Well here's chapter 2 of this story, and it appears I wont finish on time but, oh well lol please enjoy!
'ring….ring' no answer. This had been Arthur's third time calling Alfred today, excluding when he called Mathew asking him to go see if Alfred was even home.
"Stupid git" He was growing impatient. He's about to land in D.C in the next half hour and his escort is currently MIA.
"What in the world is that boy doing?" placing his cell phone in his lap.
"It's okay, mon amour… what a better time to go missing.." Francis says as he flashes his smile to the British man
"What in blazes are you going on about you frog?" Arthur was getting uncomfortable
"I'm talking about taking a little détour de l'amour." Francis gets closer to the now disgusted Arthur
Arthur picks up his cell phone and dials Alfred once more. He was not about to take a freakin detour with a man who will most likely molest him.
"Just leave that block head and let's go back" The Italian man was getting frustrated with the bag of peanuts in his hands.
"But Romano, I don't think it's nice to just leave after he invited us all to spend his own holiday…. Though I hope he's serving pasta" The other Italian brother starts fantasizing the type of pasta the American would be serving..
Mathew is at the doorstep of the house but the inside indicates that no one's been inside for quite a while but he knocks anyway.
"Brother?" he get's no response
There's some scuffling going on in the back yard as Mathew starts moving on back and spots Tony picking out tomatoes and Carrots but stops when he hears Mathew approaching.
"Um, hi Tony…. Do you know where my brother is?" unsure on how the alien would communicate with him
Tony just stares for a while longer, when suddenly he turns his head towards the forest and points, a gunshot was fired. Mathew understood perfectly, he reaches into his pocket and dials Arthur.
"Hello?" he get's static, then a 'Get a away from me!' he now knows who's sitting next to Arthur
"Yes? Did you find him?" Arthur looks out the window keeping his hand on the French's face to avoid close contact to his own.
"Yes, I'll come pick you guys up from the airport" Mathew waves to Tony (who waved back) and headed out to his car.
"And why can't that idiot of a brother do it?" Finally Francis stopped, but now he was being nosy
"…he's hunting for a turkey" Mathew says bluntly
"…WHAT!"
Alfred checks his time 2:15p.m. He doesn't know why he's checking his time, and just stares at it for a while, remembering what exactly he had to do today…
"Whatever" and continued his hunt.
Alfred had gone a few rounds with the turkey since their encounter, and boy was that turkey fast! And now it's gone missing...
"Damn that bird…" Alfred crouches down behind a tree trying to conceal himself as much as possible, and reloads his shotgun. 'hehe, he won't see it coming…'
As Alfred looks to his side there's a slight tugging at his shirt, Alfred ignores the first two tugs but then turn to come face to face with the once causing it.
"GOBBLE!"
"AAAAHHHH!"
though I did this in a slight hurry please review and let me know if there is something I should improve on, I always welcome advice!
"mon amour"- my love (French)
"détour de l'amour"- detour of love (French)