A/N: Here is another chapter I decided to update weekly on here but since I'm coming down to the wire with finished chapters writing will take awhile currently writing chapter 10. So if the next chapter doesn't come next week that means I'm still writing. I want to finish all of these rps asap so I could upload them one after another. I appreciate the followers I'm so happy! I'm hoping maybe someday posting a blog soon on this story so I would love more popularity and love so this story will take under way :) New song on the soundtrack this song will be all about the trilogy and it is I've Just Been Begun by Britney Spears and you'll see why I chose it in the next few chapters ;3..anyways here is chapter 6! Enjoy!
Hetalia and its characters are owned by Hima-Papa!
Chapter 6-Just Begun
"If anything happens and I mean anything I'll get on the next plane and drag your sorry arse back home. I'm just worried sick about your safety traveling across the pond; but what all I am hearing is complete utter annoyance! You just had to add more fire to the flames that you recklessly caused. You are an adult fix it and belt up it's only going to be a day or two until I see you at the altar!"
Arthur screamed on his end of the line. He called earlier just to check up on his fiancé if he got on the plane safely but found out that Alfred's little 'get-together' bachelor party was getting out of hand. Arthur should've expected with Alfred inviting Francis that some things could get a little messy. Inviting Ivan was his and Yao's plan just to get the boys on equal grounds. They really can't stand all the immature fighting and name-calling going on between the both of them. But from hearing on the other end of the call, Alfred still was not up to either apologize or act on friendly terms to the Russian.
"Alfred F. Jones are you still listening!?" Arthur heard the phone dropped and noticed in the background that Alfred was screaming at Francis about something he did to Matthew. "YOU ARE A DIRTY MAN!" Alfred screamed back at the Frenchman. Arthur could've sworn that Alfred was hitting him. Francis might have done the extreme to grind the American's gears. "ALFRED! ALFRED! WHAT'S GOING ON?!"Arthur yelled trying to get Alfred back on the line. Worried out of his wits Arthur patiently was on hold. All Arthur could hear now was Antonio crying out Lovino's name and Matthew yelling at Alfred about doing something on his own. It couldn't get any worse and even embarrassing that the air attendant ladies were trying to get Alfred off of Francis. "ALFRED! ALFRED! IS EVERYTHING OKAY!?" But then suddenly it was quiet for a moment or two until Alfred picked up the phone again, "I almost committed murder." Arthur sighed and took his free hand massaging his headache, "You got me so worried! I have to go. Just don't do anything stupid! Please call me when you arrive at your hotel so I know you are still alive."
"Fine. Bye." Alfred hung up and left Arthur in doubt.
Damnit I knew this was a bad idea. 'Ooh Ooh Artie I'm going to Vegas to partay American style.' You git of an idiot Alfred! I knew that city would be a bad influence with the partying, gambling, drinking, and all the pit-pocketers lurking out in the gutters. They aren't even in the country and yet they are all at each other's throats. Please you idiot be safe and come home unharmed.
Arthur slowly closed up his cell phone and placed it on the coffee table. Everything for his celebration was all settled and accounted for: the food prepared, the itinerary planned, and the house was spotless. Since everyone arrived earlier this morning it would be best for them sleeping over their jet-lag at a hotel and agreed celebrating the next night. Right now Arthur was bored, there was nothing to do. Maybe watching some Doctor Who episodes on the telly while sipping a piping hot cup of tea could get his mind off his silly fiancé. Sure enough after a few hours of watching it did hit his mind off track. He lazily looked over the clock saying it was around 9 p.m.
Alfred would probably get there in another hour or so. He better call when he gets there. God Arthur just relax at least Matthew is the responsible one.
Arthur rubbed his tired eyes and stood up stretching the kinks out of his back from sitting for so long, "It would be best to turn in. I can't imagine that my stag night won't be that reckless like Alfred's. There's no bloody possible way. And I'm talking to myself and the fairies are already in for the night..heh..heh" Arthur turned off the telly, took his empty cup in the kitchen to clean, and got into bed to await for his celebration to come the following night.
