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Welcome to Fever Lake

Welcome to the lower birth,
The greatest show unearthed:
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze -
Madness, murder, dismay!
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete

'The Greatest Show Unearthed' by Creature Feature

"Arthur sweetie." Called a voice. "Time to wake up. We're here." Arthur slowly opened his eyes and yawned. His mother was smiling down at him and gently shaking him awake.

"What time is it?" Arthur muttered as he rubbed his eyes and stretched.

"It's one in the afternoon, East Australian time." She said.

Arthur pouted. "Why did we have to move to Australia?" He said. "It was just fine in England. It wasn't so bloody hot."

His mother sighed and opened the car door. "When you're done being all grumpy come out side and have a look at the house."

Arthur rolled his eyes and looked out the window. 'Bloody hell.' He thought. 'Arthur Kirkland, a bloody English kid living in bloody Australia. Not only that, but we had to move to some back water, farming town called Fever Lake… What the hell kind of place would call a town Fever Lake?' He yawned again and got out of the car.

He was instantly hit with a wave of heat. He hated it so much. He looked at his new house and sighed. It was a single story house with a tin roof. It was nothing like his old house in England. He went inside and quickly found what he assumed was his room. He sat down in it and tried to fall asleep. But it was too hot. His mother came in and smiled at him. "Maybe you should go walk around and meet the neighbours."

Arthur was too tired to complain. He got up and went outside. Once again there was the blistering heat. He shouldn't have worn long pants and a long shirt today. He started to walk down the street and sighed. "How long until I die of heat stroke?"

"Dude! Why are you wearing that?" Called a voice. Arthur turned to see a boy around his age wearing a singlet, a pair of board shorts and flip flops (in Australia they are actually called thongs, and thongs are called G-strings… but for obvious purposes they are going to be called flip flops okay?) . He had blue eyes, blond hair and wore glasses.

"Because I am." Said Arthur. "You got a problem with that you git?"

The boy's eyes lit up. "Dude you're like totally from England aren't you?" Arthur nodded. "That's like totally super cool!" Cried the boy. "I'm Alfred by the way. If you're moving into that house that means we're going to be neighbours!"

One word went through Arthur's mind. 'FUCK!' Alfred grabbed Arthur's arm and dragged him into his house. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" Cried Arthur.

Alfred rolled his eyes. "I'm just trying to make sure you don't die out there! It's like a billion degrees in the shade out there! I'm going to give you some cloths to borrow."

"I don't need your bloody cloths! I have my own damn it!"

Alfred just laughed at him. "Dude by the end of the week you're going to end up swapping cloths with everyone. It's just what we do here. We borrow heaps of stuff from each other… Just don't let anyone borrow your undies because that's just gross."

Arthur felt like he was going to die. 'Great… I'm living in a back water, farming, cloths swapping town… and Alfred is my neighbour… FUCK MY LIFE!' Alfred had dragged Arthur into his room and was now going through a box of cloths. He held up a blue tank top and camouflage shorts.

"These should fit." Said Alfred. "I grew out of them like two years ago… maybe three." He passed them to Arthur who just sighed.

"Where is the bathroom?"

"It' the only room in the house that has a shower." Said Alfred. "Hurry up and change. I wanna show you around!"

Arthur sighed and walked down the hall into the only room with a shower. AKA the bathroom. He quickly changed into the cooler cloths and was surprised at how much better he felt. They were loose fitting but weren't so loose that they would fall down or something.

He carried his cloth back to Alfred's room. "Where do I put these?"

"Just leave them on the bed!" Said Alfred. "Oh, right… that reminds me, I need to pick up my little brother."

"… How did me leaving my clothes on your bed remind you of your brother?"

Alfred shrugged. "It just did okay?" Alfred's eyes went dark. "That fucking retard had better not try anything on him or I swear I'll fucking smash his skull into the nearest spike."

"Um… are you okay?" Asked Arthur. Alfred looked at him, his eyes were back to normal.

"You say something Iggy?" He asked.

"You just, never mind… Did you just call me Iggy?"

"Totally." Beamed Alfred. "Now come on! I wanna show you around (and get my brother back from that fucker)."

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They walked around for a bit and Alfred pointed out some things. The town wasn't very big, so the tour ended pretty quickly. But as they walked around Arthur noticed that there weren't that many kids around… or many people for that matter. But Alfred had a simple explanation for that. "Dude everyone is either at work or at home, but lots of us kids either hang out at Kiku's place, the Vargas place, the Beilschmidt place or by the… no… no one goes there… Let's head over to the Vargas house."

