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Chapter 8 - All's Well That Ends Well

It all took a couple of glasses to drown Alfred into limp drunkenness. Before shutting his eyes he could've sworn someone walking towards him whispering these exact words, "We havin fun tonight me wee new brother."

You bastard.

Hours Later

"Bro, somebody? Turn off the sun. TURN IT OFF I SAY!" Alfred woke up from a daze rubbing his pupils from his deep slumber.

Where the fucky fuck fuck are we!?

Looking around his surroundings there was nothing in sight just desert and apparently a police car parked on side of the road.

Why the fuck everything's so blurry?

Alfred padded his face but in shock he lost his beloved pair of glasses, Texas.

Mother Fucker!

Alfred kicked the dirt out of anger spewing dust around his face to block off any vision. After brushing up the dirt he luckily spotted a blurry Francis sleeping against the car's side humming some unknown French like song while dreaming. "Ahh Mathieu…" Francis mumbled on singing French to his beloved Canadian. "Oh fuck no!" Alfred took charge kicking the car's side to get the Frenchman out of his sleep and apparently had succeeded. "Ack! You stupid American!" Francis cried out holding his still chest to catch a few breaths, "You gave me a fright! And where are your measly glasses?" Alfred picked up the questioning Francis up by his shirt making sure both not to lose eye contact.

"Well I don't fucking know! Where are we? How did we get here? And where is Mattie!?" All of a sudden both heads turned from an unknown noise pounding away from the car's trunk. "Da fuck?" Alfred pushed Francis away and made a steady approach toward the trunk of the vehicle.

Dude it's like that movie..wait if it's like the movie some random Chinese dude would whip my ass for sure. Ehhh and wasn't he naked too?

He could've sworn someone screaming for help inside; and it wasn't just anyone, it sounded just like Matthew. Alfred took no hesitation and popped up the trunk revealing a naked Canadian scared out of his mind. "Mattie!" Alfred eased Matthew out of the trunk and aided him back standing. "Dude how did you get in the trunk!?"

"I-I have no idea. The only thing I remember from last night was being at the restaurant," Matthew blushed in embarrassment and of course he was naked as well to make it worse. "Oh Mathieu Ontario is such a lovely sight," Francis winked and admired the beauty of his Canadian. "Francis!" Matthew cried out hiding behind his clothed brother. Alfred took off his jacket and pants revealing his all American boxers to show and offered them all to the shaky, naked Matthew. "Here Mattie so Frenchie doesn't get any more ideas."

"T-thanks," Matthew replied back slowly putting on the loose fit clothing. "Al what happened to your glasses?" Matthew asked in curiosity. "Well you see…I lost my beauty Texas!" Alfred flailed his arms around about to have a tissy fit of his precious specs. "Dudes where's that fucking commie?! I bet all my economy's worth he was part of this all of long! I fucking knew it!" Alfred roamed around kicking the car making more dents in it out of his pure rage. "Al it will be okay," Matthew stepped in calming the blind American, "I'm sure he and the others are back at the hotel. We'll talk about this when we get back."

"When we get back Mattie?! There's nothing but fucking desert surrounding us! He and his goons just left us out here to die! Mattie I don't want to die and plus I'm getting hitched in less than a day! And..And…"

"Alfred calm down!" Matthew slapped Alfred's face to get his sanity back in synced. "Better?" Al nodded rubbing his red check. It hurt like a mother fucker but it did calm him a tad. "Alfred I see town in a mere distance with the car we'll have no problem getting there."

"Where did we snag a cop car?" Both Matthew and Alfred turned heads toward Francis for his reply. "Eck don't look at moi. Am I the type to steal?" Alfred and Matthew both nodded to answer. "Oh big brother is hurt you both do not trust moi?" Francis sneered sarcastically placing his hand over his heart for dramatic effect. "Then where are our phones and wallets?!" Alfred yelled back padding his whole body but nothing, he was left dry. Matthew was the same. He didn't even have his own clothing and items on said self. Francis also padded his self and was carrying the same worried look, "Mon dieu my wallet, my phone they are gone as well! They were in guichi cases! My babies!"

