Gah, I actually really dislike how I write~ But I won't be able to change it unless I practise, so I'll soldier on!
"I miss Allistor" Said Ralph as he pulled a sock onto his foot
"As do I" Replied Arthur. Arthur was still sad about his loss of friends.
"Everyone is going to leave, I can feel it"
"Don't say that, you'll jinx it"
"Are you sure that's how jinxes work?" Said Ralph.
Arthur rolled his eyes and the two began making their way to the main house.
At breakfast, Arthur hardly ate. A week had passed since Allistor had gone, and the Americans were leaving on a boat this afternoon. On top of that, he hadn't seen Vlad in a while. The Romanian had said something about 'sleeping for ten years to grow' whatever that meant. It seemed like everyone was leaving.
"Hey Arthur! Why so glum?" Feliciano asked as he sat down next to Arthur
"It's nothing"
"You can tell me~"
"Are you planning on leaving anytime soon?" Asked Arthur, hoping he wouldn't get anything even remotely similar to a 'yes'. He was just making sure that no one else was going to leave. What can he say? He loved having friends.
"What do you mean? I'm going on a holiday with Lovi and nonno soon if that's what you meant"
"…fine"
"You're strange, Arthur~"
"Mm"
"And we should make pasta together!"
"No thank you… I'm not really in the mood for cooking" said Arthur, not feeling in the mood for doing anything.
Feliciano looked down trodden "Another time then?"
"Hey, Girly tea drinker, we should make pasta!" Shouted Lovino from across the room
"Feliciano already asked me and I declined, thank you" Arthur half-heartedly shouted back. He was getting annoyed now. Why couldn't they just let him mope without bringing pasta into everything?
"Fuck you!" Lovino shouted
"Fuck you t-" Arthur began, but before he could finish, there was a large crash from the front of the house. Everyone stopped talking.
"Shit… If it's Mathias again I'm going to have to do something…" Alvise spoke to himself in a low tone as he went to investigate.
When Alvise came back, he had a rather grim look on his face.
"Kurt call the doctor." He said
"Should I also contact Tino and Berwald?" Asked Kurt
"Please do"
Soon enough everyone was chattering away with their theories on what had happened. The only person in the room who had even the slightest idea of what was going on was Lukas, who wasn't talking.
"Please tell us? Pleasepleaspleaspleaseplease?" Gilbert pleaded
"No" Lukas dead-panned
"I'll give you my super-secret stash of beer?" Said Gilbert
"Douche nozzle, that's probably what caused it…" After Lukas realised that he had just given away the reason for his friend's 'might-be-serious-but-we-don't-know' accident he scolded himself and made a mental note never to talk to Gilbert again. "Shit"
"KESESE! I KNOW WHAT'S WRONG! MATHIAS IS JUST SMASHED!" Gilbert shouted loud enough for all of Britain to hear.
"That's enough! Everyone, go to school. I'll tell you what has happened to Mathias this evening, now scram!" Alvise seemed unusually wound up. Arthur didn't even think it was possible for the man to put on a serious face, let alone get mad.
The boys put on their shoes and left for school. Lovino and Feliciano, having ridden on the Badass Tomato, arrived on time while everyone else was late (and covered in mud I might add).
"Arthur, we've gotta run! That teacher lady doesn't like it when I'm late… She's like a dragon! All scaly and stuff!" Ralph said, flailing his arms.
Arthur smiled at his cousin "Do you think you can beat me to the gates?" he said pointing to the gates about fifty metres from where they were.
"You wanna go boy!? I'll beat you so hard that by the time you're there you'll be a submarine"
Before Arthur could say 'Wait… what?' Ralph was already sprinting toward the school gates.
Arthur obviously didn't want to be beaten in a race by someone half his size, so he began running as fast as he could.
Surprisingly (or not), Arthur made it to the gates before Ralph, despite the eight year old's head start.
"Fuck you pommy bastard. You're too British to win a race against me! Fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou!"
"Sucks to be you Ralph, because I just won" Arthur glared at Ralph "And I'll pretend I didn't hear you swear at me… This time"
"Oooohhh scary~" Mocked Ralph
"Shut it" Arthur said as he and Ralph parted ways, going to their separate classrooms.
"Bye Artie"
"See you after that detention you're getting"
"Wait wha-"
Down the hall, the shouts of a certain scaly teacher directed at a certain smartass Australian could be heard.
I'm sorry for the wait, I've just had some things to do recently (like argue with my mum over the cuteness of moomin mugs) I'm not particularly sure where this story is going but I'm having fun writing it. Please review~ (umm… kissys in next chappie if you do?)
And yes, I am a lazy bum.