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Arthur chuckled.
"I was going out with Scott, to help him withhis paper but I'm not sure now.." he said, eyeing Riley's picket.
"Scott?! Yeah man gohave fun! If you need a ride home just ask!" Alfred said, a goofy grin on his face.
"Riley will you be okay with Alfred here?" he asked, then remembering he had dinner withhis mother. Alfred cocked his head, seeing the brit's frown.
"Mum's coming over for dinner, remember Alfred?" he said, picking up a phone. He dialed a number and walked into the living room. Alfred watches him go then smiles back at Riley. A few minutes later Arthur retuned.
"Alright she said another night would work better for her too...and scot said he'd go,"Arthur mumbled the last part. Alfred grinned, and fistpumped.
"Yeah! I'll feed Riley tonight and we'well be waiting for you later." The American said cheerily. The was a loud honk outside an Arthur opened the door and trotted outside, hopping into the car and driving off.

I smiled and watched as Arthur ran to the car, it was good for him to relxe a bit, he looks tense... I thought my eyes trailing from his neck to his legs. I flinched at my own observation and sighed "Guess it's you and me tonight Alfie" I smiled. Just then a huge dog came at me, wagging it's tail and yipping happily. My pupils got big anf I musti've jumped ten feet off of the ground, because I somehow managed to land directly in Alfred's arms "A-a d-d-dog..." I stammered, gripping the tall boy's neck..

Alfred jumped a bit when Riley landed in his arms. He grinned widely as the mutt trotted over and sniffed Rikey's show. She barked happily, licking at her show to be petted.
"Yeah! This is Shay, I adopted her before I came here." Alfred said, putting Riley down.
"Well...now we wait."

Four long hours later...

Multiple loud honks rang out down the road, it wad twelve o'clock at night. Alfred laughed, watching the car swerve down the road and screech to a stop infront of the house.
"Here he is." he stated happily then hearing tw door burst open.
"B'BYE SCOTTY MA'BOY!" he heard Arthur shout. Alfred leaned over to Riley before the drunken Brit entered the room.
"He's a bit bipolar when he's drunk, so be careful." the American warned with a wink.

I nodded and watched as the brit staggered towards us. He swayed and cursed and laughed like someone had just told him the funniest joke he'd ever heard "Oh, Arthur, you're so drunk!" I chuckled patting his back lightly, "C'mon let's get him inside" I told Alfred, directing Iggy inside to the warmth and heat. "You're gonna' feel this tommarow" I laughed, referring to the mjor hang over he was going to have. As we walked I eyed Shay very catiously and tried to look buisy so the dog wouldn't approach me. My parents never let me have a dog and the only other time i'd come in contact with a dog was when it was atop me, trying to rip my face off. I gulped and then turned my attention back to Arthur.

Arthur grinned drunkenly and winked at Riley, before wrabbin his ark around her waist.
"'Allo lass wan'ta drink?" he asked, kissing Riley on her cheek. Seeing Rily's expression Alfred burst into laughter.
"Common Iggy, we need to get you some water, you look really thirsty." Alfred mentioned, grabbing Arthur's hand before the grit pulled away.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! I'm from the bloody uni'ed kingdom and I say imnot thirsty!" he insisted, pullin the others close o him and spinning in large circles.
"Darn I feel li'ka bloody 'merican' GOD bless enguhlaaaaaand laaand of the teeaa!" He sang proudly, causing alfred to laugh even harder. Arthur flopping down onto the couch and began mumbling to himself.
"And..Was like...BABY BABY BABY ohhh!" he randomly shouted, holding a candle like a microphone. Alfred smiled and walked over to soy next to Arthur on the couch. Arthur stretched his arm over the Americans shoulder and lay his head on his chest, before giggling.
"Heh your chest has a thump to it..." the Britishman said poking his chest.

My face must've turned bright red when he kissed my cheek, but then I started laughing, his drunkness was like a virus. I laughed until my stomach hurt "Oh...My...God!" I managed betweeen laughs "Arthur! You're gonna' have to WORST hang over in the morning" I giggled, trying hard to silence my laughter. I walked over to him and sat on the couch next to him "Dude, you need some hot food in you, and quick, it'll clear your head" I was no stranger to drunkness, and (in past experiance) I'd learned that if you ate something while drunk the hang over was never that bad. I scooted off of the couch and trotted to the kitchen. I looked through the pantry and came out with an easy mac. Good old American food. I smiled at my thought and popped the mac n' cheese in the microwave. After three minuets I pulled it out, mixed in the cheese and popped a spoon in. The food smelt wonderful, so I took a bite of it then walked over to Arthur and Alfred. "Here, now eat this you drunken Brittish person" I giggled handing him the semi-hot container.

