"come on lads! They'll be here any minute!" Arthur encouraged, rushing in front of his brothers. It was plain to see that he couldn't control his worry and excitement of both of his sons coming to visit him for a week, but that didn't mean that his two, quick tempered, red-headed brothers appreciated his constant cheers to get them to rush forward towards the waiting area for their nephews to arrive. Cymru couldn't help but laugh at his twins excitement, running forward to join him, slipping his hand into Arthur's own and falling in step with the man slowing him down slightly, much to England's annoyance.
"Brawd, calm down a bit you know Alba and Shawn aren't the types to rush to places unless it's an emergency.." Cymru cooed in an attempt to calm his brothers nerves, running his thumb against the back of his twins' pale hand. "We're early don't forget we have at least another 10 minutes before they unload the plane, they will see us stood there to welcome them both don't you worry" his voice was calm matching his aura, both working together to force Arthur to slow down and get his worry under control. Looking forward both blondes saw their destination; a plain white seating area placed in front of largely over-sized windows, at the end of each seat sat a mini side table, every one decorated with magazines advertising different irrelevant products at unbelievably high prices. As Arthur slowly walked to the area both he and Cymru were over taken by two running well built men, as the Scottish and Irish men both launched at the seats with content sighs as they were finally able to sit down again, anyone would think they had walked from the house to the airport not driven here and walked towards the waiting area.
"Maybe I should have warned you both about all of the stairs that was involved with this trip, both of you are getting old now" Arthur drawled out, giggling slightly when his two lazy brothers began to cast glares at him. Shrugging Cymru dragged Arthur towards the seats before sitting down himself, tugging at his twins hand to force him to sit in his lap, which the Brit did without much hassle, he was used to this type of treatment from the Welshman. The four of them sat there for what came close to half an hour much longer than the waiting time they had been told, with each second that passed Arthur was becoming more restless.
"Where are those boys? They couldn't have gotten on the wrong plane could they?... No they use planes to travel every other week they know what planes to take... Maybe they got on a later plane and forgot to tell me or maybe they cancelled and the text hasn't come through yet or-" Arthur was cut off in his mother hen rant when Cymru reached up and tugged harshly on the hairs at the back of his head causing him to hiss slightly at the sudden pain.
"Don't worry so much Brawd, they probably have to collect their luggage" once again Arthur gave no heed to his brothers words as he stood up to look out of the window, yet again, to check if the plane had arrive. It was just the one plane stood there; a silver Canadian plane, which had been unloaded of its passengers twenty minutes ago. Arthur was about to head off and look for the two missing boys himself when he was suddenly pushed to the floor by two unknown, giggling bodies.
"MUM/DAD!" came the shouts from the two men who had jumped onto the now squashed blonde on the floor. Arthur quickly rolled over so he could see his attackers.
"Hello Lads" he greeted, his voice drenched in joy as he tried to contain his laughter at his the two boys behaviour, just like when they were children. Matthew and Keith both buried their heads into their ex-guardians shoulders taking in his sent and calm breaths, both feeling relaxed as their father/mother stroked their heads softly, the three of them forgetting where they were; in an airport waiting area, now surrounded by other people who had come to watch the spectacle, some of them worried about the blonde man who had suddenly been attacked by two fully grown men, others moving away from the three men sat of the seats laughing uncontrollably, some even cooing and taking pictures of this adorable sight in front of them.
"come on lads, let's go home... all of us" Arthur coxed his boys into standing up before going over to his brothers, who had still to stop laughing, bopping each of them on the head and marching back over to his sons, leading them towards his brothers car the other three brothers following behind them, still giggling slightly from their brothers' mini attack. As they reached the car and put away the two boys' bags, something dawned on the large family, Alba's car only had enough seats for five people and there were six of them. it was then that Cymru's smile turned evil once more as he shoved Shawn, Matthew and Keith into the back of the car, climbing into the front passengers seat, Alba sat next to him in the driver's seat, knowing already what his brother was up to he shouted out of the car at Arthur.
"Come on Artie! get in already you can sit on Cymru's lap for the ride home!" The announcement made Keith chortle at the thought of Arthur being sat on someone's lap while Matthew giggled silently, to avoid any glares his father might send their way.
