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Both boys winced on the other line, and Alfred Scratched his chest.
"Um..hi..do you need something?" He asked, earning a raised brow from his British companion.
"Who is it?" Arthur asked, sitting up and pausing the movie.
"Kat and her..manager?" Alfred answered, covering the mic to the phone. Arthur's blood boiled and his eyes narrowed.
"Hang up." He growled.

"Well, ah...Kat has got a little alcohol problem, and he therapist said it'd be best if a close friend were to talk some sense into her...She doesn't any close friends other than me and she won't listen to a thing I say. So I was wondering if you could maybe...Talk to her...About it..." Gerard said sheepishly into the phone. Meanwhile Kat was dumping ingredients for brownies in a bowl, mixing and singing and crying all at once.

Alfred sighed and looked pleadingly at Arthur.
"Artie please-"
"No! Every time you see her something bad 'appens!" The Brit snapped.
"I'm afraid I can't.." Alfred said into the phone.

"Oh...That's unfortunate, because I'm willing to offer you 15 % of the next movie Kat is in. You'd be paid at least $ 4,000" He said with a sigh.

Alfred's breath hitched at the sound of all that money.
"Arthur he's offering me four thousand dollars!!" He said excitedly. The Briton grunted and looked away.
"Do what you want.." he grumbled.

"Hello?" Gerard asked while Kat shoved the brownie mix in the oven.

"Yeah i can..do whatever you want um..what did you want me to do again?" Alfred asked, playfully poking Arthur's side, trying to cheer up the Brit. Arthur just scoffed and stood, beginning to walk off when Alfred grabbed him and pulled him back onto his lap with a smirk.

"I just need you to talk some sense into her, really. She needs to came back down to earth. She thinks that this is all a game." Gerard huffed and Kat set the finished brownies on the counter of them to cool. She smiled at her baking ability.

"Wait you want me to come to California..? Or wherever you are?" Alfred asked, rubbing small circles on Arthur's stomach, grinning as he felt the Brit's body relax against his own.

"No, we'll come to you." Gerard assurede

Alfred nodded and sighed.
"Okay well get the guest room ready." Alfred replied, kissing Arthur lightly on his exposed collar bone.

"Thank you so much, we'll fly over first thing tomorrow." Gerard said. Kat sang proudly in the background, while eating a brownie and dancing stupidly.

((Lol Kat xD))

Alfred nodded and hung up, before turning all his attention to the cranky Brit in his lap.
"Can't believe youre letting her comeup here.." Arthur mumbled, completely ignoring Alfred, who had stopped rubbing circles on his stomach and moved his hands lower.
"Forgive me?"
"..."
"Please?"
"..always..."

.::The following morning::.

Arthur had gotten up early and given the house a good cleaning so that it was spotless, before readying the two guest rooms Alfred had, and then resting on the couch. Alfred had gone out to get some groceries.

"You did WHAT last night?!" Kat shrieked as they boarded the plane that would take her to Alfred.
"Called Alfred, he's going to talk some sense into you." Gerard said, taking her by her elbow and hauling her to her seat. Kat immediatly ordered a Bloody Mary, just to get a buzz going.
"Alfred, why Alfred!" She complained.
"He's the only person you'd listen to." Gerard said through a yawn. A few fans pointed at Kat, and she waved. Kat was such a ham.
"Me and him...We left off of sort of bad terms..." Kat grumbled, "He...Well....I....Me and him..."
"You don't have to expliane anything, Kat." Gerard said.

.:A few hours later:.

Gerard rang to doorbell to Alfred's house, tapping his foot impatiently.

Arthur perked and stood with a sigh, hoping Alfred'd be home soon. He opened the door, and didnt bother smiling at Kat, but he did somewhat smile for Gerard.
"Hullo, you must be Kat's...manager." He said, stepping aside forthem to come in, fighting the urge to kick Kat out infrot of a car on the busy street.