"Dude chill, we'll just have to drive back to town and search up the commie and his goons. I swear I knew those three punks from somewhere." Alfred thought as hard as he could, but ended up shaking away his confusion and started to get on track with the plan. "Okay! Bros we need to get the heck out of here and get back to the hotel! I miss Texas!"

"We see that Alfred without them you can't walk in a straight line," Matthew nicely pointed out and started to guide Alfred towards the car's door spotting the keys inside through the window. "Thank goodness the keys are still in the ignition."

"Good eye Mattie you're taking us there."

"M-me why?" Matthew fidgeted feeling a little scared at the thought. What if someone spotted them driving a stolen police car and to top it all off if they were caught they either had no license or ID to clear their names. Oh the trilling excitement! "Mattie don't worry about it my boss will totes understand and bail us out in the end if we do get busted!" Al smiled back giving a thumbs up not feeling any regret whatsoever. "Dude there's like no one else for this task except for you my best man cuz numero uno I don't trust Frenchie we'll be caught easily with him driving…"

"I shall say!..." Francis started to but in but got wind, more likely Alfred's fist got a lucky shot, knocked him out before uttering another word to reply. "As I was saying and numero dos can't you see I'm fricken blind as a bat?! Dude without Texas I got nothing so it's all up to you brah! I know you can do it!" Al gave a pat of encouragement on Matthew's back to prompt him up for the task. "O-okay I'll try."

"That's the spirit brah!" Alfred smiled and patted his way around the front of the car until he was on the other side to slide into the driver's seat. Once everyone was settled inside the car and buckled up they were on their way. "So dudes does anyone remember what shit we did last night?" Everyone in the car shook their heads as a negative. "Damn," Alfred slumped in his chair crossing his arms. "Don't worry Al once we get back we'll get everything straighten out." But this little ride to town wouldn't be that easy as everyone thought. Once the car came straight back to civilization no one in the car knew where they were. "Al where am I going?" Matthew asked shaking at the wheel. "Uhhhh…" Alfred gave a nervous laugh while rubbing the back of his neck as a habit. "You stupid American!" Francis yelled out in the back seat, "How can you not remember where you are going!? I assume you know at least street signs but I'm obviously mistaken. Oh Angleterre sure did pick out an imbecile!"

"Hey hey I'm his idiot! I'm proud of that geez! And dude I pay attention to the cool, important sites compared to this dump of the town," Alfred scoffed off letting himself enjoy the ride while resting his feet on the car's dashboard. "Whatever," Francis brushed it off and by surprise his wondering hands found a very expensive camera wedged in the back seat. Out of interest he took the camera out of the depths of the cushion seat and randomly opened up the flap to reveal its contents. "Oh my Mathieu I didn't know you were that flexible honhonhonhon."

"W-What!?" Matthew braked letting the car come to a complete stop. "Dude!" Alfred looked around picturing in his blurry vision of Francis holding a camera and gushing everywhere of the unknown pictures stored inside. "Where did you get that?" Alfred pointed out. "Oh it is my lucky day! Apparently there were some snap shots of last night taken on here!" Francis cried out clutching the camera to his chest. "If it was you doing the nasty with Mattie count me in not finding out! I envy you still…if I had shotty and Texas….grrr!"

"Alfred if I was doing anything," Matthew mumbled around getting the wording right, "I wouldn't have been able to walk for awhile..but I feel fine so I didn't have sex with him!"

"Oh you better not!" Alfred called out, "Wait dude you said the pictures were from last night? Gimme!" Alfred turned around extending his arm out to reach over but apparently Francis was too selfish to hand over the goods. "Oh yeah Frenchie?! That camera could be the only hint to where the fuck that commie is but instead you want to use it for your free porn! Hells to the No!"

"Al please sit down. People are giving us weird looks," Matthew started blushing on spot. "Well Mattie why do you think? You just stopped in the middle of the road of course people would make looks!"

"Well I have no idea where to go!"