Up at the crack of dawn Arthur's alarm beeped, beeped, and beeped driving the cranky Brit up and out of bed. "Uh blimey my head," Arthur rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He looked at the clock reading 10 a.m. It wasn't common for Arthur to sleep in but from yesterday his mind was much occupied that it needed all the rest possible. No need to worry since the festivities will begin at six on the dot tonight but there was something else popping up and out of Arthur's worry bank: Alfred's call. He was supposed to check in when he arrived at his hotel. "Alfred! You are supposed to call damnit! Don't worry Arthur o'chap no need to worry." Arthur quickly got out of bed running in a fast pace towards the kitchen to pipe up another hot cup of tea. Waiting for the kettle to blow off Arthur couldn't help but pace to and fro around the kitchen contemplating about Alfred still. "No no it would make sense from the time difference he and his motley crew would probably be sleeping off the jet lag. He would just be either lazy, forgetful, or no no, no need to think about that at a time like this!" Arthur swayed in head countless times in denial. "Alfred promised me to not to do any more funny business since the plane incident."
The kettle finally shrieked out blowing off steam as a sign of readiness. Arthur promptly turned around getting the shooting kettle off the burner and poured himself a cop of his favorite Earl Grey to start the day on an almost bright side. Getting his cup ready he strolled over towards the living room finding his phone still placed on the coffee table. "Oh maybe he did check in earlier and left a message for silly o' me forgetting my phone. I get myself so carried away at times," Arthur laughed to himself trying to not get a drop of tea on the floor. He placed his cup on a cozy before placing it on the table, like any typical mother figure would do to prevent streaking in the wood. He carefully picked up the phone in a dainty manner and flipped it over to reveal any missing messages that Arthur could've forgotten. There was none, not a single call, voice mail, or text given. "You lazy, forgetful, stupid git!" Arthur screamed at the top of his lungs almost flinging his phone against the wall out of anger. He quickly called Yao if Ivan called to check in earlier this morning. After a few rings Yao answered, "Ni hau aru!" Arthur could hear in the background the Chinese man was munching on something edible making the other line static to understand. "Um good morning Yao. I apologize for calling so early; but Alfred was supposed to call me when they checked in the hotel. Did you get any confirmation from Ivan by chance?" Yao still munched and munched on his tasty snacks trying to conjure up a sentence or two, "Good question aru. No got no messages either."
"Really?" Arthur asked in a worried tone. "You worry too much aru if something bad happen bosses call but nothing happen. Let them have fun and tonight is your night so relax aru."
"O-okay I'll try but I just feel a bit uneasy with Alfred not checking in I assume you heard about the little mishappening on their plane."
"Yes I have, they such stupid blockhead ass. That our husbands apparently." Arthur and Yao laughed simultaneously, true that their partners could be a stick in the mud at times but they love them dearly no matter how dense they act. "Okay we meet you tonight okay aru? Kiku still out cold sleep probably got sleep bug from his husband aru," Yao laughed and munched which Arthur could probably guess was crips. "Alright I'll let you two rest up. See you later," Arthur hung up the phone and placed it back on its original position on the coffee table. He grabbed his tea from the cozy giving it a few sips here and there of relaxation. Tea was one of the ideal remedies to calm the Brit's nerves a tad.
Relax 'ol chap. Tonight is your night.
Tonight finally came by in a flash. Arthur cleaned the house for another round during the early afternoon to get his mind off of Alfred who surprisingly didn't call yet. Arthur tried to brush off the thought but he still couldn't think straight. "Alfred is just being a lazy arse. He is such a procrastinator," Arthur sighed annoyingly. No worries, nothing to worry about. What Yao just mentioned before none of their bosses called in for any emergencies so there wasn't anything to fret about. But this night was strictly all about Arthur. He just needed to relax and have a smashing time with his party: Kiku, Yao, Lukas, and Vlad. At 6 pm on the mark the door bell rung strongly alarming the house that their first guest had arrived. Arthur quickly went over the door to welcome in the first guest who was Kiku by surprise carrying a bag of hygiene products.
"Good evening Arthur-san." Kiku politely bowed down as gestured and smiled back. "Kiku it's nice to see you but where is Yao by any chance? He told me this morning he would be coming over with you," Arthur said confusedly glancing outside finding the arrogant Chinese man having an argument with the cab driver. "I don't care if 50 pound to get here take money and leave. You people have no respect for elder aru!"
"I don't bloody care lady just pay the fine!" The driver yelled back. "Who you calling lady!" Yao glared back about to show his secret weapon: his signature wok. It was funny how the driver thought Yao was a woman. The Chinese man did have some delicate features that he had been mistakenly called a woman a few times daily. Kiku peaked behind his back pointing to his former caregiver giving a lecture about age and seniority again. "That answer your question then? He gets moody since he had announced he carrying child now."
