"Come on, Alfred. We have to get goin'." Arthur yelled.

"I'm comin', I'm comin'!" Alfred yelled back. As of now, the ship had been docked at the large island on Arthur's map for repairs. While the ship was being repaired the crew were 'given' a place to stay and rest up. Of course, they were allowed to travel around, but only to the edge of town, just in case. Arthur had informed Alfred to go grab a box from the bottom of the ship. They needed to bring it ashore and into the place they were going to be staying in.

Quickly, Alfred ran back up the wooden stairs with a large box in his hands. Now, something that wasn't mentioned before; Alfred isn't your normal child. Yes, he is a child in the way he acted and the things he liked, but what stood him apart from other children, was his insane strength. He could, at times, carry twice the amount that Arthur could. So, his main help around the ship was with heavy things, as he could easily lift them.

"Thank you, Alfred." Arthur picked up the box and the two walked down the ramp, off the ship. They walked down the wooden port only to turn and make their way other to the hut. Inside, everyone had a place to sleep and that was about it. What confused Alfred, was why everyone was changing their clothing. The clothing was a lot nicer and neater than what they wore on the ship.

"Arthur…?" Alfred turned to face Arthur.

"Hm?" Arthur placed the box down and opened it up, pulling out good-looking clothes just like the rest of the crew.

"W-What is everyone doin'?"

"Changing, of course. We have to blend in and try not to stick out too much." Arthur removed his pirate clothing, folding it and placing it in the box. He pulled out a nice outfit, slipping it on. The outfit was a nice black tailcoat suit with flipped down part at the top and golden lacing. The suit reached down to the back of his knees while the pants were a black, but where just a bit darker. He also lightly combed out his hair to make look a bit less of a mess. "Come on, lass. Undress so we can get you into a suit." Arthur looked back at Alfred only to see what looked like a hint of fear. Never, not even at his own home, had Alfred ever heard Arthur speak like that. He was.. a gentleman. "Well? What's wrong?"

"W-Why are you speakin' l-like that…?" Alfred swallowed his spit. Arthur relaxed, knowing that Alfred's fear was nothing bad.

"We have to, to fit in. All of the crew members have been trained, by me, to fit in like this." Arthur smirked. Though, it dropped almost instantly as realization hit him. He put his hand up to his face with a groan.

"Arthur?" Alfred asked.

"I never taught you… Bloody hell… That's what I should have been doing on our way here…" Arthur sighed, glancing back at Alfred. "Alright. I'll just teach you as you get dressed." Arthur relaxed his hand and looked back at Alfred. "Well? Come on. Get undressed and put this on." Arthur grabbed a smaller suit, one that he used to wear when he was younger. Alfred slowly undressed and began to put the suit on. Once he had it partly on, Arthur bent down and helped him with the rest. "Back straight and shoulders back." Alfred listened, already not liking this new change. "When we walk into town, you are to stay by my side and walk with me. If you want something, you are to ask me politely so you don't seem like a brat. When addressing an older man you are to say sir, or madam if it is an older woman. Do not talk with anyone unless you are spoken too fist. Say please and thank you when appropriate." Alfred nodded. "When speaking to me, you must only call me Arthur. No captain. As well as proper speaking like I have been doing. Oh, and yes, not aye, got it?" Arthur fluffed Alfred's suit just a bit, before looking back up at Alfred. Alfred nodded.

"Y-Yes, Arthur." Arthur smiled and grabbed a comb out of his pocket. He combed through Alfred's hair, making it look as neat as it could. Sighing as he couldn't get the damned cowlick to stay down, he gave up and placed the comb away.

"Good." Arthur stood back up before looking at Alfred with a smile. "You know? You make a good gentleman. If you ever wanted to stop being a pirate, you could easily fit right in." Alfred's eyes instantly widened at the comment.

"N-No! I want to be a pirate! That's why I came along with you!" Arthur chuckled lightly.

"I'm just saying, boy. Calm down." Alfred crossed his arms and pouted lightly. For a 9 year old, Alfred sure could act like a little kid. Alfred glanced back up at Arthur to see him placing a hat lightly on his head. Quickly, the boy noticed the eye patch.