"I think we should all go if you know what I mean," Francis turned around spotting a flashing police car zooming their way in for the take. "Ah fuck! Floor it Mattie!" Without further ado Matthew slammed the gas pedal speeding past the ongoing traffic. The same police car was on their tails blasting its alarm all around. During the minutes of the endless chase Alfred was the only one in the car actually enjoying the experience. The adrenaline was pumping through his veins. He never had enough of it. "Omg I've always wanted to be in a high speed chase!" Alfred was laughing like a manic while Matthew was crunching at the wheel holding on dear life. Francis on the other hand was the same almost, if ducking for cover on the car's floor in a fetal position crying out for mercy in French. "I don't like this," Matthew huddled against the wheel pressing against the gas pedal like no tomorrow. "I do! Don't let them get us Mattie!"

Alfred cheered Matthew on and on pumping his fist in joy. "Turn left turn left turn left!" Al pointed numerous times guiding Matthew to crank the wheel to its limit causing the car to creak out. Thankfully the car was still intact from the massive turn but unfortunately the car made some damage including knocking a few traffic signs here and there something to add onto the American's bill later on. Alfred turned around to see any progress if they lost tract of the cop car but knowing he and his crew luck wasn't on their side now there were three cars that had joined the first car to help chase down.

"Holy Fuck this is like GWA!"

Matthew was being a good sport in all of this but couldn't take the pressure now and started to tear up at the wheel, "I-I don't want to go to jail!"

"Mattie you're fine! Crank it right here!" Al smiled back and pointed towards his right revealing a short cut alleyway hoping this route can save their behinds from the law enforcers. Driving down the narrow path Alfred sprung an idea, "Everyone! When I say bail Mattie you stop and we head for the hills! Kay?" Everyone in the car was shocked including Francis who rose back from his crying fetal position, "You crazy, stupid American you always think all of your plans will succeed!"

"It's better than nothing Frenchie and after the last turn I kinda got a hunch of where to go. So follow my lead!" Francis sighed heavily that this plan would fail tremendously and Matthew was still puzzled, "Wait Al should I stop the car or slow down? Tell me this is nerve racking being behind the wheel with three officers chasing your tail!"

"Mattie didn't I say to calm down! When the moment is right I motion you to stop the car and we run. Simple!"

"O-okay Al I'll trust you on this one," Matthew concentrated hard on the road trying not to lose any focus. After a few seconds or so Alfred squinted for the right place to stop off and bail and thankfully he found his landmark, "Alright brahs bail!" With that said Matthew breaked the car to a halt and the remaining crew scaddaled out of the car and kept running and running till they were home free. "Run MOFOS run!" Alfred shouted while running. He was always the exhubriated one out of the bunch and was pacing himself an entire ten meters away from both Matthew and Francis. "Mattie run faster! I'm half blind and I'm doing it better!" Without hearing Matthew replying back Alfred stopped in his tracks turned around finding both Matthew and Francis were surrounded by policemen. Alfred turned around finding you guess it another policeman staring directly in the American's eyes. "Excuse me sir. I assume those were your friends that help you steal one of your squad cars from last night. We will need to take you in the station." With those words said the policeman produced a pair of handcuffs and pushed Alfred towards the nearest wall to cuff him up. "You have the right to remain silent anything you say will be held against you."

"Fuck dude we didn't do anything wrong!" Alfred cried out trying to break hold of the policeman's grasp but it took nearly three other men to hold Alfred down. Once the cuffs were set and almost cutting the American's circulation the policeman directed him towards his vehicle showing both Francis and Matthew waiting inside in the backseat. The policeman opened the door and showed Alfred in the backseat and proceeded to talk with some of his other officials about the car at hand. Alfred saw through the window that one of the officers were carrying the same type of camera what Francis was holding earlier. Many of the policemen outside were looking at the only evidence available giving weird contemplating looks of disgust. Some were even laughing showing the remaining three in the car of their humility. "You stupid American! See Mathieu I told you especially not to listen toward this buffoon!" Francis cried out letting the tears roll off his red, moist cheeks. "What else we could do we'll get caught eventually," Matthew sighed looking down on at the car's flooring, "Sorry I wasn't much help Al."

"Mattie no don't blame yourself blame that fucking commie getting us to where we are now! I swear if I find him I'll…make him regret it! He will pay back from all the bullshit he's causing us!" Alfred thumped the car's seat to release his leftover anger. The three of them were dead quiet once the policeman returned to his vehicle. "You three are messed up souls," The policeman sighed and ignited his car to life. "What do you know about the camera?!" Alfred yelled back kicking the front seat still. "If you continue this rough play young man I will bound your legs for your immobility!"