"Ahh I see. But where are my manners I can't have you both standing outside for so long come in," Arthur calmly gestured Kiku inside and finally after a few swings of Yao's wok pissing the taxi driver out of his knickers, the taxi zoomed away off in the distance never returning ever again. "Yeah aru you learn manners next time ass!" Yao huffed and placed his wok back where it originally was. Arthur waved back at the almost calmed Chinese man motioning him to come inside the house. "Let pregnant Chinese man in aru!" Yao yelled charging his way through the doorframe. "Yao you are only one month pregnant I never knew you get very emotional. Just this morning when I talked to you, you sounded very calm and collected," Arthur asked worriedly.
"He like that all the time Arthur-san no need to worry. If you get on his good side he need no harm," Kiku said reassuringly. "Yeah that ass he no respect whatsoever aru!"
"I apologize Yao." Arthur admitted in a guilty tone. "You did nothing why apologize aru? But I feel fat aru!" Yao cried while rubbing his flat stomach. "You barely gained any weight." Arthur pointed out along with Kiku agreeing. "Hai Yao-san you're thin. You still look good to me. I don't see anything different about your figure." Yao continuously rubbed his flat stomach crying out, "I still feel it, you two just don't understand aru!"
"Yao shush shush it's alright." Arthur calmly went over to the Chinese man side rubbing his back in a friendly way to calm down. "Let's think of the positives tonight. I asked Kiku to bring in his spa products in. We'll have a wonderful, relaxing time just as soon Lukas and Vlad come. Knowing Vlad he likes to piss me off making late appearances, but overall let's all enjoy the night." As soon as Arthur finished speaking the doorbell suddenly ranged alarming everyone the next guest's arrival. "Speak of the devil." Arthur sighed and walked over to the over-ringing door propping it open to reveal the last two guests: Vlad and Lukas. "Artie long time no see! We missed you!" Vlad charged in glomping the stunned English man. He quickly took loose of his hold on Arthur and regained his stance again. "Eh I get too overboard on these occasions. Artie's getting hitched finally right Luky." Vlad nudged Lukas's side lightly as a tease.
"Had to drag preggy to come over to have some fun away from that attaching Mathias. Boy Luky you need some fun and Artie is here to give it! It's tradition for all three of us to go crazy for the night hah!"
"I'm pregnant again. I don't need fun. I need this baby out now!" Lukas yelled. Everyone else inside besides Arthur was too preoccupied especially Yao who didn't care in the slightest stuffing his face with many snack foods in the kitchen. "You just think I'm fat!" He called out from the kitchen with Kiku trying to get on his good side lowering his anxiety down. "AruAruAruAru!" Yao munched angrily. "Gez it's a preggie fest. Luky you aren't alone tonight. You're not going to be some huge third wheel after all." Lukas automatically nudged Vlad's side so hard that Vlad lost a breath or two. "Ow Luky I'm sorry. I'm just saying you aren't a sore thumb tonight." Lukas glared back fiercely getting Vlad almost back to square one. "Thanks Vlad that just makes me feel so much better!" Arthur quickly changed the topic around to prevent any further fighting, "Lukas so I heard you are expecting another boy?" Lukas rubbed his stomach fondly and looked back blushing, "Yes. But we hadn't figure out any names yet."
"Yup!" Vlad answered back cheerfully trying to playfully rub the Norwegian's swollen stomach, "Luky here got's another Mathias on the way! Boy you should see him eat! He packs a ton!" Lukas took another swig at Vlad's abdomen causing the Romanian to crash face first on the hallway carpet. "Vlad! You alright?" Arthur tried to help up the almost un-conscious Romanian back up on his feet. "Heh never better. Ow Luky you know I was just joking, learn to let loose once in awhile." Lukas hmphed back and glared off to the side in annoyance.