"B-but isn't that illegal, I mean I could always just walk home" England spluttered out, a small blush gracing his face. sure he was used to sitting on his brothers' lap, they had all forced him to do so at one time or another because he was the youngest but he didn't want to break any laws.
"Come on mum! be a rebel!" Keith shouted, his words causing the three eldest men in the car to laugh slightly as they remembered Arthur's 'rebel days'. Arthur however saw this as a challenge, which he would gladly accept, gracefully flopping into his twins' lap, grabbing the seat-belt at the same time. Stretching the safety so that it was long enough to spread across his and Cymru's lap, not that it took much considering how thin the two men were, as the buckle clicked into place Alba swung the car into reverse, setting off at an alarming pace. Keith slammed his eyes shut as the vehicle moved, reaching for both the door handle and his brothers hand, trying to make an illusion that the car was being driven by a sane person instead of his crazy Scottish uncle, glancing sideways to look at Matthew a little bit of fear became evident on the Australians face as he saw the Canadians crazed grin 'HOW IS HE ENJOYING THIS' his mind screamed before he was jolted forward by Scotland slamming on his brakes. Alba was laughing slightly as he looked through his rear-view mirror, seeing how they shy Matthew was having the time of his life whilst the boisterous Keith looked like he was about to pass out, Shawn seemed passive to his erratic driving however 'probably nowhere near as bad as his own..' alba thought as he changed his gaze to look towards the twins his eyes widening at the sight... Arthur had almost fallen asleep whilst Cymru was stroking his siblings' hair lovingly, carefully getting rid of any knots which may have been created from their nephews 'greeting'.
"we are almost there lads! just a few more turns and we're home" Scotland announced getting a chorus of either 'awww' or 'Thank god', Cymru just nodded his head as he continued stroking Arthur's hair. Charging forward from the red light, Alba began making sharp turns yet again, trying desperately to wake his slumbering sibling up, even if he knew Arthur hadn't been sleeping properly he shouldn't sleep during the day it just made it official that he wouldn't sleep that night alas all of his attempts were denied when his ears were graced with the soft sound of Arthur's steady breathing. The house was in sit by the time Alba's final idea came into mind, quickly he pressed his foot down onto the gas pedal forcing the car to speed up from 45 mph to 70 mph, hoping his plan had worked he waited for the noises to erupt from the back of his car.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" came the loud high pitched scream he had been hoping for, as soon as the noise had begun Arthur's green eyes snapped open his body moving out of shear will to jump from his place in Cymru's lap into the back to comfort his now terrified Australian son, or at least he would have if Cymru hadn't gripped onto his waist and Alba's own had pushed down on his shoulder as he pulled up, slamming his breaks on once again to bring the car to a complete stop. Arthur quickly jumped out of the car to comfort his son, who in turn had curled up into a ball and was whimpering about wanting to get out of the small space.
"Shh, it's okay Keith, shh it's okay I'm here, mummy's here" Arthur cooed as he picked the bigger man up, carrying him bridal style out of the car, sitting down with the boy in his lap whispering comforting words into his ear as he rocked back and forth stroking the brown locks.
"mum... I don't want to get in the car again I just want to go to bed mum... please" Keith whimpered as he clung to the front of Arthur's, tremors running all over his body from the shock of going for a 'joy ride' in the small space known as a car.
"Don't worry love, that's exactly where you are going we will finish camping tomorrow" Arthur reassured the terrified nation as he threw his house keys towards his twin "Cymru can you open the door whilst I bring Keith in, Matthew can you help Cymru for me?" he waited until his other son nodded his head and chased after his Welsh uncle before picking Keith up again, taking long strides towards his house, sending Scotland a quick glare which promised pain as soon as his son was asleep.
Once the family had all entered the house, Arthur who still had Keith in his arms, headed straight up the stairs, Matthew trailing behind them. Deciding his room was the closest, Arthur entered the room asking Matthew to bring the quilt back so that he could place Keith underneath it.
