I had received a lot of strange gifts in my time with Grams, but this topped them all. Continuing, I read the manual all the way though. I had to wake it up? What like a person? Grumbling to myself, I grabbed my phone on my way down stairs and hooked it up to the stereo in the living room. Going to YouTube, I looked up Saving Grace, but it wouldn't load.
"4G internet my cupcake," I mumbled to myself. I quickly went to my songs, and turned on The Star-Spangled Banner. Almost immediately, just as the manual said, I heard someone with a British accent yelling at me.
"Turn that racket down Alfred!" as soon as he shouted that he burst from the box. My eyes widened as I saw a infuriated Brit. He had sandy blonde hair and the thickest eyebrows I had ever seen. His eyes though were a beautiful green. After raging a bit, he turned to face me. As soon as he saw me, he blush.
"Oh my, I am very sorry love for my behavior," he reached his hand out for me to shake, "Nice to meet you, I am Arthur Kirkland. You can call me Britain or England if you want. Whats your name love?"
I smiled a small smile, taking his hand and firmly shaking it, "Nice to meet you too Arthur, I am Zoe and welcome to my humble abode!" I shouted jokingly. My house was huge. It had at least 20 rooms. There were secret passageways everywhere. There was even a huge library! It was more a mansion than a house, "Let me show you to your room," I said, gesturing for him to follow me. After grabbing the things that came with him he did.
"So, where exactly are we Miss Zoe?" he questioned.
"No need for formalities, just call me Zoe. Anyway, we are on the American Canadian border!" I said happily.
"Oh so you are an American?" he asked, looking a bit irritated.
"Well, I am part American! I am also English, French, German, Italian, Russian, and pretty much every other nationality in europe!" I said happily, "I am even a little Prussian if you can believe it!"
"I see, can you speak any languages other than English?" he asked, relaxing a bit more.
"Yeah, I have a very good language center of the brain the doctor told me! I can speak all the main languages! Cool huh?" I said.
"Yes very amazing," he said nodding.
"Ok so this will be your room," I said gesturing to the door to the right of mine, "I am right next door so if you need anything, feel free to ask," I said.
"Thank you very much love," he said, admiring his room.
"I will be in the living room if you need me," I said, waving and shutting the door behind me. I headed downstairs and cleaned up the mess the box had made. After tidying up a little I snuggled on the couch, watching Doctor Who.
"Zoe I am done do you want me to mak- is that Doctor Who? You like Doctor Who?" he asked.
"Yep, the 10th and 11th doctors are my favorites, but I am still getting used to the new one," I said, looking over my shoulder at him. Seeing that he was still wearing his military uniform, I frowned, "Is that the only outfit you own?" I asked.
"Ah yes it seems so," he said looking down at himself.
Pausing Doctor Who, I grabbed his hand and dragged him up the stairs, "Here, I should have some extra clothes up here," I said as I lead him to the storage room. Going through the clothing, I grabbed some mens sweatpants and a t shirt, "Here, change into this," I said, shoving it into his hand and heading downstairs.
After a few minutes, I turned to see Arthur in the clothes that I gave him, "Oh good, now what do you want for dinner?" I said standing up from my large cozy couch.
"I could make it if you want love," he said.
Thinking back on it, I remember the manual saying something about him being a bad cook. "Sure, I'll help you though, can't be entirely useless," I said, with just a second of thought.
"Are you sure love?" he asked.
"Yeah, what do you want to make?" I asked.
"How about some scones and tea?" he asked.
"Sure, I know a great blueberry scone recipe," I said quickly, dragging him to the kitchen.
"Ok, how do we make them?" he asked.
"How 'bought you start on the tea while I get the ingredients out of the cupboards, then we can make them together!" I smiled.
"Sure love," he said, smiling back.
After doing this, I lead him though how to make the scones, and after just 30 minutes, beautiful looking scones and delicious tea were served in the dining room.
England watched apprehensively as I took a bite of scone. Eyes widening, I looked at him then back at the scone.
"H-how is it love?" he asked.
"Its… delicious! I have never tasted such good scones! Dig in England!" I shouted, taking yet another large bite of scone, and then drinking a sip of the Mint tea he had made.
He laughed slightly and we both ate. It was a rather quiet dinner, with the only sounds coming from the scraping of forks on plates and the sips of tea. After dinner I lead him to the living room to watch Doctor Who. It had been such a rush of a day, I didn't even realise that I fell asleep next to the smiling Englishman.