"Where are my manners, I do apologize." Arthur blushed on spot in embarrassment. Later he guided his company indoors with Vlad and himself escorting Lukas to the nearest couch to get situated. Yao returned back from the kitchen with a bag of pretzels in his hands munching away loudly than before. He quickly noticed that Lukas was eyeing the same bag. Yao clutched the bag protecting it to any hungry predators, "You all stay away from pretzels! They are mine!" Arthur sighed bringing one of his hands massaging his forehead, "Yao they are for everyone. Quit with the pretzels and share with Lukas." Lukas nodded in agreement and began eyeing the bag as prey to pounce on. "No they are mine!" Yao started to make the run for it back towards the kitchen until Kiku quickly swiped them from his thin fingers. "Thank you Kiku for the help," Arthur smiled as he received the pretzels and gave the open bag towards his Norwegian friend to snack on. Leave it to Kiku to keep everything in tip top shape, the perfect best man for Arthur. "My pretzels." Yao glared back at Kiku almost about to cry his eyes out. "Share. It fair Yao-San." Kiku pointed towards the not so pregnant Chinese man. "Kiku you have brought war."
"Please please you all act civil for once!" Arthur yelled back giving the open pretzel bag towards Lukas's grasp. "Thank you," Lukas blushed and started nibbling the salty snacks. After a few bites here and there Lukas started to feel disgusted about the snacks. He rapidly threw the bag back almost hitting Yao's face. The whole bag spilled out on the floor with numerous pretzels scattered around smashed to tiny pieces. "M-MY PRETZELS!" Yao screamed out alerting everyone in the room. Lukas huffed back and replied, "Oh they are cheap and taste horribly. I gave them back to you. You should at least be grateful for the exchange." Yao started to foam at the mouth as his beloved pretzels were smashed and destroyed. He rolled up his sleeves ready for combat revenge, "Have manners and pass pretzels like polite person aru!" Lukas fiercely looked like he was about to start a full out frenzy. "Bring it Chinadoll!"
"Come get!" Yao waved his hand back tempting the almost six month pregnant Norwegian for fair game. The Norwegian took the offer and started to slowly rise out of his seat to pay a piece of his mind; but unfortunately due to his size he slowly collapsed down on the couch unable to move the slightest. "VLAD HELP ME!" Lukas screamed out huffing and puffing every single breath that he could. Vlad quickly rushed over to provide assistance but remembered this instant a few little side notes from Mathias about not getting Lukas hurt overnight. He would get not only Lukas in deep water but also himself. He would never go with it in the first place. "Luky not a bright idea. Remember what Mathias said earlier I would go to the grave if you got hurt tonight."
"He's right Lukas please consider and just apologize to Yao about the food," Arthur simply replied back aiding Lukas back to his comfortable position. Lukas fired glaring eyes over his over caring friends. He possibly hate that even though he was handicapped he should be at least able to kick the Chinese man's ass to another dimension literally. With a flick, tip, tap of the wrist it could have been done in an instant. Yao sighed and apologetically bowed at his unable opponent. It would've been unfair. "I apologize." Yao confirmed in front of the party, "I not honorable to fight when you have such disadvantage aru." Lukas could tell that Yao was secretly smirking behind his hand as a mockery. Who cared if he was pregnant with a little boy who kept kicking his insides for days end. He should never just let it pass to go unnoticed. Lukas thought off a clever trick in the book that any simple, naïve person could think of: use other people for his dirty work hence Vlad and Arthur. "Oh ho! I can easily kick your sorry ass even while I'm pregnant. Vlad, Arthur pop out the book to page twenty-three." It took Arthur a few moments to remember what was exactly on page twenty-three. He shivered at the thought of it and blocked both Vlad and Lukas away from the Chinese man. "You bloody fucking crazy! That conjure over a measly bag of junk food!"
"What on page twenty-three aru?" Yao asked still in aftershock holding dear on his trusty wok for protection. "You don't want to know China doll. Luky's right you piss people off the deep end especially myself. I'll take care of it Luky but not page twenty-three."
