Hello, mates. It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I still have this laptop that is my older sister's, so I'm using it to the best of my ability with no internet connection. So now, This will be the forth chapter of Age Downgrade. On an extra note, a kind reviewer told me that Scotland's fan name was Allistor, which I did know, but hadn't remembered when I was typing. So I will go back and fix it sometime soon. Alright, now we must go on to the story where it was left off! ~

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Age Downgrade

Chapter Four

A Hetalia Fanfic

By A Hot Delicious Cup Of Tea

Couple: USUK

Arthur was completely mortified. He didn't know what had happened, but one moment, he was asleep and dreaming of bunnies, and the next, was a terrifying man yelling at Alfred. And now, Alfred had left him with this man.

He was on the sofa, calmly sucking on his thumb, and looking at the man suspiciously. The person he was staring at was called Allistor, and frankly, he wasn't very happy with the situation, either.

Allistor hadn't seen his youngest brother so small and vulnerable in centuries. That was what bugged him the most, and the fact that Arthur didn't acknowledge him as his older brother at all creeped him out. Had he lost his memory permanently? He hoped not. That was surely be disastrous.

Meanwhile upstairs, Alfred was scurrying to find a proper guest room for all the new and sudden occupants in England's home. He didn't know the grounds as well as he should have, so it went ten times harder. But after a time of rushing back and forth between rooms, he finally got everything set up. It was a wonder the Britishman had so many rooms…

Couple: PruCan

By the time Matthew managed to find the large house in which Arthur lived in, Gilbert had fallen asleep in the car seat Matthew had bought on the way.

He was amazed by the size and wondered how, even though England was a country, he could possibly afford to keep it. Matthew pushed the thought to the back of his head as he parked in the circle drive, behind a peculiar car he swore he knew the owner of.

Right as he shut the car off, he heard Gilbert begin to whine in his sleep. He turned to see what the matter was, but he realized that just seeing wouldn't do any good. He opened the door to the driver's seat and got out of the car and went around to the side where the albino was, and opened the door.

"Gilbert? Are you alright? Are you even awake?" Matthew asked, lightly prodding Gilbert in the side.

The boy squirmed slightly, but continued on the saddening whine. He must be having a bad dream. Matthew thought to himself. But I can't have him doing this when I get in the house. America will get worried, as if he doesn't need to take care of Arthur too! What will I do?

He sat there next to Gilbert, gently rubbing his back, and thinking at the same time of how to wake him without making a scene out of it.

Eventually, he decided to just carry him inside, and have Alfred do something. For he had fifty kids, and surely he knew what to do! But when he looked over at Gilbert, he was fine again. What had that been about then?...

Couple: USUK

Where. Was. Alfred? Was the only thought running through Arthur's head as the time began to slowly tick and tock past. He was weak, with a stranger, and frankly, he was tired and wanted more sleep.

He only wished he remembered if he could walk or not. But he wouldn't dare try, because if he couldn't, he was sure that the yelling man would laugh at him…..Or something. He didn't want to find out. But seeing as he didn't know if he could walk, he wouldn't be able to go and find Alfred.

Suddenly, he processed another alarming thought. His flying mint bunny was nowhere to be found.

That was the last straw. He couldn't stand all the discomfort and the lack of his two comfort objects for so long. He began to cry, and he cries like a wild animal in pain.

Allistor was startled by this sudden flurry of wailing, but once it settled in, he grew annoyed, and no one had noticed. Just like when he was little. Always crying because he didn't get his way or something like that.

That was when the door opened, and two more people entered the house. Gilbert and Matthew had arrived…..

Couple: PruCan

When Gilbert and Matthew entered the house, the toddler who had just woken up had to quickly cover his ears. Because someone was crying like an unawesome banshee foretelling death. Gilbert thought from his small two year old and almost a half mind.

As they got into what looked like the living area, the crying got louder, and almost unbearable. It made Gilbert want to cry as well, no matter how unawesome it was to him. But he stood his ground and followed his Maple further into the room, right to where he saw another child, the source of all the crying.

This child was a blonde, with currently fogged up green eyes and the bushiest of eyebrows he'd ever seen. He could also tell that the child was younger than him, which was a good thing, he supposed. But right then, he wasn't all that cool, because of the noise he was making, and the fact that no one was making a move to stop it.

Right then, he heard footsteps, and man who looked a little bit older than his Maple came into the room, and darted for the child on the sofa, cooing at him and trying to calm him down with his very presence. And it did help, but it didn't completely shut him up….

Couple: USUK

"Aww, my poor poor little Arthur! Did you miss me?" Alfred was talking to Arthur in a motherly voice, placing him to his chest, trying to get him to stop crying, but to little success.

Now what could he do? He still didn't know what was wrong!

(To be Continued…)