Arthur clenched the condom in one hand and raised a fist towards Francis's door and knocked harshly as if it was the Frenchman himself.
They waited. They was some sluggish shuffling from the other side. Then finally the door opened a crack.
A blond head poked out from the other side. "Maddie?" A voice marked with a French accent floated out.
"What? No, you bloody frog. It us, Alfred and Arthur." He said slighty annoyed but not enough to start yelling at him. The said voice that greeted them had put him off.
"Go away, big brother doesn't want to play today." He said in a sad drawling voice.
"At least take a bloody look at us!" Arthur hissed. Francis did so. He cracked a faint mirthless smile and the pair. If this was the usual Francis, he'd start making fun of them.
As for Francis himself, he looked absolutely dreadful. Dark circles had formed under his eyes and were rimmed with red. His clothes were in a mess and hung off his frame as if he hadn't eaten for days even though two days ago he looked fine. And his skin was ghost pale but most of all, his hair which he had so prided was rat's nest with loose strands that had pulled out stuck to his head.
"Dude what happened? You been watching chick flicks all night or somethin'?" Asked Alfred. Francis turned his head over to him.
"You're sister, Madeline, where is she? Is she here? Oh Maddie!" He closed the door and loud over dramatised sobs could be heard.
Alfred pounded on the door. "Dude, stop being a pansy and open up! We just wanna give you something and ask you few questions like what did you want with my sister!?" He demanded.
Slowly the door the door opened and Alfred and Arthur let themselves in.
Francis was sitting on the floor with a blank look on his face. He looked like a dead squashed bug. All the insults in Arthur's voice died instantly. Instead, he handed him the condom. Francis took it with recognition in his eyes. Of course only the finest brands for him. He turns it around it in his hands.
"Th-this was the one I was going to use on Maddie. Nice and easy for her first time." He broke into another waves of sobs that sounded quite comical.
Alfred did not care for the poor Frenchman's tears. "What where you gonna do to Maddie? You weren't planning to fuck her, were you?" There was something threatening in his voice. Alfred was quite protective of his half-Canadian and invisible sister.
Francis glared at Alfred. "For your information, we've been dating for the past year. She was just practically begging to get laid. And we were going to do it last night if it wasn't for two! Be grateful that I am still allowing you to look upon my face."
"Look, we're terribly sorry Francis," Arthur apologized, he seemed to be doing that a lot, "But if you told us what happened last night then maybe we could help?" He offered.
Francis sighed. "Well as you know, Maddie and were going to do it to it tonight till you," he spat, "Guys had to come and scare her off. I don't even know where she is anymore! She wasn't in her house and she won't even answer her phone!"
"What!? Dude that terrible! Here let me call her now."Alfred said whipping out his phone. He dialed his sister's number. He waited a few agonizing moments were only Francis's sniffling could be heard before it directed him to voicemail.
"Shit." Alfred cursed. "Come on Maddie, answer the damn phone!" He yelled to the phone dialing the number again. This time they heard a familiar ringtone coming from the left. The followed it leading them in all different directions.
Finally they all ended up in Francis's kitchen. There was a huge walk in pantry were the sound appeared to be coming from. They went inside.
"Oh dude what if ghosts come and then they kill both of you and then posses me and then I have to go kill people!?" Alfred fretted. He was walking at the back of the group for once. Suddenly he screamed. Francis and Arthur turned to him.
"Oh, hehe...It was just a spider." He dismissed, embarrassed. He made haste to catch up with the rest.
The pantry was huge. According to Francis, who had turned to his usual self to brag, it was half a mile big. Arthur's foot suddenly bumped on something he looked down and let a yelp.
"What is it Arthur? A spider or maybe on your fairy friends?" Scoffed Alfred although he couldn't hide the worry in his voice.
"No but you might want to see this." Lying on the floor was Maddeline, beer bottles and maple syrup scattered everywhere.
"Oh, mon petite ange!" Exclaimed Francis. He picked the unconscious girl of the ground and carried her bridal style. Arthur caught sight of something on the ground and picked it up the hurriedly pocketed it. There was no way that it was Francis's.
After everything was said and done the left. Arthur showed the item, a picture, he found on the ground to Alfred. He cringed when he saw it and they headed of to Antonio's.
Mon petite ange: My little angel (If you couldn't guess)
Aaaaaand now I have a plot. And it only took four chapters, wow. Sorry if you eyes burn, this is probably my longest chapter i have yet, oh my. Ack, I feel like I'm forgetting something but I don't know what it is(don't you just hate that feeling) so if I remember it'll probably come up next Ch. or something like that, huh. Till then, See ya~!