"Um… C-I mean, Arthur." Arthur blinked, but look over. "What about your eye-patch? Isn't that a pirate thing…?" Arthur looked at Alfred, confusingly only for his eye to wide.

"Ah, thank you for catching that." Arthur removed his hat and removed the pirate eye-patch, but kept his eye closed. He grabbed a nicer looking black eye-patch and slipped it on, tying the thin black strings in the back. Smiling, he placed the hat back on his head. "Now, let's go get you something nice to eat." Alfred's eyes widened with a large smile and a nod; always one for food, no matter what.

Arthur walked out of the building they were staying with Alfred following close behind. The two walk farther into the town only for Alfred's eyes to widen. He had lived in a town before, long ago, but he was still at shock at how many people there were and how many active things going on. Shop buildings lines the sides, stands lined the streets, children played around while some walked with their parents, and there were adults, everywhere. Alfred stuck by Arthur's side as he walked over to one of the stands. Picking out some food here and there, Arthur paid the amount needed and was able to take the food. He led Alfred over to a small table they had out in the open and gave about half of the food to him. As soon as Alfred got the food he needed, he dug right in. "Alfred…" Alfred stopped and slowly glanced up at Arthur. Arthur looked at him like he did something wrong. "You are eating too fast, and messy." Alfred looked down at his food only to sigh and eat slower and not as messily, like Arthur.

"This is stupid…" Alfred growled, as he finished up. "I hate sitting and walking like this… I hate all the people… I hate having to eat like a proper person… I want to go back on the ship…" Alfred pouted. Arthur looked at him with a chuckle.

"We will only be here until my ship is repaired. You can wait a day or two."

"UGH!" Alfred groaned, placing his head down on the table.

"Oh, how cute~" Arthur glanced over to the sound only to smile. There stood two adults; a male and a female. Both were dressed nicely in a suit and dress with hair done nicely. At the voice, Alfred glanced over only to quickly fix his sitting, not wanting Arthur to yell at him.

"Sorry to bother you. You see, my wife just wanted to come over and say hello to the young boy." The man explained.

"Oh, not at all. He is quite the handsome one." Arthur smirked, standing up. Alfred slid off the chair and walked over next to Arthur, hiding behind him a bit. Arthur reached his hand out, shaking it with the man. "Kirkland, Arthur Kirkland." Arthur smiled. The man blinked, but smiled as well.

"Evans, Lewis Evans." Arthur's smile grew at the name. Alfred looked up at the two, blinking in confusion. Where they friends? Did they know each other? Arthur only smiled like that if he knew someone. "Would you mind coming over for some tea? I'm sure Grace here won't mind." Lewis looked at the woman; his wife. Grace smiled, shaking her head.

"Not at all. I would love to make tea for you." Arthur nodded with a smile.

"I would enjoy that." Arthur paused for a little. "Ah! What about Alfred here?" Arthur placed his hand on Alfred's shoulder. Alfred blinked, glancing up at him.

"Oh, that's won't be a problem." Grace smiled. Alfred looked back down only to see a young girl looking at him. She stood behind the woman, probably her mother. When they made eye contact, she smiled brightly. Alfred blinked, but lightly smiled back. She walked out and up to Alfred. Alfred backed up a bit, unknown what to do with a girl as he never had a girl, besides his mother, in his life.

"Hi! I'm Emily!" She smiled. Alfred's face grew a light pink at her smile. Arthur chuckled lightly.

"Well, go on. Say hi." Alfred stepped back slightly.

"H-Hi… M-My name is Alfred." Emily was a happy child, roughly about the same age as Alfred, maybe a year younger. She had short golden blonde, wavy hair that reached down to her shoulders. She wore a bright green dress that brought out her bright, sky blue eyes; according to Alfred.

"The two may play while I make you tea." Grace smiled. So, with that, Arthur and Alfred were led back to thy three's humble home on the island.

A/N: Thank you all so much! I never could imagine that this story would be read by so many of you! Especially this trash. XD Though, I am glad you all are enjoying it. :D
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