So that's where they went. Arthur was absolutely amazed by the size of the house… no calling this a house would be like calling the queen a girl in a paper crown. This was a bloody mansion. Alfred laughed at Arthur's stunned face. "What's so funny you bloody git?" Asked Arthur.

"Did you think we all lived in those single story crap shacks?" Alfred asked. "No… well most of us do but the Vargas, Beilschmidt and Kiku's families have been living here for years… Ever since the gold rush apparently. Did you know Fever Lake used to be a mining town?"

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Obviously I didn't."

Alfred shrugged and opened the gate to the backyard. "Don't give me that look. We do this all the time. We'll just leave if no one's home. No harm done." Arthur sighed and followed Alfred. The backyard was amazing and huge! The backyard was bigger than the mansion. There was a huge herb and tomato garden that easily took up half the yard. "Anyone home?" Called Alfred.

An urban haired boy jumped up from the tomato garden and beamed. "Alfred!" He exclaimed as he ran over to him. "So good to see you again ve."

"Sup Feli. This is Arthur." He pointed to Arthur and Feliciano's eyes went huge.

"Ve... I wondered where my tank top went." He said as he pulled on the blue fabric.

"I thought you said this was yours." Arthur said coldly to Alfred, who just shrugged.

"Mine, Feliciano's it's all good." Alfred turned his attention back to Feliciano. His eyes went dark again. "Is he here?"

Feliciano nodded. "But Mattie is with Lovino at the moment. Gilbert, Francis and Antonio are on the Xbox." Alfred's eyes went back to normal.

"That's grate dude… What's with the tomatoes?"

"Ve. I'm making pasta for lunch, a late lunch. Do you and Arthur want to stay?"

"Dude that would be like so awesome!" He turned to Arthur. "Now you can meet some of the other people and get fed at the same time. Sweet hu?" Arthur didn't have time to reply before he was dragged into the house.

Feliciano lead them to the living room where everyone was. There was a brunet with green eyes harassing a boy who looked a lot like Feliciano. "Let me go tomato bastard!" Screeched the harassed.

The green eyed boy just laughed and pulled the screaming boy into his lap. "But Lovi. You are just too cute!"

"Antonio." Said a blond with a thick French accent that made Arthur's skin crawl. "You should let him go or he might just claw your eyes out."

"Lovino wouldn't do that to me Francis. Right Lovi?" Antonio asked the boy in his lap.

"Don't put it past me you tomato fucking, cock sucking, paedophilic bastard!" Snapped Lovino.

"Ve, where's Ludwig?" Asked Feliciano.

"Bathroom." Said Francis. He looked over at Arthur and beamed. "Well, well, well. Who is this?" Antonio and Lovino temporarily stopped struggling and looked over at Arthur.

"I'm Arthur." Said Arthur. "I just moved to town."

Antonio tilted his head. "Aren't those my shorts?"

Alfred shrugged. "I guess."

Arthur was about to punch Alfred when something brushed past his cheek. He turned to see it was Francis. When did he get so close? "So Alfred has shown you around?" He asked. "I bet he hasn't shown you the best spots to make out yet. I would be more than happy to show you."

Arthur pushed him away. "BLOODY FROG! STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!"

"The tea bastard is right." Said Lovino. "Leave him alone wine bastard."

Francis laughed. "Well they don't call us the bad touch trio for nothing."

"Doesn't a trio usually consist of three people?" Questioned Arthur.

"But of course." Said Francis. "There is me, Antonio and Gilbert."

"Speaking of Gilbert." Growled Alfred. "Where is he? And where is my brother?"

"Calm the fuck down hamburger bastard." Snapped Lovino. "Gilbert wouldn't dare touch him."

"Someone said my name." Called a voice from the doorway and in walked a boy with red eyes and silver hair. "What's up? Matthew wanted to see the roof garden." He pointed to the boy that looked a hell of a lot like Alfred. He was holding a huge stuffed polar bear in one hand and clinging to Gilbert's arm with the other.

"Matthew." Growled Alfred. "Get away from him. Now." Matthew looked at Alfred then back at Gilbert. Gilbert nodded and Matthew quickly walked over to Alfred and latched onto his arm.

"Who's the guy with the mother fucking huge eyebrows?" Asked Gilbert.

"Tea bastard." Said Lovino. "For fuck's sake let me go tomato bastard!"

"Never!" Said Antonio. "Not until you say it."

"NEVER!" Screamed Lovino. "I'd rather suck face with Francis!"

"You called?" Asked Francis.

"GO TO HELL WINE BASTARD!" Screamed Lovino as he tried to kick Francis in the face.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" Asked Arthur.

"Well you see." Said Gilbert. "Antonio and Lovino are dating but Lovino has never once said that he's in love with Antonio. So Antonio is doing everything he can to make him say it. You want in on the jack pot?"

