Sunday

The first day had been a decent victory for Luxembourg. She had gotten Britain and Sealand to spend time together and had no arguments erupt. Before she left the two brothers the night before, Sealand had fallen asleep and had been carried to his room by Britain. She made sure to comment to him how caring he was towards the young boy before she left.

'He really does care for him,' Luxembourg rethought to herself, smiling as she made her way up the walkway. As she raised her hand to knock on the door, it was flung open.

"Hello, Miss Victorica," greeted Sealand. "Good morning, Peter. Are you ready for today?" she asked. "Of course I am!" Sealand paused and seemed to remember something, "Oh, right. Please come in, Arthur isn't ready yet." As Sealand let her pass through the doorway, Luxembourg looked up the stairs with confusion set in her face. "Arthur's not ready yet? But it's past nine."

The boy scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, actually I turned off his alarm. He just got up a few minutes ago. He went to bed late, when I got up to get some water around midnight he was still up."

"Was he now?" Luxembourg wondered what her friend could have been doing up at that hour. "Have you had anything to eat yet?" she asked the boy. "Not yet," he answered her. She turned to the kitchen. "Well, while we wait for your brother, how about I make you something to eat?" Excited at the fact that he would get to eat food not made by Britain during the weekend, Sealand responded positively. "Yes please!" Luxembourg laughed as she walked to the kitchen.

About an hour later, Britain closed the front door behind him. "Did you eat enough, Arthur?" asked Luxembourg. "Oh, yes, thank you for making breakfast," he thanked, "Today is the maid's day-off, so I usually make breakfast." His gaze started to shift to the energetic blond boy ahead of them on the front walk. "No trouble at all," added Luxembourg.

"So what are we doing today?" asked Sealand as he looked up at Luxembourg expectantly, causing the woman to laugh. "Well, actually, your brother has a place in mind." When Sealand had gone upstairs for a minute to grab a jacket, Britain told Luxembourg his idea, and mumbled that it was the reason why he had gone to bed so late. The woman was nothing less than ecstatic at how involved he was getting.

Britain didn't know what to expect Sealand's reaction to be, and was slightly unprepared for what he got. "Where are we going today, Arthur?" the boy beamed. Sealand had promised himself to at least give everything a chance this weekend.

"O-oh, well, actually I thought we could go to the boardwalk today. It's supposed to be beautiful today, so a walk along the water would be perfect," Britain explained. Sealand was surprised. The boy didn't expect his older brother to come up with something so… fun. His smile broadened and his eyes sparkled. "Let's go already! Come on, come on, come on!" The boy grabbed Luxembourg's wrist and darted towards the car, nearly knocking the laughing petite woman down.

"Peter, be careful!" Fully recomposed, Britain went after his friend and younger brother.

Sealand couldn't pull his eyes away from the water. It shimmered and sparkled under the late-morning sun; the waves going from gentle, lazy rolls to harsh, sudden crashes on the water. The boy was standing on the lowest rung of the boardwalk railing waiting for his brother and Luxembourg to return with their drinks. They had only been there about half an hour, but there was something about the salty sea air that got a person thirsty. He heard footsteps coming his way, one pair softer than the other.

"Be careful, Peter." Sealand turned around and saw Luxembourg with Britain right behind her. "We wouldn't want you to fall into the water."

"But it would be fun to take a swim," reasoned the boy, hopping off the railing. Britain handed him a lemonade. "When the sun isn't so strong later you can go in the water for a while, but right now it's best to stay out of the sun." He heard a huge slurp come from the young boy. "Peter!"

"What?" Sealand looked up. Britain had an annoyed look on his face. "Didn't I teach you any manners?" The boy opened his mouth, but closed it again. He glanced away from his older brother as he said, "Sorry." Britain was taken aback; Sealand had never apologized when it had been a good opportunity to defend himself. The two were sucked into an awkward silence, not sure how to continue in this new situation. Luxembourg was well aware of what had just happened.

"For the time being, why don't we go on the Ferris wheel?" she suggested as she spotted the attraction near the front of the pier a little ways off. The two nodded their heads in agreement. Luxembourg did not like where this was going. They were trying too hard, and it made them unnatural. She had to think of something to change that. An idea came to her as they approached the Ferris wheel and she heard the splash of the waves hitting the posts of the pier.

As the trio waited to get on, Luxembourg turned to Britain. "Arthur, doesn't the sound of the water remind you of the days when you used to sail?" Sealand looked up to the island nation, his curiosity peaked. "You sailed?" he asked. A thoughtful expression washed over Britain's face. He spent a moment reminiscing about living out at sea, falling asleep to the movements of the ocean, and breathing the salty sea air every day. "Arthur?" repeated Sealand. "Yeah, I did," answered the Brit with a soft smile on his lips.

