Arthur was shaken awake by someone the next morning. This someone happened to have red hair, green eyes and big eyebrows.
"What are you doing Allistor? Go away" Arthur groaned
"Nah, I have ta ask ya somethin'"
"What is it? I have sleeping to do"
"Why're ya wearin' make up?"
"Oh, shit really?!" Arthur sat up
"No" Allistor was stifling a laugh "but ya still look like a lass"
Arthur was worried now "Who have you been talking to?"
"Ralph. He wanted revenge for you letting the kiwi wail on him"
Allistor knew. Well isn't that just fan-tucking-fastic
"Wail… on him?" This was a new term that Arthur hadn't heard, so he was rightfully confused.
"I learned it from that American lad. The yanks have such odd slang"
Arthur just stared at him. A scot complaining about how strange American slang is was just sort of not right.
"You're Scottish"
"Yeh, what gave it away?"
There was a pause "Back on topic. You're not going to let this go are you?"
"No"
"I didn't think so" Arthur sighed "Let's go find something to do…"
"Okay, but wash your face first, you look like shit"
"You're such a joy to be around" Said Arthur sarcastically
"You're welcome"
While he was getting dressed, Arthur remembered something "You've never given me any stuffed animals have you?"
"I gave you the green bunny rabbit" Said Allistor, slightly impressed that Arthur would recall such a thing; it had been just over ten years since he'd given Arthur the toy. It was a bribe to get Arthur to stop crying over something, a scraped knee maybe?
"Oh? So that's where she came from. And here I thought she'd been given to me my some fairies" said Arthur.
Allistor laughed "That's great! You're so funny Artie!"
Arthur blushed. He had been entirely serious. The two were currently exploring the farmland Allistor's family had purchased. There were a shit ton of cows and trees.
They stopped in front of a particularly large oak "This looks like a good climbing tree" said Allistor
"Fine, but when we get back to your house we're listening to the radio" said Arthur. Truth be told he didn't like climbing much as it messed up his nice clean clothes
"I wouldn't have it any other way, love" said Allistor
"Love?" Arthur was confused why had Allistor called him that?
"Love."
"Gay" Arthur liked that word. It felt nice to say.
Allistor smiled at Arthur "So gay"
The two boys were now watching the sky from a hole in the leaves "Did you know that the Americans are moving back to the states?" Said Allistor
Arthur's face fell "Oh. That's a shame, I really like them. Do you know why they're going?"
"I think the parents are splitting up. I heard one is going to stay in Canada"
Arthur got even sadder "I wonder why? They seemed so happy"
"Sometimes everything just turns to shit." Stated Allistor bluntly, having experienced something similar to what was happening to the Jones' at the moment.
"Promise you won't go, okay?" Said Arthur looking at Allistor "If any more people leave I think my mind might break"
Allistor gave Arthur a hug (well, as close you can get to a hug when you're sitting in a tree).
"Don't be a pussy, Arthur. Ya know I can't promise I won't leave, but even if I or anyone else does, I'm certain you'll just be stronger the next time we meet. Ya're that kind of a lad"
"You're kind of a douche."
"I never said I wasn't"
Arthur knew Allistor moved around a lot, it was just one of those things. Allistor's family were never very good at staying in one place, but somehow, Arthur's Scottish might-be relative always managed to find time to visit him.
"If you leave I'll miss you" Said Arthur
"I'm sure I'd miss you more"
For the rest of the afternoon they sat in the tree talking about what they'd do if they ran the world and how much better everything would be if everyone could just get along. Soon enough it was dark and significantly colder. It had been cold to begin with so yeah. It was super cold.
Arthur sneezed "I have to go back; they'll be worried if I stay out for too long"
"Okay, I'll walk you back" said Allistor. He wasn't even shivering; really, he was much too resistant to the cold for it to be normal.
When they arrived, it was getting on 5:30 and Arthur had to wash up and do some chores before dinner. The warm glow of the house was comforting. It reminded Arthur that even in the cold and darkness, there could be a nice, warm house filled with happiness, just waiting to be cleaned.
"good-" Arthur turned to say goodbye to his friend but was instead met with a peck on the lips.
"There's some things I didn't tell you." Allistor paused "this news isn't so fabulous. I'm moving to Glasgow in a few days. I'll be packing and getting ready to leave so I probably won't be going to school so I'm saying this now, I really, really like you Arthur"
Arthur was dumbfounded and before he could even think properly, Allistor had bolted
"This sucks." Said Arthur
And Arthur was right this did suck. It sucked big time. His long-time best friend was leaving, possibly for good, never mind the other stuff and Arthur hadn't even said a proper goodbye. Arthur felt like he was being torn to bits.
After banging his head against the brick wall in frustration, he decided to stop killing his brain cells and go inside for some tea.
I'm so sorry I haven't updated for two weeks, I just had to finish some things. Well, I'm now on holiday, so no more laziness for me, I love you all, you make me happy~ Please review I'm needing some positive feedback after that English assessment *groans* Why they addressed a third person story like it's written in first person is beyond me *shakes head* English teachers amirite?