go back to updating only once on Monday because I don't have any fun to write this story anymore, even if I have a lot of idea... *Sad sad*

Rising from the Ashes YOLT : It's totally fine lass :) I hope everything is going well with your moving !

~*~*~*~ The Magic In The Word 'Fate' ~*~*~*~

At that moment, Arthur didn't really know what to think or how to act. He felt angry by what happened and yet, it wasn't the time to lose his temper right away.

"You're joking ?"

The twins shook their heads. "We thought you knew how..."

"Of course I don't ! I don't spend my life on turning people into demons !" He sighed, then took a big breath. "Go to your room, you're grounded until I find a way to turn Francis back to his normal state."

"But !"

"You know why you're grounded boys, I told you many to never use magic on someone else. What would have happened if you had read the formula wrong ? It could be even worse than now. You need to learn your lesson."

On that, pouting, Matthew and Alfred made up their way to their room. Arthur turned to face the creature next to him. It was weird to call it Francis, but he was kind enough to do so.

"Follow me. Try not to break everything on the way." He said.

The Frenchman knew the other was probable annoyed by what happened, it made him feel bad. In fact, Arthur was simply worried, really worried. It was his responsibility to turn him back and if he wasn't able to, it was going to be his fault. Too much pressure.

'I'm sorry.'

It would have been fine if those words escaped the bear's mouth, but only growls were heard. Francis understood completely what he said, but not Arthur. He didn't even know the sorcerer couldn't understand him.

They walked up to Arthur's library. Happily, Francis didn't knock anything over.

"So, let's see..." Arthur mumbled strange words and in a matter of seconds, the book the twins used was in his hand. He bent his knees a little when he realized how heavy the book was. "Hmpf !". He slowly sat down opening it, searching for the formula.

It was completely silent between the two. It was almost awkward.

'What if there's no magic words to turn me back, but the effect can wear off with time..?'

"Francis, I don't talk bear. Plus, I have to hurry to turn you back, I have some news to tell you but I don't even know if you understand what I say or anything." Arthur sighed, giving a small glance at Francis.

The bear rolled his eyes. Of course he understood what the other said ! Otherwise, he wouldn't have follow him would he ? Oh, might as well play the game and do like he didn't understand the other. Maybe if he does, he could just see a perk of the other's real personality for once.

Every time he would come to visit, Arthur would be studying in there, not caring much about him. It was saddening him, but he didn't want to disturb him.

"Let's see if you can understand me for real... Shake your head."

Francis did nothing, only staring blankly at him.

"Yea, that was what I thought." Arthur sighed, and turned his face back to the book.

The cursed human snuggled close to Arthur and laid down, making a big fluffy pillow behind the sorcerer. He then just looked at the book, even if he didn't know any words written in it.

"You're suddenly cuddly when you're a demon don't you ?" He muttered, laying back down on Francis. It's not like the Frenchman was understanding anything right now, he could permit himself to do so. Plus, HE was the one searching to help him. He deserved that soft pillow.

"I should invest in a bear pet, you are warm. Or maybe keep you that way." Arthur smirked to himself, not noticing the demon rolling his eyes.

It was back to complete silence afterward. Well, only for a while.

"It's weird, I usually hear the twins and you laugh down the hall whenever you come to visit. When your not there, Matthew and Alfred enjoy to come see me. Not that you can't talk and that the twins are grounded... It just feel lonely." He nervously laughed. "How pathetic of me, I miss your laugh.

He looked up from his book a second, looking up at the roof.

"That doesn't mean I forgive you for the other day though, I know that someone can't change. I am well placed to know that. Yet, I wish I was able to. You're a good person, but I always see what I shouldn't see. Even if I scanned your identity so many times... I..." He closed his eyes. "Forget what I've said. Not that you understood anyway." He opened them back and looked down once again at his book.

Francis looked at him sadly. Now at least, he knew Arthur wasn't just an emotionless jerk. The sorcerer already proved it before with his past outburst, but still. That last time, he almost felt like Arthur was... Over dramatic ? Like, even with such a hate from Francis, he would just have snap at him normally. Yet...

But what caused him to be over dramatic ? He wasn't quite getting it just yet. He knew the other had a reason to act that way but...

The next time he looked back at Arthur, the sorcerer was asleep. Poor boy, he was overworking himself and it wasn't good at all for his health. So Francis stayed silent and still. When the twins came out of their room to see how it was all going, the noticed the scene and gently giggled.

If only the bear and Arthur knew how much the two of them were shipping it.

They got to Arthur's room and bring them back all the blankets and pillows of his bed, making a comfortable 'nest'. It was a miracle that the sorcerer was still asleep, he was really out of any vital forces. Alfred and Matthew snuggled close to their big brother, lying their head on Francis and brung up the blankets.

Just like that, the whole gang slowly fell asleep, joining Arthur in the dreams kingdom.