Chapter Two

A/N: So I'm glad you guys are enjoying this so far! :D So I'm gonna put this next chapter right here~ Have fun~

Oh and lest you forget, 'I'm not crazy, my reality is just different than yours.' :)

elizabeta H. Austria- :D I know, this story is beyond the ability to make a sentence! (Just messing with you~ :P)

HalyconHermit- I'm glad I've caught your attention :3 and I do too~

BrittGrigg- Yes! Victory is mine~ Thank you darling~

Hunteraka girl- Yes~ I have a lot of ideas for where this story will go, I hope you enjoy the rest of this series~

The smoke thickened as the two men made their way through the thick undergrowth, muttering curses and the like to themselves as they stumbled upon thick roots. Arthur panted as he followed the self proclaimed Prussian, stepping over yet another knarled root. He pushed away a branch, "Gilbert, just how far away is this guy?"

Gilbert snickered as he pushed through another bush, "He's close now." he held aside the branches for the Brit, smirking mischeviously.

Arthur sighed, "Finally this is killing m-" a branch smacked Arthur upside the head, "You twat!"

he shouted, getting to his feet and chasing after the cackling albino. Eventually Gilbert tripped, causing the angered Brit to fall on top the other and the two roll down a hill and into a pond. Bubbles rose to the surface before they both sprung up, gasping for air, "You idiot now I'm all wet!"

Gilbert splashed the Brit, "It's not my fault, your fat ass decided it was time we took a swim!"

Arthur scowled and splashed the other, "It was payback for hitting me in the face with a bloody tree!"

Gilbert rolled his eyes, "Nicht übertreiben drama queen!"

Arthur growled, "I ought to-"

"Enough both of you, you're so childish!" a voice scolded, gaining Arthur's attention. There stood a man clad in navy blue and purple, and dark brown hair resting atop his head, with an odd curl practically defying gravity.

Gilbert smirked, "Yo Roddie! Long time no see!" he pulled himself out of the pond, dripping wet. He shook his body and miraculously was completely dry and comfortable, Arthur cursed the Prussian and stepped out of the pond, shivering violently.

Roderich rubbed his temples, "Not long enough." he adjusted his glasses and looked over to Arthur, watching as he tried to wring his clothes free of excess water, "So this is Arthur hm?"

Arthur looked up from his dress shirt, "How do you-"

"Know who you are? Why the king has posted your face everywhere, even consulting in me upon your wherabouts." Roderich stated, focusing on Gilbert, "Dry him will you? I don't want him to dirty my library."

Gilbert rolled his eyes but did as the Austrian asked of him, Arthur crossed his arms, "So supposedly you know everything?" Roderich nodded, "I find that hard to believe."

Roderich combed back his hair, "Arthur Kirkland, age seventeen, has enountered myself, Cheshire Cat, and the White Rabbit as of late. Has also seem the Jabberjaw, and had a close run in with the Red king's General, Ivan. Need I go on?"

Arthur shook his head, allowing Gilbert to pipe in, "Roddie, dude we need to know where to go!"

Roderich sighed, "I know you simpleton, unfortunately for you, I am not so clear on where he ought to be."

Gilbert threw his hands up in the air, "Verdammt noch mal, wir werden auf jeden Fall in diesem blutigen roten König jetzt zu verlieren!"

Roderich rolled his eyes, "Calm down, I think I know someone who might assist you in your, let us say quest." Roderich walked over to a sea of book shelves, each holding maybe three thousand scrolls, Arthur estimated. Roderich ran his fingers over the paper, muttering to himself as he did so. He pulled out a scroll and dusted off the paper, unrolling it carefully. He laid the scroll down onto a table as Arthur and Gilbert looked over the scroll, "Now there isn't much here as of today. But we do have a few fragments of the future."

Arthur looked over the detailed drawings, seeing him, Ludwig, and Gilbert. Another drawing depicted the present moment, and another picture os a top hat and tea kettle. Everything else was covered by tendrils of smoke, "What does the last one mean?"