"You ass sparkely vampire. I try to be honorable but if you want come get!" From that little remark about his beloved vampires, Vlad quickly got out of Arthur's hold, angrily popped up the book to a different page and produced a blue like light fuming off his fingertips. "Vlad smash that poor little tea pot!" Lukas yelled over from the couch rubbing his stomach to calm his over exuberated son from the action happening. Vlad glared daggers at the battle ready stance of Yao and even Kiku joined in the fight with his katana. "This not appropriate. Put down your weapon and we will as well!" Kiku explained. As best man, Kiku could clearly see Arthur in desolate irritation about the matters happening now. He could not let this get out of hand and unfortunately have this celebration gone in chaotic turmoil. "Vlad! Stop this instant all of you!" Arthur screamed trying to contain the disconcerted Norwegian; but was too late once Vlad sprung a few sparks or two toward Yao which he luckily had his trusty wok flung the magic towards Arthur's antique flowerpot smashing it into pieces creating a bigger mess than the bag of pretzels. Dirt was scattered everywhere: on their faces, the floor, and even the walls. Arthur's prized wildflower ferns burned from a crisped from the over exploded magic. "BOTH YOU YOU! CLEAN THIS MESS UP NOW!" Arthur yelled at the top of his lungs towards Yao and Vlad and quickly ran towards the nearest bathroom to get away from the mess and slammed the door in an aggressive way causing a stir in the house.
He just had to get away from the drama. After getting in the restroom to calm himself down Arthur slid off towards the floor hunched down on his bum, hiding his face in his feminine thin knee bones about to start a cycle of water works.
Bloody why! Over a god damn bag of food. This was supposed to be a relaxing night to get my mind off of Alfred. He still hasn't called to check in I'm just so worried, sad, and over the top mad. I can't ever cheer myself up. And worse my friends are all starting to have children of their own and I'm the sore thumb out of the bunch. I'm just a jealous, overly worried ninny! Not that jealous though I couldn't be that much of a monster when I will get to that stage but overall I can't help it. Just give it time 'ol chap and your patience will be worth it. Those dumb idiots that I call my friends, I wonder what they are doing at this moment? Hope they don't make much more of a mess.
"Arthur-San?" Kiku gave a light tap on the door to arouse the Brit's attention. Arthur snapped back to reality wiping his face of any residue tears and replied back in an uneasy tone, "What is it? Come to walk on my back while you are at it? Since you all never listen!"
"Arthur-San it isn't like that at all!" Kiku tried to calmly explain. He, Yao, Vlad and Lukas were all huddled up by the bathroom door eagerly waiting for Arthur to feel better so the party could finally begin. "We are sorry how we acted." Yao admitted trying to softly munch on the leftover pretzels that were on the floor. "Yeah us two." Vlad and Lukas said simultaneously. "Please come out Arthur-San. I got the spa station ready for our masks. Let us have some fun now tonight. Please open the door."
"Yeah Artie pretty please. Even though I'm totally against that sissy idea but I'll do it that's cause that is what friends are for. Right? We cleaned up the mess too. And I fixed the vase…" Lukas nudged Vlad's side as side punishment, "Ow..I meant Luky fixed it so whatever is prodding your sorry ass pull it out and come join us!" Arthur sighed to himself.
They aren't ever going to give up aren't they?
He slowly stood up from the bathroom floor fixing his stance. Arthur went over to the mirror for a check-up for any spotting tears hoping none of them would notice that he was bawling his eyes out. After a check or two he was ready to face the music and huffed out to clear his head. Arthur opened the door finding all of his friends giving sympathy looks. The Brit overlooked behind their figures noticing the house was back in the same state before everyone showed up. Kiku, as promised, set up the mask stand to prepare to moisten their pores. "Thank you everyone for the support. Let's get this celebration started alright." Arthur smiled knowing that his friends did care deeply about his last couple of nights as a free man. Everyone clapped and cheered in excitement for the night to come. First the boys started cleansing their faces with a special face mask that Kiku brought over from his country. It was suppose to make your skin softer than a baby's bum and provide a refreshing feel to it. After applying the messy cream to all of their faces they looked ridiculous especially Arthur feeling a bit embarrassed on cue. But no worries reading the jar on the cream it said that it took around an hour for the skin to cleanse. "Acck!" Vlad gagged when inhaling the stuff, "This stuff smells from a baby's bottom instead!"
"Vlad," Arthur sighed back, "It does but it's only temporarily, let's just do something to distract the smell, any ideas?" Everyone looked like blank, concrete slates from the mushed up gunk on their faces. None of them had the brightest idea for what to do next except a very boisterous Romanian bouncing up and down in his seat almost about to have an accident. "Yes Vlad what do you suggest?" Arthur asked. "How about a game of truth or dare?"