"The what?" Asked Arthur. Gilbert grinned.

"The jack pot. All you need is a day, a month and place your bet. If you win you get five hundred dollars, so far." Gilbert looked over at Matthew. "Matthew wins if Lovino says it before the end of the month."

"Don't look at him you jerk." Hissed Alfred. Arthur by this point had concluded that Alfred had a brother complex of some kind. Matthew whispered something into Alfred's ear. "Oh, right. This is Arthur. He lives in the house next to us." Matthew nodded and stayed silent.

"So are you going to make a bet or not Arthur?" Asked Gilbert.

Arthur shrugged. "I guess so."

Gilbert clapped his hands. "Brilliant. Let's just wait till my little brother gets back and we can do business." As if on cue a tall, muscular blond walked into the room. "Ludwig we got another entry!"

Ludwig shrugged and walked into the kitchen. Gilbert and Arthur followed. Feliciano was already there boiling pasta. "Ve, Ludwig!" Cried Feliciano as he hugged the blond. Ludwig blushed a little and pushed Feliciano away. Feliciano smiled and went back to his pasta.

Ludwig pulled a black book and a pen from his back pocket and flipped to a blank page. "Full name." He said.

"Arthur Kirkland."

He quickly scribbled away. "Day and month."

Arthur thought for a second. "Sunday a week from now."

Ludwig quickly wrote that down. "Minimum bet is five dollars."

"Then I'll bet five dollars." Said Arthur.

Ludwig wrote that down and put the book and pen away. "I'll get the money from you tomorrow."

"Ve, what do you think of Fever Lake so far?" Asked Feliciano.

Arthur shrugged. "It's okay I guess. It's just too hot."

"I know right?" Asked Gilbert. "So unawesome."

"Gilbert? I have a question for you." Said Arthur. Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "What's with Alfred? Does he have a brother complex or something? And what's with Matthew?"

"Alfred is just an over controlling freak and Matthew… I promised him I wouldn't say." Said Gilbert.

"It's not nice to talk about other people behind their backs." Said Feliciano. His back was turned to them. "Bad things will happen. How I hate people like that."

"Um… I was just wondering… That's all." Said Arthur.

Ludwig looked over at Feliciano. "It's also not nice to freak out people who just moved here." He said.

Feliciano turned around and smiled. "You're right. Sorry Arthur. There's nothing wrong with being a little curious." His eyes went dark. "But you really should learn to ask the right questions…" He turned back to the stove and sighed. "The pasta is almost done. Get everyone into the dining room. I also made garlic bread."

"Sweet." Said Gilbert. He stuck his head out the door. "Oi lunch is ready! Get your lazy butts into the dining room!"

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Arthur was in a world of bliss. Feliciano was an amazing cook. While he was eating he took the time to have a good look at everyone.

Francis seemed like a huge pervert. Scratch that… he was a huge pervert.

Antonio seemed okay, just a little over affectionate towards Lovino.

Lovino was one foul mouthed kid. He swore like a sailor and threw a fit every time Antonio tried to talk to him.

Alfred… obnoxious and a loud mouth.

Matthew just seemed really shy and quite. But seemed to have attachment issues.

Gilbert also seemed like a loud mouth but seemed like a good person. Maybe not who knew?

Ludwig. Gilbert's younger brother. He seemed way older than Gilbert. He was quiet and didn't really talk unless spoken too.

And Feliciano… What to say about him? He seemed like a good kid. A little odd but a good kid.

"Say it Lovi." Said Antonio.

"FUCK OFF!" Screamed Lovino.

"I would be more than happy to fuck you Lovi." Said Francis.

"GO AWAY!" Screamed Antonio and Lovino in unison.

Francis just laughed and went back to eating his pasta. Suddenly Ludwig spoke. "So Arthur what do you know about the town?"

Everyone went quiet and looked at Arthur. They all seemed really tense and shocked. "Um… All I really know is that the town is named after the lake." Said Arthur honestly.

Everyone in the room seemed to relax. "Ve, that's good." Said Feliciano. He got up and stretched. "I'm going to take a siesta."

"So get the fuck out of our house." Snapped Lovino. "This means you tomato bastard."

Alfred got up and Matthew quickly ran to his side. "Come on Arthur." He said.

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So Arthur, Matthew and Alfred walked back. Matthew kept whispering into Alfred's ear. "Yes Matthew… No… Why would he? Still doesn't change the fact that he's a pervert and want's to molest you… No I'm not… Well I don't care we're taking the short cut… Fine we'll take the long way… No I don't think you're a wimp."

'Well this isn't weird at all' Thought Arthur. 'Wonder how long until I can move away from this freak show?'

TBC

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