I'm ecstatic! So many people love this story! I probably should work on Now, It's War or Requiem, but I like this too much ^_^
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"If my speculations are correct, the bastard should be asleep. Remember, we don't want to kill him. We need to bring him back to the Cult. Make sure you have the sedative." Lovino muttered, him and his brother trudging through the forest, approaching Arthur's location. "Si, I got it!" came his brother's cheery reply.
"We're close. Remain silent."
Lovino could see the tent.
"He lives in a tent?" "Shut up, bastard. I said quiet." Lovino hissed, cocking his gun.
Feliciano tugged at the zipper, until he unzipped all the way. Him and Lovino filed in, and saw a sleeping figure breathing evenly, a cat curled up next to him. Feliciano cautiously tiptoed to his side, and was about to sedate him, when Arthur woke up, startled. "You're one of them!" he screeched, shoving Feliciano back. Crumpet awoke, and jumped off Arthur, and ran out of the tent to hide. "Crumpet!" Arthur called after his cat, attempting to follow him. He was stopped by another Italian pointing his gun at him. "Don't move!" The dark haired Italian hissed. Arthur glared at him,noticing that the intruders were both Misfits. "Get the hell out." Arthur ran at the weaker if the two, who had tried to sedate him. Arthur clutched a bat and was about to swing, when Lovino's gun went off, hitting Arthur in his arm. He collapsed to the floor, managing to knock the sedative from Feliciano's hand. "Oh no!" Feli cried, trying to grab the sedate back. "Fuck." Arthur groaned, reaching over with his good arm to grab the sedative. "Get any closer and I'll use it!" he snarled at Lovino and Feliciano. "You bastard!" Lovino charged at Arthur. As soon as he was about to grab Arthur's neck, he felt a needle stab into his side.
Lovino collapsed on top of Arthur. "Take your brother and get the h-hell out!" Feliciano winced and grabbed his brother, hauling him out.
"Ouch. Damn it." the pain was barely bearable. Arthur held his bleeding arm, frantically calling for Crumpet. In a matter of minutes, his beloved cat returned. Arthur fished around, pulling out one of the few shirts he owned. "Alright C-Crumpet. I'll be back, I need to clean my wound." Arthur stood and walked out.
The cold water from the nearby river stung Arthur's arm. He winced. But at the same time, it was refreshing. Once his wound had been cleaned to the best of Arthur's ability, he used the shirt to wrap it up. He knew that he had a slight fracture. Or something of the sorts. He couldn't afford to go the hospital, so his makeshift split would have to suffice. "What a wonderful way to start my day." he grumbled, ignoring the inadvertent rhyme. Arthur then traipsed back to his abode.
"Well Crumpet. I'll fix you some breakfast, and check if there's anything for me to eat." Arthur opened a can and set it out for Crumpet, then scrounged around, pulling out a single scone. "I wonder how old this is. But it'll have to do. And I'll turn in my applications, since I'm all out of money."
When Arthur had finished the stale scone, he changed into his uniform and grabbed his bag and the applications. "I'll be back after school! See you Crumpet!" he waved, then zipped the tent. He walked through the forest, his mind on Alfred. It amazed Arrhur how a Perfect would want to talk and be friends with a Misfit like him.
When he stopped at McDonalds to drop of the application, the smell of breakfast foods almost made his mouth water. "Thanks for your application." A gruff employee had said. Arthur nodded and rushed out. Now he needed to get to school. If he was late, it wouldn't be good. He knew no one would ask what happened to his arm, but Alfred. He'd have to make up a convincing story. Blood was beginning to soak through the flimsy material. Arthur cursed, knowing he'd have to find something else for a cast later.