"You still haven't answered the question dumb fuck what was in camera!"

"Sir I apologize for my brother's rashness," Matthew politely butted as the good guy making the situation better, "You see sir we are just some innocent bystanders that got thrown in a pickle. My brother's bachelor party was last night and to tell the truth we were set up by getting hallucinated and drunk not knowing what we did the night before."

"I knew about that damn party way before we caught you three!" The police officer glared in the mirror, "We had lots of complaints about your group getting into mischief and the pictures held the proof! You young people just can't hold your damn liquor and do the most stupid acts ever! You all should be ashamed of yourselves!"

"B-but sir if you please listen we had no part of what we did we were set up!"

"Yeah by that fucking Russian!" Alfred yelled back grinding his teeth. "Oh him you say? Well tough luck we only got complaints from you three there are no others!"

"You fucking kidding me!? I'm innocent! We're innocent I tell you!"

Once the car made it to its destination the policeman and several officers accompanied Francis, Matthew, and Alfred inside. Alfred was the only one trying to kick, scream, and shove to escape. "You fuckers let me go! I have to get to a wedding! My wedding! Let me go!" But there was no use. No matter how Alfred fought, the other men had a better advantage. The men placed our three party members in a cold, lonely jail cell to wallow in their sorrows. Francis cried and cried using his extra hanky in his pocket to blow his nose numerous times making Alfred very irritated! "Dude shut up your soze!"

"This is all of your fault! Here I am in this dump but the only positive thing is I'm not alone mon cher," Francis discarded his soaked up hanky and scooted over towards Matthew prompting himself to let the poor man have a shoulder to cry on which he agreed. While Francis was crying on Matthew's shoulder Matthew felt something spark pain his chest, "Ow Francis!" Alfred immediately stood up and picked up the Frenchman by his shirt the second time giving a good eye to eye. "Whatever you are doing knock it off!"

"I didn't mean any harm! I swear!" Francis failed out his arms in mercy. Alfred thought he saw the lighting in the cell to glitter off of Francis's shirt producing a bright sparkle. He immediately let go and rubbed his temples feeling so uncomfortable about what he was about to say, "Francis I can't believe I'm saying this. But dude take off your shirt this is a dire emergency!"

"Pardon?" Francis dried his tears up and smiled like the old pervert he was. "Oh I see my little Alfred. You would like have one last rendezvous non? And Mathieu is here as well it is perfect! I feel so much better now!" Francis started to take off everything starting from his pants to underwear giving both Alfred and Matthew weird looks. "No No No dude not like that!" Alfred yelled closing his eyes and failing at the same time while Matthew had his eyes completely shut blocking off any visual male genitalia presented. "I mean I saw something funny on your shirt! Just take it off!" Alfred yelled back sighing heavily. "Fine you just had to ruin the mood!" Francis pulled up his undergarments and returned back to his half unbutton shirt unbuttoning every button left. Alfred and Matthew gave a quick stare at the Frenchman's chest leaving Matthew red as a beet and Alfred just laughing his ass off. "What is so funny!? I do not have a pudgy muffin top like you ass!" Francis shouted over Alfred's over powering laughs. "Dude look down!" Francis looked down at his chest finding that his left nipple was pierced and to top it off the charm had a certain flare to the piercing in general. The charm was a tiny little red maple leaf which totally reminded him of a certain Canadian. "Nipple ring hahahahahahahah!" Alfred was literally rolling on the floor clutching onto his stomach so his guts won't accidentally spill out. Francis stared out of shock and embarrassment, "Aggghh this is not classy that all! Look at it I was pinned with a generic!" Alfred's laughing was stopped by one of the passing guards banging on the walls, "Oy you fucks shut it in there!" Alfred slumped on the ground burying his head in his knees waiting.

What a fuck up day this has been! Got screwed, got screwed some more and now I'm going to miss the important day of my life!

"Al?" Matthew asked getting Al out of his trance. He replied back in a sad tone, "What Mattie?"