As they waited in line, Sealand asked his older brother so many questions about his sailing days, and Britain gladly answering them. Luxembourg kept to herself during this time so she wouldn't interrupt, but as she saw the two brothers talking and smiling she was more than glad too. Soon enough the trio were on the Ferris wheel and were making their way to the top. "Is this how high the lookout would be?" asked a gleeful Sealand. Britain had had a smile on his face since Sealand had started asking him questions. "Actually it's called a crow's nest, and it's about the right height."

As they passed by the top, both brothers were looking out towards the sea and looking the happiest Luxembourg had seen them together the few days she had known Sealand. She had never thought she could get them to such a good spot in their relationship this quickly.

Perhaps Luxembourg had spoken too soon.

One second Britain and Sealand were getting along perfectly as they ate lunch, she steps away for a minute, and when she got back they're at each other's throats. Luxembourg didn't even know what they were arguing about.

"What are you saying!? There's nothing—!"

"You don't know what you're talking about you jerk!"

A lot of people were staring at the two brothers argue; some concerned, some curious. Luxembourg rushed over to them. "What's going on!?" she asked as she stepped between them. They stopped for a second and started talking at the same time trying to explain to her. The petite blond couldn't understand most of it and all she could get from their explanations were 'delicious scones' and 'instant death'.

"Slow down," pleaded Luxembourg. "I'm not understanding what either of you are saying." The two didn't seem to hear her and continued explaining at the same time which resulted in them yelling at each other again. Sealand was the first to get fed up with the argument and stormed off.

"Don't you walk away from me!" Britain called after him as he followed. Luxembourg went after them, exasperated at not knowing how to get them to stop. "Arthur, wait." The woman caught up to him and grabbed his arm. "What happened? When I left everything was fine." The Brit turned, still in a bit of a fury. "We were eating, and I wanted some scones and tea. Peter said that I wouldn't like them because they wouldn't be rock hard and burnt like the ones I make. I said that he didn't know what he was talking about, and we started throwing retorts at each other."

Luxembourg started to understand Britain and Sealand's relationship a bit more. "Arthur, I'm sure he was playing around, he's your younger brother. Messing with each other is something that's pretty much inevitable with siblings. We have to go find him." Luxembourg started pulling him in the direction the young boy had run off to.

"But—"

"Arthur, we're looking for him."

The island nation resigned and followed the petite nation.

A small distance from the pier, Sealand sat on some large rocks that the crystal waves would brush up against. The boy had run off after having had met his limit with arguing with his older brother. He just wanted some time to himself.

"Peter, where are you!?"

The boy's ears perked up at hearing Luxembourg call his name.

"Peter!"

Sealand frowned at hearing his brother's voice as well. He didn't respond to their calls.

"Peter, there you are!" The boy looked over his shoulder at hearing Luxembourg so close by. She was still a bit of a distance away, finding it hard to walk over the rocks to him while wearing a dress and sandals. Britain was also having a bit of a hard time crossing over the rocks. As soon as he reached her, the two had a quick discussion before Luxembourg sharply glared at him and Britain started the trek over to Sealand. The boy quickly turned back towards the sea.

Britain struggled for a second before he was able to sit down. "Peter," he started. Sealand didn't answer. "Peter, I'm sorry for yelling at you before. You were just doing what brothers do to each other, and I took it too seriously." Sealand slowly turned to his brother. "Are you really sorry, or are you just saying that?" he asked.

"W-well, I…" Britain turned his gaze away from his brother, embarrassed. "I truly am sorry, for everything. I take things too far sometimes. I realize I'm not the best big brother, I've never had the best role models, but that shouldn't be an excuse." A small hand on his shoulder made him look back at Sealand. "But, Arthur, you are a good brother. You let me live with you, and even hired a maid when I said I didn't like your cooking. You even planned today's trip. Yeah, you don't spend a lot of time with me, but… I should realize that you're busy a lot."

Britain's eyes widened. 'I'm not a bad brother?' He smiled and ruffled Sealand's hair. "Thank you, Peter. You don't realize how much I needed to hear that." The boy returned the smile. "Now come on, we've only just started today's outing," Britain said as he started to get up. Sealand reached out his hand to try and stop him, "Wait, Arthur, these rocks—!"

The boy had been a second too late. The island country found out for himself how slippery the rocks were, and fell into the water. Sealand looked over the side, frantic to see if Britain was alright. "Peter, what happened!?" Luxembourg tried her best to cross the rocks as quickly as she could and stood behind Sealand. "Arthur slipped on the rocks and fell into the water," the boy quickly explained, never taking his eyes off of where he had seen his older brother fall.

Not two seconds after explaining, Britain popped out from under the water. "Arthur!" the two cried out. Britain spit out the sea water that had gotten into his mouth, and looked up at the two. "Well, you did say you wanted t swim, didn't you, Peter?" Sealand started to laugh, and suddenly jumped in the water beginning to splash his brother.

Luxembourg smiled as she watched the two play. 'All they needed was a little push.'