Sorry this chapter is a little longer, i felt i needed to put everyone's point of view in here. It makes a point, sorta.
I flew around and had fun for a while. Then the fairies who I was playing with said I should go home it was getting late. I did not want to. After a while I closed my eyes and I fell from the sky. The unicorn carried me home and i could feel my transport change from a soft unicorn's back to arms and then to a bed. I was deep asleep and did not wake through the whole ordeal. I slept in the next day.
I was starting to get worried about Alfred. He had not come to ask me for dinner and I was very worried. I got up and started walking to the door when I heard a tap on the door. Once I opened the door, to my great surprise was a unicorn with a sleeping Alfred on its back.
"Alfred!" I ran threw the door wrapping my arms around him and a fairy spoke as I did so.
"Arthur, he simply passed out, he will be fine. Dont ask him what happened today though. He doesn't want to tell you or Francis."
"He see's you doesn't he? All of you?"
"I will leave that for him to say. Have a good day Arthur."
I carried the sleeping boy into his room and tucked him in. I stayed in his room after I called Francis to tell him that Alfred was home. I watched the boy sleep thankful he was alright and that he was home. I didn't even eat that night. Being to worried about Alfred was eating at me. In the middle of the night Francis came home carrying a sleeping Matthew. He took Matthew to his room before coming back.
"Angleterre, go eat, i will watch Alfred"
"No! I must stay with him"
"Non, Angleterre, go eat, if something happens i will call you, go have some tea. I turned the stove on and put the tea leaves in for you."
"...fine..."
He smiled and pushed me out of the room and sat in the same place i was sitting. I reluctantly went downstairs and poured the tea that was already done and then made some fish'n'chips. I need something good desperately. Slowly as my dinner cooked i drank my cup of tea. I ate some of the food i cooked and drank my third cup of tea. Re-filing my cup and filling another cup i brought it up to Alfred's room.
"Frog?"
"oui?"
"you want some tea and fish?"
"sure, sounds good"
I smiled and brought it in handing him the other tea-cup and setting the plate down before i grabbed a chair sitting next to him. He smiled as he drank the tea
"why must you have such good food?"
"I think your food is good, weird but good."
He smiled and took a bite of the fish and wrapped one arm around me comfortingly. I leaned into the embrace glad to have him there. Slowly i sipped my tea.
I did eat Arthur's food happily, i was glad he brought me something even if it was leftovers. His food i have always liked, his tea most of all. I wrapped my arm around him to show him i am here for him, and also for him to know i care. I saw his hand go slightly limp and i took the cup from his hand placing the two cups and now clean plate on the ground and held him in my arms. I watched him sleep a while. He looked so peaceful and happy.
"bonne nuit Angleterre*"
Slowly i lost conciousness holding Arthur and I too fell asleep. Last i looked it was three A.M. I hope to sleep well.
bonne nuit Angleterre- French for good night England