Arthur wouldn't admit it, but he was looking forward to lunch, to see Alfred. When the time finally rolled around, Arthur practically ran into the room. He settled down at his table, and began to read. But his reading was interrupted by the aroma of burgers hitting his nose. Arthur looked up to see Alfred, grinning at him like a mad man. "Hey Artie! What happened to your arm..?" Damn, he'd never came up with a story "U-uh.. it was an accident. I tripped and, um, landed on splintered wood a-and" "Arthur. Don't lie to me." Alfred pleaded. "J-just don't worry about it!" Alfred shot him a questioning glance, before unwrapping one of the heart attacks on a bun, and taking a big bite. "Oh, I might get a job working at McDonalds." Arthur randomly blabbered. "Oh, dude, really? That's where I work!" Arthur's heart soared. He wouldn't be completely ignored! "Really?" "Yeah broski! I'll put in a good word for ya!" "You would? Thanks, that'd be great!" this time, Arthur couldn't mask his excitement. "But Artie, you're really thin and you don't have lunch again." "Alfred, you needn't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine." Arthur lied smoothly. He was anything but fine. He lived in a tent, was hunted by a cult, and was a Misfit to top it all off. "Doest anyone notice you have an injury or that you never eat?" "Well, they notice but I'm a Misfit, so it doesn't matter to them. And sometimes my lunch in stolen." Alfred stood up abruptly from the table, burgers spilling from his tray. Arthur covered his mouth. He'd said too much. "Who does this to you?" "Alfred, just calm down. I don't really care. I'm not hungry." Alfred wasn't convinced, but he sat down.
School had ended for the day and Alfred was on his way to work. When he saw Arthur leaving the building. Letting curiosity get the best of him, Alfred quietly followed him. Alfred watched Arthur disappear into the woods again. But Alfred couldn't bring himself to follow him in. So he went back, to the McDonalds.
Everyone greeted him when he entered, and Alfres grinned, breathing in the smell of grease that he loved so much. "Hey Al!" "Hey, Dan, did you get an application earlier?" The man,Dan, nodded. "Yep. Was from a Misfit. Disgusting kid with blonde hair, green eyes, and big eyebrows." "I suggest you hire him." Alfred winked and walked back into the kitchen.
Arthur entered the tent, and collapsed on his bed. "H-Hey Crumpet. I don't know how long I can keep acting alright for. My arm really hurts." the cat meowed and jumped up beside Arthur, rubbing his hand against Arthur's good arm. "Aw, you understand right?" the cat purred in response. "Ah well. Alfred said he'd put in a good word for me, so I might get the McDonalds job. I could get free food if I worked there, right? Even though I don't really enjoy their food." Arthur sighed and grabbed a book. But he found reading to be hard when you had an injured arm. He scowled and set the book down. Now he needed something to cure his bitter boredom. But the only thing he could do, really, would be his homework. So that's what he did. Opened up his book and read all about the centre of the Earth.
How fun.
Nightfall came rather slow, is what it seemed to Arthur. He graciously changed into pyjamas, making sure to zip his tent from the inside, do that there was no zipper on the outside to open. "Alright Crumpet, tomorrow is Friday, after that it's the weekend. Maybe we can do something different on the weekend." Arthur smiled, climbing into his bed. He wished he had a nice warm duvet, but a simple blanket would have to do. Crumpet meowed and hopped up next to Arthur.
That night, Arthur had a nightmare.
He woke up panting, his blanket askew, and his hair plastered to his face from sweat. "I-it..just a dream.." Arthur told himself, trying to slow his hyperventilating. He raked his hand through his blonde hair, and checked the time. 5:46.
"Might as well get ready for school, I guess.." Arthur tossed off the blanket, And Crumpet hopped down from the bed. Arthur sluggishly changed into his uniform, and packed his bag. He stumbled out the tent, muttering a goodbye to Crumpet.
And he knew his Friday would be horrible.
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This story makes me update so fast xD don't expect this to happen often. And wow. I can't believe I got seven reviews in only TWO CHAPTERS! I'm beyond happy. For real. An all of the favourites and story alerts! I woke up and had nine new emails telling me about favourites and story alerts. You all are the absolute best!
Once again, excuse mistakes. I didn't proof read and this is un-beta'd.