"Okay that sounds like interesting game to get some time in." Kiku agreed with the others nodding along. "Okay who should my first victim be?" Vlad gave a devious smirk towards the other contenders about to be in shock when the turn was called. "Okay let me start up with the bride to be hahahaha Artie of course!" Arthur blushed back almost making his gunk of a mask fall off his face later glaring at his Romanian friend from the practical pun, "O-okay fine you twat! I'll stick with the truth! Knowing you about dares those are very inappropriate!" Vlad smiled back at his blushing friend, "Oh what I am about to ask you, you will reconsider hahah!"
"Just spill it out already!" Arthur yelled back. "Okay tell us how Alfred is in bed. Is he good?" Everyone was just stunned on what Vlad had asked especially Arthur. He became redder than ever, poor boy. "WHAT!?" Arthur yelled back. "You said truth you have to follow the rules Artie!" Vlad winked back at the blushing Brit. Everyone in the room came back from shock and hid their schoolgirl giggles behind their hands. "Oh typical Vlad but I had to admit that is a good question." Lukas admitted laughing along with the others. "I refuse to tell!" Arthur glared back crossing his arms. "How is he with the famous Florida Arthur?" Yao smiled back with the others trying to peer pressure the poor Brit an answer out of him. "Fine. I'll confess," Arthur looked down in embarrassment then looked at everyone solely in the eye flailing his arms out in anger, "He's bloody fricken fantastic! Happy now!"
"Bow chika bow wow!" Everyone whooted in the room. "Yeah yeah you all got your answer but don't tell him he'll just feed off his ego some more about being a sex god or something!" Arthur yelled back. "Yeah yeah Artie he won't ever know right guys?" Vlad smiled back toward everyone. They all agreed for now. All of a sudden the doorbell rang alerting every one of the surprise. "Did any of you order anything?" Arthur asked and all of them shook their heads in denial. Arthur got up from the couch to open the front door. As he got to the door he noticed a vehicle the same as his older brother, Allistor, drove parked right on the curb. He could've sworn he saw his other brothers, Caliean and Dylan, in the parked car as well.
No no it can't possibly be them. It is probably someone who has a car similar as that arse asking to use the phone or something. Simple as that hahahah.
But Arthur was never wrong, as he opened the door he found but no other but his arse of an older brother Allistor.
"Ay Artie."
Allistor smirked back carrying some kind of pink basket filled with unidentified items. Arthur tried as he might to shut the door in his face to return him to the dark hole where he once came from; but unfortunately Allistor gripped the door tight to let himself pass through inside. "Ay, s'how the sissy party goin'? And what the fuck is on ye face Artie?" Allistor laughed madly using his free hand to hold his stomach in place. Arthur was furiously angry for one how did his brothers knew about this night and two he was spotted with his guck of a mask still intact on his face, his brother will never live it down, how embarrassing. Shivers from his backside just came back from the thought. "Oh look it's sheep man." Lukas huffed out. "Sheep man eh?" Allistor walked over toward the pregnant Norweign and started lighting up a cigar close up to his face, "Learn respect now lad." Allistor puffed a circle of smoke in Lukas's face to prove point making him wave and cough it through. After a few times clearing his throat Lukas instantly puffed out his chest, "Eh I think you need to learn respect sheep man! I'm pregnant for goodness sakes!"
"Oh ho ho, fiesty one lil buggar," Allistor winked at the disgusted tone Norwegian while tipping his cigar a tad letting the ash fall on the ground. Arthur sighed loudly pulling Allistor away from Lukas and back to him so he could have a 'one-on-one' conversation on why in blazes he was here on his doorstep. "Allistor what the bloody hell are you here!?"
"I came to drop off a little gift."
Allistor shoved the pink basket towards Arthur's direction. "What is this?" Arthur arched an eyebrow of curiosity at the pink wrap basket. "It's somethin' that'll suit you well for this lil pansy party!" Allistor laughed, "Looking what I see so far it's a def, probably painting ye nails while you at it!"
"I'm not some bloody girl Allistor!" Arthur screamed back. "Oh me wee baby Artie of course you are hahah. At least Al is actually partyin, the dumbass." Arthur was about to counterattack this argument until the phone suddenly ringed loudly. "Ye, go hurry along and answer that," Allistor chuckled pointing to the said phone. Arthur gave death daggers towards his older brother and placed the basket back in his meaty arms.
"I'll get it." Arthur turned towards the phone and finally answered. "Hello whatever it is you twit you better have a significant good reason to do so!" Arthur yelled. "Artie?" Alfred sounded groggy on the other line. "Alfred!" Arthur was shocked and felt a little bad for yelling earlier. "Alfred F. Jones why didn't you call me earlier I was worried sick about you!"