"Go to sleep now son" Arthur softly ordered as he tucked the boy in, Matthew sat patiently in the chair behind him not wanting to leave his brothers' side until he had fallen asleep. The Brit gently began to hum the lullaby his brother had once sung to him when he was young, the one he had sung every night to each one of his colonies so that they may have a restful sleep, it didn't take long for Australia's erratic breaths to smooth out into a steady, calm beat informing the eldest blonde in the room that his son had fallen asleep. Carefully Arthur rose from his seat on the bed, Matthew copying his actions as he stood from the chair, both blondes silently left the room, Arthur was the last to leave, flipping the switch of he slowly bringing to door towards himself, not closing it completely so that his son, should he wake up wouldn't feel trapped within the room. Quickly the two blondes, father and son descended the stairs and entered the front room to find a tray of tea on the table and a certain red-headed driver being scolded by the two other men in the room.
"You shouldn't have done that! it was mean!" Shawn began, his voice a mixture of his usual childish self and anger for what his brother had done to their nephew
"You made the poor lad have a melt down! you know he is claustrophobic, he doesn't like riding in cars anyway but you had to fucking scare him even more!" At the swear word most people in the room flinched, they all knew that once the welsh man was angry, it took a bit to calm him down again. Acting quickly, Arthur moved forward, wrapping his arms around his twins waist. The fact that his twin was within the room must have meant that Keith was either asleep or feeling a bit better, either reason worked for Cymru as he relaxed in his twins hold before braking free and walking over to embrace Matthew, whole returned the gesture with the same amount of eagerness.
"Okay Alba, care to explain to me why you thought it was ok to one drive like a mad man and two cause my son to have a panic attack?" Arthur questioned in a monotone voice, his hands on his hips as he stared coldly into his eldest brothers' eyes.
" I drove like that to get home quickly and, and I didn't mean to make the boy have a panic attack I was trying to wake you up so you don't ruin your sleep pattern even more an-" before Alba could finish explaining his actions he was cut off by a rather loud shout which came from a certain blonde Canadian in the room.
"WHAT!" Matthew shouted as he all but ran over to his father, his hands grasping at his fathers' long sleeved shirt "what does he mean by you having a bad sleep pattern dad?" the young nation asked, his eyes scanning his fathers' face for any sign of lack of sleep.
"it's nothing much love, don't worry I just keep doing too much work, don't want to fall behind you know... your uncle just worded it wrong" Arthur lied, his hand stroking his sons worried face. well technically it wasn't completely a lie, he did sit up and do his work when he couldn't sleep hoping the boredom might knock him out. Matthew push his body forward to embrace his father, the worry still not leaving his system yet he was still confused as to what he was more worried about, his father or blood brother. noticing his sons distress Arthur wrapped his arms around the boy protecting him from whatever thoughts were haunting him at the moment.
"right who wants tea?" Shawn finally asked, trying to get rid of the silence which had captured the room, a chorus 'yes's filled the room as each person sat down, Alba in his spot on the sofa Cymru to his left and Shawn to his right each one sporting their own cup of tea whilst watching the television in front of them, one thing ever member of the Kirkland family could agree on, Doctor who was a great program, each brother had a favorite doctor and a group of colonies to agree with them. Both Arthur and Matthew sat on the other side of the room, still able to see the T.V but not cramped together like the three brothers were, Arthur sat comfortably on a chair after pulling out Matthew's favorite seat, a black leather bean bag, whenever he came to visit his father, that bean bag was brought out so that the Canadian could fully relax against something. As the program continued there were cries of laughter and quiet screeches of anger if the doctor made a mistake or if something went wrong, sadly it soon became the time for each family member to retire to their rooms; Cymru and Shawn heading up first soon followed by Alba who sent a lingering stare towards Arthur, the blonde man waving it off before he and Matthew went upstairs as well.
"I'm gonna put you in the same room as Keith for now okay love?" Arthur asked as he led his son upstairs, his hand never leaving the others grasp.
"Erm... Dad do you think you could sleep with us...just for tonight?" Matthew pleaded, his eyes begging his father to say yes. Arthur wasn't sure what to say what if he had a nightmare and woke the two boys up? but he couldn't say no to his son.
"Okay... but just for tonight" was his final answer, Matthew smiled gratefully at his father, getting changed as he waited for the man to get in first so that he was led between the two brothers.
As soon as Arthur led down in the bed both boys rolled over linking their hands with his own, their heads resting on one side of his chest as they slept. ' I swear they have a mental link' Arthur thought as he slowly began to drift into a comfortable sleep to the relaxing rhythm of his charge's breathing.
He missed this.