"I remember the guard telling us that we are eligible to make a phone call." From what Matthew had said lifted the poor American spirits out of the gutter. Alfred popped up from his seat giving Mattie an oversize bear hug, "Mattie you are a genius! I totally forgot that my boss can so totally get us out of his shithole! Thank you thank you thank you Mattie! You are the best man ever!"

"Alfred it's fine but you are crushing my ribs," Matthew gave out of few breaths and started to get blue in the face. Alfred suddenly let go and let the Canadian revive a few breaths. "Sorry brah! I'm just too happy! When we get out of this place! I'm so hungry so food first and then we will be back home until you know it!"

A few hours later in the cramped up cell Alfred started to get even more nervous than before. Looking at the clock it stated it was only 6 p.m. at night with in England time would be around 2 a. m. in the morning. "Fuck the wedding starts in like 7 hours I'm fucked and Iggy is either very pissed off at me or crying his little eyes out! We missed our fucking plane too!" Alfred quickly ran toward the jail's bars and rattled them very loudly to grab attention, "Hey! Where is my one free call?"

"Alright alright you little prick!" The officer marched over to see what was going on. "What were you talking about a free call?"

"Well duh a free call! Out of all of the movies they let the supposed bad guy which is obviously not us make a phone call so our butts can be saved!"

"Oh you wanted a little phone call is that it?" The officer smiled slyly while rubbing his stubble chin. "Yeah so do we get one or not I have to make an important call!"

"And who will that be?"

"The most powerful man of the country the president dude! Me and him go way back!" Both Matthew and Francis both facepalmed at the same time from Alfred's plain ol' stupidness. There went that important phone call. "You expect me to give you the phone and suppose the president of this country to bail your sorry butt out of here!" The officer couldn't help but laugh nonstop. "I admit you a funny guy but seriously the answer is still a no!"

"What!?" Everyone in the cell yelled out causing Alfred to bang the railing some more. "Dude you just said earlier we can make a free call!"

"I don't give the phone to crazy lunatics!" The officer sneered back. "Well just so you know I work in the government that's how I know the big guy!" Alfred smiled back trying to get a win out of this argument. "Really? If you know so much about it what's your position then?" The officer asked making Alfred sweat out frantically.

Okay that didn't work out. I can't be all like hey dude your my fucking douche of a citizen cuz guess what I'm your country in people form. Yeah Yeah rules and rules can't break them. Sigh…what now. Fuck I have nothing.

"It's classified," Alfred quickly replied wiping off a few drops of the liquid falling off his face. "Classified huh? Sounds fishy to me so no phone! Well look at the time my shift is done and I will see you three bright and early tomorrow for your court hearing!" After that the officer left his post leaving three nations sad and angry. "Fuck!" Alfred cried out slamming his fists on the railing.

Another couple hours had passed and Alfred was down in the dumps knowing first his stomach was going crazy for not consuming anything fatty or sugary and the most important was not being able to be present at his own wedding. He tried consoling with the new officers on shift to call his fiancé about his tardiness but none of them gave him a chance to phone anybody. Just then Alfred and the others heard rowdy sounds coming in from the station's lobby.

"Ay yee ass! Let us pass trough!"

It's that same voice before I passed out! I'm like over a billion percent sure that is that!

Alfred poked his head around the bars trying to get a good eye over the said person coming this way. He couldn't get a good glance on the account of the many officers swarming around the person to begin with. But then it suddenly quiet down and one of the officers came by their cell with a key in his hand.

"You three you're all bailed out. You are free to go."

The officer unlocked the cell causing the door to creak loudly. "What? How did this happen?" Alfred questioned the officer. "Just be lucky someone is looking out for you. Now get a move on before we change our minds!" The officer pushed Alfred and the others out of the cell foyer towards the lobby to meet their unknown hero that saved their behinds. Alfred looked around the room and stopped in midtrack he couldn't believe his eyes he had to rub them countless of times to get the picture right.

"Ay you looking for these I assume?" The person walked over and handed Alfred back his beauty specs, Texas. "Texas! I thought I lost you!" Alfred gave millions of kisses on his forgotten specs and after putting them on his vision was spot on twenty twenty seeing what was right in front of him the whole time: Allistor. "Shump humper what are you…they..you all doing here!" Alfred yelled back seeing the other brothers, Caliean and Dylan, joining Allistor. "Ay lad you don't remember what happened do ye?" "Hahahahah yee all so fucked!" Dylan kept laughing and laughing until Caliean nudged him rough to quit the mockery. "Wait a minute you were the bastards helping that fucking commie out wasn't it!"

