Shinigami-cat: Well... Next chapter... I OWN NOTHING!

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Francis's trial didn't last long. No one pressed any charges and he was sentenced to two months under house arrest and six weeks community service. Arthur suspected that Gilbert had a hand in reducing Francis's sentence but that was to be expected. After all Gilbert was still Francis's friend. On the down side... Gilbert wouldn't shut up about his new scar. Strangely enough it looked a little like a bird. He called it his Prussian eagle.

"It's so freaking awesome!" Said Gilbert with a smirk as he twirled his pen between his fingers. "It' like a tattoo but without the ink! It's awesome."

Arthur glared at Gilbert over the top of his book. "I swear if you don't shut up I will beat you to death with this book."

Antonio laughed as he scratched his head. "I wouldn't put it past him Gilbert."

Lovino growled and slammed his work book shut. "Stop picking at it." He snapped. "You'll have to get more fucking stitches damn it." That's right, Francis had wacked Antonio in the head with the blunt end of the axe and Antonio had to get sixteen stitches.

"But it's itchy!" Whined Antonio. "And the cream I have to put on it smells like bleach! I don't like it! I can't even wash my hair until I get them taken out! I don't like it!"

Lovino rolled his eyes. "Quit your bitching. I had to fucking walk around with a fucking leg cast for about two months after I fell down that cliff so shut up."

Arthur frowned. "You broke your leg?"

"Ve he did three years ago." Piped in Feliciano. "He shouldn't have tried to climb up that cliff."

"Shut up!" Snapped Lovino. "The only reason I was even climbing up there was to get away from you and the potato bastard!"

Ludwig rolled his eyes. "You were just being childish."

"Shut up!" Snapped Lovino. "It was all your fault and you know it!"

Alfred laughed and leaned back in his chair. "Then you should be thanking Ludwig. If you didn't get pissed at him and brake your leg, Antonio wouldn't have hung out with you. In other words... Ludwig is the reason you and Antonio are together."

Antonio grinned. "He's right! Thanks Ludwig!"

"YOU BASTARDS!" Cried Lovino. "YOU ALL SET ME UP!"

Ludwig sighed and looked down at his maths book. "Okay then..."

Arthur chuckled to himself. It was weird how everyone was acting but it wasn't that bad. No one seemed to care that Francis had almost blew up the whole place and threatened to kill everyone. That was just how it worked in the town... Everyone just seemed to forget...

'Oh God... this is just like what happened to Kiku isn't it? Are we all just going to forget and move on with our lives like nothing ever happened? We can't... We just can't let something like that happen.'

"You should just forget Arthur." Whispered Matthew. There was a hint of something sinister in his eyes. "That's the way things work here... Just live through and forget about it."

Arthur gulped and quickly looked around the room. Didn't anyone else notice this? "What are you talking about Matthew?"

Matthew giggled and chewed on the end of his pen. "Everyone always forgets eventually... It's just a fact. Don't fight it just let it happen... It's easier to forget then remember... Don't even remember yesterday. Just focus on today. Never remember yesterday... it will only lead to pain and suffering."

Arthur frowned. "What are you on about you crazy git? Have you lost it?"

Matthew nodded and grinned. "A while ago actually... When I was attacked it kind of drove me insane... just a little bitty bit." He ran his tongue over his teeth and giggled.

Arthur averted his gaze. If Matthew wanted to be creepy he could do that all he wanted, but he sure as hell wasn't going to watch him.

Suddenly Lovino wacked Antonio in the back of the head with a text book. "Stop picking at it you idiot bastard!" Snapped Lovino. "It'll get infected and you'll have whatever's left of your brain removed!"

"That'll hurt!" Cried Antonio. "Besides I need that to live!"

Gilbert chuckled. "You sure?"

Antonio thought for a second and nodded. "Pretty sure."

Everyone giggled a little at the comment. Suddenly Alfred sighed and slammed his hand down on the table. "Okay people! It's time for the club meeting! Today we are playing would you rather! If you refuse to answer you have to eat what's in the mystery box!" Alfred pulled out a shoe box with a question mark painted on it. Everyone looked at the box with disgust. Whatever was in it was bound to be greasy. "So who wants to go first?"

Gilbert chuckled. "Okay, Antonio. Would you rather... be killed by being run over by a steam roller very slowly starting at your toes, or be covered in honey and have ants eat you?"

Antonio sighed and tapped his chin like he was in deep thought. "I'd say... Steam roller because it would be over quicker than having a bunch of ants eat me... Now Gilbert-"

"No way Antonio!" Said Gilbert. "Can't tip the butcher back. Choose someone else."

Antonio pouted. "Fine... Ludwig would you rather be hit by a car or eaten by lions?"

"Hit by a car." Said Ludwig immediately. "It would be quicker and I might survive... Alfred, here's the scenario; there is a cat tied to the train tracks and a train is speeding towards it. At the same time there is a joey about to be bitten by a death adder. You only have time to save one of them. Would you rather save the cat or the joey?"

Alfred's jaw dropped. "Wh... what? Save a cat or save a joey? YOU MONSTER!"

"What the bloody hell is a joey?" Asked Arthur.

"Ve, it's a baby kangaroo!" Said Feliciano. "They are so cute! They are so skinny and they jump around like grass hoppers... or rabbits! But rabbits are annoying. We have to set lots of traps and put out poison in the summer to stop them from eating our tomatoes. Isn't that right fratello?"

Lovino groaned and face palmed. "Don't remind me... fucking tea bastards brought those fuzzy bastards over with them when they first came here... Now grandpa makes me clean those stupid pests out of the traps... it's fucking disgusting."