"Sorry babe jet lag ya know? We are just all drowned out in sleep and half of them are drunk anyways. God at the end of the plane ride I just want to come back home to you. These guys are fucking driving me off the walls that's what."
"Sorry to hear about that but please just don't hurt yourself."
"Naw I'm the hero remember nothing getting me down haha. How 'bout you?"
"Great until my arse of a brother suddenly barged in…hey Allistor!" Out of nowhere Allistor ripped the phone away from Arthur's grasp. "Allistor give me the damn phone!"
"A-Allistor what is he doing there?!" Alfred yelled back from the other line. "Now now, Arthur, I wanna talk with the dumbfuck," Allistor smiled letting the receiver rest on the arch of his shoulder to speak with Alfred. "Did you just call me a dumbfuck?!"
"Ye know it's the truth, lad. Only stating facts. You havin a sissy party too? Artie here looks like one sissy lass from a beauty parlor hahahaha." Alfred laughed along with Allistor knowing that would exactly happen with Arthur tonight. Arthur was fed up and started trying to get the phone back in his possession but due to his height Allistor reached the phone up higher enabling him to get it. After a few laughs Alfred started to get back in the swing of things, "To answer your question sheep humper it is a def no! We're partying it up Vegas style!" Allistor smirked against the phone getting his answer, "Vegas eh? Thanks for that lil piece of info dipshite."
"Did I say Vegas I meant Paris. Yeah that city. wine is so great….hehe" Allistor smirked larger than before knowing just how Alfred just blurted out his plans killing two birds with one stone, the greatest ever. "Yeah yeah..Fine you lil whiney bitch!" Allistor couldn't keep up playing with Arthur who was trying to jump up and down to get the phone back. He gave the phone lazily back to Arthur. "Alfred I apologize for this git's actions." Arthur glared daggers back his brother and noticed the other guests creeping around the wall eavesdropping. "It's alright babe say the word and I'll come back with shotty pissing him off haha."
"Alfred. I'll just let you go, enjoy yourself tonight and I'll see you in a few days."
"Okay babe we are about to head out to start the real fling in an hour or so yeah have fun at your sleepover!~"
"Alfred!" Arthur yelled back blushing. "Bye babe love you~!" Alfred suddenly hanged up leaving Arthur frozen in position holding the phone. The others by the wall were laughing their asses off and of course Allistor. Arthur snapped back and hanged up the phone, "All right Allistor why exactly have you come to ruin my life!"
"To give you tat basket, o'course!" Allistor nodded towards the basket which was now placed on the kitchen table. "No not that cruddy basket, why are you here and how do you know about the wedding?! We never sent any invitations to you!"
"'It's floatin all around Europe, your wedding to the dumbfuck. Kinda hard 'not' to hear about it." Allistor took a deep drag out of his cigar and spewed smoke all around the room. "Oh and the others are in the car."
"I would think so I just saw them there before your sorry arse walked in!" Arthur rubbed his temple in a fast pace then suddenly pushed Allistor out of the kitchen and towards the front door. "Just get out of my house you git!"
"Ay, ay! Dun gotta be rude." Allistor laughed constantly while his brother was pushing him out the door.
"Enjoy the gift pansies!" He ran out of the house towards the car and roamed down the street to his next destination. Arthur yelled something in old English, figuring a bad word or two, gave the finger as a final farewell and slammed the front door. "What ass aru!" Yao said while munching on a few more snacks. "Of course." Everyone's heads turned when the doorbell ranged again.
"Oh blimey fuck if that is him I'm going to kick this wanker's arse!" Arthur rapidly dashed toward the door once more and after opening it he was shock out of his mind. "Heyyyyyyy bitches!" Felix yelled on the top of his lungs failing his arms out in joy. "So like I heard you having this super fantastic party and here is little ol' me to come to make it soo totally out there!"
God why do I have to be responsible? This is going to be a longer night than I thought it would.
A/N: So that is only the beginning lol but what may be in that basket ;3 This is 1/3 so the next 2 chapters will be the last parts of Alfred's so see you all soon! Be sure to review and share around! Please and thank you! :) And to the lovely reviews who get hugs! To whoever reviews you get a hug from one of the kiddies refer back to chapter 5 who you want a hug from!
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