"Ding Ding Ding yee smart lad."

"Why I oughta.." Alfred out of hesitation punched the Scottsman's face causing the red hair man to collapse on the floor. "Heh you are alright," Allistor slowly got up rubbing his sore cheek from the implosion. "Why the fuck are you here! Just tell me that!" Alfred glared deeply at all three of the remaining members of United Kingdom to get a quick and thoughtful answer. "So let me say at first we just come to play and screw ye over. We happen to find yee mate or whateve thee the hell you call him. He had an idea and so did we and it worked."

"Why?! I'm supposed to be getting married in a few hours to my fiancé, your brother. He is probably crying his eyes out that I ditched him or something! Are you trying to break this up! I will not allow that and Arthur will take my side."

"Ye remember cunt that you broke his heart awhile back! We beat shit on him cause we care! We all thought ye will never be good for him again!" Allistor yelled back with both Dylan and Caliean nodding in agreement. Alfred looked down and frowned holding his right hand close to his heart, "Your right I did break his heart. But that doesn't mean you can't give people second chances! People can change! There is nothing separating with myself and Iggy. I will not let either you dicks ruin his happiness."

"It just turned out that by protecting him from yee we mess up and did," Allistor looked down and produced Aflred's phone from his pocket showing massive text messages about where Alfred was, if he was okay, how Arthur was worried, and most importantly many messages saying three strong words: I love you. "We got a voice message if yee want to hear it," Allistor motioned everyone in the room to crowd over the phone. "There are many voicemails as well but they pretty much say thee same." Allistor clicked the accept button and let the voicemail carry on: Alfred it's me again. You are probably busy or lazy or had your phone off or something. But please let me hear your voice so I know you are okay. In a few hours you and I will be married. I'm still scared but happy at the same time it is only with you. Please love answer the phone. When will you come home? I god I'm crying please poppet listen and speak with me. And if you are wondering about my voice I got a light cold from last night but nothing serious that you should worry about. I love you Alfred and I always will. I will talk with you soon. *Beep* *Beep* *End of Voice Message*

Alfred felt his heart drop out of his stomach he really wanted to punch the lights out of his future brother-in-law again but just couldn't. Hearing Arthur's light voice made Alfred's heart soar beyond the skies. Arthur did sound a little groggy but nevertheless he was still Alfred's now and forever. "He really loves yee doesn't he?" Allistor asked looking at the stern face American. Alfred nodded quickly and fisted both of his hands producing white knuckles, "He does ever since that day we met. It was the same with me! The only reason I broke his heart because I wanted to step up our relationship I don't want to be an underling or brother! I want to be something more, the only person in his heart that made him happy and felt loved! I am the source toward his happiness!" Allistor took one of his hands and placed it on Alfred's broad shoulder, "And indeed yee are we weren't able to give wee baby Artie what he wanted only you! And you better not tell him that we get all sissy on him or I punch yee eye out!" "Not a problem sheep humper!" Alfred deviously smirked back. "Well what are yee waiting for we gots a wedding to save!" Allistor banged Alfred's shoulder roughly pushing him out of the police station with Dylan, Caliean, Francis, and Matthew following behind.

"Before we go what the fuck did we do last night!?" Alfred yelled out causing all of the United Kingdom brothers to smile big and wide. "Well if yee want to know our secret gin from home really took ye bonkers. If ye saw the camera we had no part with yee stealing that car or with Canadia stripping and giving everyone in da strip joint lap dances." "What!? My little brah did that!" Alfred pointed out towards the blushing Canadian on spot. "T-this is embarrassing," Matthew looked down paying attention to his cold toes since he didn't have any shoes. "Wait where are our wallets and commie then sheep humper?!"

"Well how yee think we bail yee out? Last night yee winning and winning them slots yee wallet was too heavy so I swiped it from yee along with yours," Allistor pointed out towards both Matthew and Francis. Dylan and Caliean got everyone's wallets and extra phones from their jackets and threw them back towards their said owner. "Dude!" Alfred yelled out. "Well yee prefer be in at cell then at yee wedding?" Alfred sighed shaking his head as a definitely 'no'.