Feliciano pulled a face. "Remember when you didn't check the traps for a week and when you checked there was one with maggots crawling out of its eyes and mouth."

Lovino shuddered. "It was ripped in half too. Fuck it smelt ferrel. It was fucking gross."

"THE JOEY!" Cried Alfred. "I'D SAVE THE JOEY! BECAUSE THE CAT WOLD DIE INSTANTLY BUT THE JOEY WOULD DIE AFTER A FEW MINUTES!"

"... Damn. Any louder burger bastard?" Asked Lovino.

"Shut up!" Snapped Alfred. "It was a tough choice... Arthur! Would you rather die by... getting set of fire or drowning?"

Arthur frowned. "What the bloody hell? I rather not die at all! There's no way I could choose between them. Those options are stupid!"

Alfred laughed and pushed the question mark box towards Arthur. "Okay then. Eat what's in the box."

Arthur gulped and opened the box inside was a brown rectangular cake covered in coconut. "What the bloody hell?"

Gilbert looked into the box and frowned. "You bastard Alfred. Why the hell did you put in a lamington? That isn't gross at all!"

Alfred shrugged. "Well Mattie made a whole bunch the other day and he suggested I use one of them so whatever."

Arthur looked at the lamington then at Matthew. The Canadian was rolling a pencil across the table. 'I wonder if this is safe to eat. Maybe later... Or never... It's probably poisoned.'

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When Arthur finally got home his mother had left him a note. Apparently she wasn't going to be in town for two day meaning he was left home alone for two nights. Sweet. But his mother had left him specific instructions not to do the following; no parties, no girls (or boys), no drinking and no ritual animal sacrifices of any kind. Seriously his mother had watched 10 things I hate about you one too many times.

It was around seven that it started to rain again. Arthur still couldn't believe how quickly the weather changed in this country. But he got bored and decided to call Francis. Even if he was under house arrest he could still answer the phone right?

"Hello? This is Francis speaking."

"Hey frog." Said Arthur.

"Oh Arthur! How nice to hear from you. What's up? And please make it quick. I'm only allowed to talk to people for no more than five minutes at a time or the phone cuts out."

"Okay then... I just wanted to know how everything's going. How's life under house arrest?"

"I can't complain. I just can't leave the house at all. I can't even get the mail! It's so annoying... Anyway Gilbert's told me you lost the game today and I mean the club game not the game game."

Arthur shrugged. "Well whatever. It's not that big a deal. It's not like I had to eat a disgusting hamburger... Actually... You know how you went a little crazy and thought that the Beilschmidt's were behind everything? Well I was wondering if there was anything else you found out. About the early history of the town."

"Well... I did read about an early string of murders that happened at the end of the gold rush. They were all pretty gruesome... and they were all centred around the tree grate families."

Arthur's jaw dropped. "What?"

"That's right. And the strange thing was that it was all the first born children of those families too. The first born from the Beilschmidt's was found trampled to death by some large animal. The first born from the Vargas house was ripped apart by some kind of large dog. Then the first born from the Kiku's died of hypothermia. Even stranger was that they all were found out in the bush."

"Really?" Asked Arthur. "Why do you think that is?"

"I don't know Arthur. I just don't know. Oh sorry I have to go! My Father just got home. See you in a few months Arthur."

Arthur sighed. "Okay bye Francis." He hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen to find something to eat. After looking through the cupboards and found some two minute noodles. He had just poured the boiling water in when the doorbell rang. Arthur frowned and walked over to the door.

He walked over to the door and unlocked it. As soon as he did the door almost flew open. Arthur was glad that he still had the chain on the door or he would have been hit in the face. He looked through the crack and his jaw dropped outside was Matthew. He was smiling and holding a tuppawear container.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here Matthew?" Asked Arthur. "It's bloody raining out there!"

Matthew giggled and smiled. "Well my mum told me to bring you some dinner since your mum's out of town for a while."

"How did she know that?" Asked Arthur.

"Our mum knows your mum." Said Matthew. He began to pull on the chain. "So come on... Let me in Arthur... It's cold outside... Let me in."

Arthur shook his head. "Go home Matthew. I've got some two minute noodles. I don't need anything."

"Don't be silly Arthur." Giggled Matthew. "You need way more than that Arthur. Just let me in and I'll heat it up for you. It's not hamburgers it's part of a pot roast. So come on Arthur... Let me in..."

"Go away." Said Arthur. "I don't want any. Tell your mother I'm grateful but I don't need it."

Matthew's eyes darkened and a twisted smirk stretched across his face. "Come on Arthur. Let me in already. At least let me borrow an umbrella or something! It's raining out here! Let me in!"

"Get the hell out of here!" Cried Arthur. Matthew was really starting to scare him now.

Matthew growled and began to pull even harder on the chain. "Let me in Arthur. Let me in now!"

Arthur shook his head. "No! Go away Matthew! Just go away!"

"NO! LET ME IN!"

"GO AWAY!" Screamed Arthur. He slammed the door on Matthew's hand. "GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!"

"I'm sorry!" Cried Matthew as he tried to pull his hand back through the door. "I'm sorry Arthur! I'm sorry! Please it hurts!"

"GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!"

Slowly Matthew pulled his hand out of the door. "I'm sorry Arthur! I'm sorry!"

Arthur locked the door and ran to his room. He closed the door and locked it. "Fucking hell! What the fuck?" He pulled the covers over his head and shivered. "What the hell is wrong with him? He's fucking insane!" Arthur slept with the lights on that night.

TBC

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