Roderich tapped the top hat, "You're meant to meet the mad hatter, you seem to have a tea party planned in ten minutes."

Gilbert smirked, "Oh you're going to love tea with my darling Birdie!~"

Arthur raised an eyebrow at the nickname, 'Birdie?'

Roderich shook his head as he rolled up the scroll, setting it under his desk, looking over to Gilbert, "Why don't you check the scroll for me Gilbert? I hope we see some improvement on the matter."

Gilbert nodded, saluting to the sharply dressed Austrian, "Yes sir!" he was gone with a pop, leaving the two men alone.

"Arthur I do hope your arrival will spark something." Roderich said with a sigh.

"I'm sorry what? Are you guys in trouble?" Arthur asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Roderich smiled bitterly, "Yes." he took a scroll from his pocket, uncurling it before the two of them, elegant littered it's page as well, except for one spot. He pointed to the second to last picture, there stood Gilbert, Ludwig, Arthur, and Roderich, along with some other people, in chains, "This is what will happen, no way around that. At some point we will all be captured by the Red King. Whether or not we'll survive is still a mystery."

Arthur looked up into sincere violet eyes, "B-But how could I help? I'm just a random person! I don't even know how I got here in the first place!"

Roderich sighed, "I know it's very sudden for you Arthur, but you have to trust me on this one." after a few moments Arthur nodded. Roderich sighed in relief, a worn smile on his lips, "Thank you."

"Roderich!" yelled the Prussian, tumbling through the rows and columns of the maze, "Roderich!"

Roderich turned with a huff, "What is it? And stop running, you'll bring down the whole library."

Gilbert gasped for breath, "Cat and... flowers... painting... back..." he wheezed out, clutching the front of his shirt.

Roderich facepalmed, "Good lord, say a competent sentence you imbicile."

"He's back!" Gilbert shouted, resuming to panting again.

Roderich looked shocked before his expression turned serious, "Are you sure Gilbert?" Gilbert nodded, "What did you see?"

Gilbert took a deep breath, "T-There was this lion, and he was just strutting around then he found a bush of iris's. And he took a couple in his mouth and laid them on a white and blue striped craddle."

Roderich nodded, "This is interesting." he checked the time, "I'll let you know if any other things arise, I do believe it's time that you and Arthur here go and have some tea."

Gilbert nodded, "Alright, should I tell him?"

Roderich thought for a moment before shaking his head, "We need him as sane as he can be, we want to be sure we aren't misreading this Gilbert."

Gilbert nodded again before grabbing Arthur's arm, "Well see ya later specks!"

Arthur stumbled as he found himself in a diserted area, dead trees and brown grass covering the landscape. A few white rose bushes dotting the area, a large dinning table laid in the center. A top it were various tea kettles and cups, pastries and treats of all kinds, sugar cubes and creamers. Large white torn up chairs sat at the sides, a couple turned over.

Gilbert looked around hurriedly, "Birdie?" no answer rang back, making the Prussian panic, "Where are you?"

Arthur looked to the tipped over tea cup, tea spilling out onto the ground, "They weren't gone for too long."

But this didn't help the other one bit, he started pushing over chairs, looking under the table cloth and in the trees, even behind bushes, "Birdie?!"

Arthur looked around in the bushes, going after the Prussians path of destruction, finsing a purple top hat with a white ribbon tied around the base and a bow in the back. A dried Maple leaf was glued onto the surface, gingerly he picked it up, looking it over.

"Oh you found my hat."

A/N: So how do you like it?~ :D Dont forget to review~

Translations-

German-

Verdammt noch mal, wir werden auf jeden Fall in diesem blutigen roten König jetzt zu verlieren- Damn it, we will definitely lose to this bloody red king now

Nicht übertreiben drama queen- Don't be overdramatic drama queen