"You still didn't answer about commie!"

"Well to tell thee truth he left right after yee had those drinks. He said he was uninvited after all so he gave us the reigns to continue on to mess yee."

"That is the last time I'm inviting that dick sorry but he is a major buttfart!"

"None taken we had a better idea with a different location but he so infatuated with the Chinese."

Francis interrupted their little conversation on spot, "I apologize for butting in but I can't help but feel we are missing another member in our party. Does anyone know where Antonio is?"

"Fuck Anty! That pmsing Italian will have my head for sure!" Alfred cried out. Allistor and the others kept laughing it up prompting Alfred into curiosity, "What's so fucking funny that one of his friends, he's not mine he's an emotional lam-eo, has gone missing!?"

"Ye got to calm down lad the Spaniard is okay. Even with the gin infused in he system he just kept cryin and cryin." Dylan had to but in for the last line, "So we made that weeping crybaby sulk on thee hotel's roof! He was a fuckin pansy party pooper!"

"Dylan!" Both brothers nudged his ribs simultaneously to seriously shut his mouth off.

"Owww I get it I get it gezzz," Dylan rubbed both of his sides down to let the pain fade away.

"Alrighty then brahs let's get Mr. sobby and then we'll hit the road!" Alfred pumped one of his fists up in the air. Soon everyone was back at the hotel room which was entirely trashed. There were many glass bottles scattered around and looking at the television was completely smashed. "Woah we were that fucked! Hey at least there's no tiger in the bathroom hahahahaha!" Alfred gloated while the others rolled their eyes. "Yeeah Yeehh get yee shit, the sooner we leave the sooner we out of this mess!" Allistor shouted while the others tried grabbing their belongings. Both Francis and Matthew got past the security to set foot on the roof of the building finding Antonio still crying his eyes out about his dear Lovino. "Looooovviii!" The Spaniard yelled out strongly clutching his chest from his hard sobs. Francis and Matthew quickly cheered him up with a few words that they were leaving making Antonio a bit cheerful. Once everyone was all presented and accounted for in the lobby they left in a dash with Alfred leaving the room key on the counter.

"So how did you guys get here?"

Allistor and the others asked raising their eyebrows. Alfred was just on the phone with Allistor a day ago so how would he get here so fast and not feeling any jet lag whatsoever. "Oh we had little secret! Since wee had no money or passes for planes we got another idea to get yee home but we got to go somewhere private! Come on!"

"What the fuck!"

"Just come on you dumb American!" Allistor shouted with Dylan sticking his tongue out to egg him on. Everyone dragged their bags and bodies over towards a tiny secret ally way where no one could pin point them out. "Okay yee close your eyes! Caliean you know what to do!" Caliean nodded and started to get a ripped sheet of paper from his coat pocket. "What the fuck is this shump humper I need to get back! I'm through playing games!"

"Well what yee suspect we are doing! Just shut up and close yee eyes! You'll be back with wee baby brother no time!" "Hmmph! Sheep humer!" Alfred huffed out and finally closed his eyes and waited for something to happen. He just wanted to get home to his future husband, the man that he will love forever and ever.

Wait for me babe. I'm coming back like I promised!

Alfred opened his eyes and found that he and the others were standing outside of a church, the church that he and his future partner will be married. "Wh-what Allistor how did you….?" Alfred was cut off with Allistor placing his hand again on his shoulder once more, "No need to say just go get ready. But first I'll let him know that you are here and safe can't let you see the bride in his dress am I right?" Allistor and everyone laughed in unison. "Yeah..thanks shee..I mean Allistor." Alfred blushed off to the side trying not to make eye contact. "Well get to it then!"

"Come on Al," Matthew gave a 'thank you' smile towards the United Kingdom brothers and grabbed one of Alfred's arms to the church for this unforgetful moment.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed! Wondering what exactly happened with Iggy's celebration find out soon! I won't be posting the next chapter until I few weeks due to school and I want to start writing more on this story. So need more time to write, so when I finish them the weekly updates will be happening. Thanks everyone see you in a few weeks!