Arthur pouted, seeing the food.
"But I'dun like 'meric'n food.." he said loudly, stickin out his lower lip. Alfred laughed harder, and reached for the container.
"I'll get him to eat it later." he said, between laughs. Arthur grabbed Riley's hand and pulled her back down on the couch, awfully close, and hugged her.
"We." he stated pulled Alfred's head down onto his chest.
"Should have a cuddle party." he whispered then jumped up, laughing. Alfred chuckled, face bright red.
"I like you guys. So much!" he exclaimed happily, pulling Riley into a kiss. Alfred colonies to laugh, though quieter now. Arthur ended the kiss, and grabbed Alfred and kissed him swell. Alfred stared at him for a moment, before Arthur pulled away and pushed the two of them back on the couch, before flopping down between them.

I couldn't even count hw many times that I'd thought about kissing Arthur, but never like this. He tasted like alcohal and tea, nothing to what he usually smelt like. I was a bit taken aback by his action, and it looked at if Alfred was too "Maybe we should get you in bed Arthur" I said, trying to sound up beat "So you don't say or do anything that you'll regret later" I looked at Alfred and then back at Arthur. Arthur was too heavy for me, even if I was a half inch taller than him. "Come on!" I said standing up "Time for bed!" I grabbed Arthur by his hand and tried to pull him up from the couch, but I couldn't move him by myself.

Arthur frowned, suddenly looking sad.
"Oh but I'm not tireeeed!" he complained, then was picked up by Alfred.
"Riley's right. You had quite the mouth last time, let's not repeat that." The American grumbled, trotting up to Arthur's room. He layed him down in bed and walked to the door.
"'night Iggy." he called, turning off the lights.

The neat morning.
"AW SH**!!!!" a voice boomed from upstairs, and Alfred perked, immediately grinning.
"That would be Artie now," he said. Alfred jogged upstairs and walked into the room, finding Arghur under the covers shivering.
"God why won't the light shut up?! I swear I'm never going to drink again.." he was whimpering to himself.

I smiled contently as Arthur crashed down on the bed and fell asleep. Suddenly I felt tired also, "G'night Alfie" I said waving to Alfred and stumbling to my bed. After stripping down to my pajama's I yawned and slipped under the covers. I didn't dream all to much anymore, though I had one...

I hear rain, I feel it too. It's on my forehead and covering my body, the rain is warm. I fidget with my long grey sleeves. I'm surrounded by lush, green, rolling hills, much like the landscape that surrounds Arthur's house. My stomach is big and round, maybe from over eating, maybe not. I rub my stomach, and smile, warmth over takes me. It's stopped raining, the sun is out, it's warm.

I was awoken by a loud scream, I bolted up. Panic over took me as my eyes danced around the room. So unlike the dorm and my room back in America. I swallowed my heart back down to my chest as I began to realize where I was. I heard another growl and laughed, realizing it was Arthur. I didn't want to leave my bed, it was so nice and warm, and the ground looked cold. I glanced around the room once more and got an eyeful of myself in the mirror Oh dear god! I thought shocked at my current appearance. I snorted and ripped my covers off, the cool air attacked my skin and I winced. Determined to look good I walked to my suit case and pulled out a pouch of soap, conditioner, a razor, face soap, a towel, and some extra clothes. It didn't take to long to find a bathroom, and once I did I locked to door behind me and turned on the shower. The hot steam rose to my cheeks and I smiled. I tip-toed into the water and sighed, humming a tune I had written while washing my hair. I immediately felt better and finished up my shower. After I was washed and dressed, I began on my thick mane of black hair. I pulled so hard on it that I ended up falling "Ouch!" I called picking myself up and grinning at my own clumsiness. Finally, I was done with myself, and it'd only taken 15 minuets, well minus the make-up. I walked out of the bathroom and back to my room. Flinging the wet towel and clothes in my suit case I went back to the hall. I heard a whimpering and turned towards a slightly opened door. Inside I saw Arthur cursing under the covers"I told you to eat something last night, but you wouldn't listen! I said, playfully. I looked at Alfred and smiled "Good morning, Alfred I said with a shake of my wet hair.

Alfred was having a tug of war with Arthur when Riley came in. Alfred yanked hard on the sheets to try and get Arthur out of bed, but the Brit ynaled back, harder. Alfred waved quick hello to Riley.
"Dude, get Up!!" he said taking one last tug on the sheets before Arthur yanked them bak even harder. Alfred let go and flew face first into Arthur's bed. You could here Arthur yawn from under the blankets and he pushed them off of him. He stood, the hand flew tohis head as he aat back down.
"Ahh.." he growled, squeezing his eyes shut. Alfred grumbled into the sheets and Arthur smiled.
"If y ou wanted me to get up you should have asked nicely you stupid american." he added with a huff. Slowly standing again. Arthur made his way to the kitchen downstairs.

I felt a chuckle in my throat as Arthur groaned and pushed his way down stairs "A little advise," I said sweetly, pulling him towards me "Coffee will make the hang over better, tea won't do a thing, something about the caffine stops the pain" I smiled and patted his back. I looked at Alfred and grinned "Arthur is really funny when he's drunk" I giggled when Arthur was dowstairs, but silenced myself, hating my laugh.

Arthur glared and huffed.
"Hah. Caffininated tea. Works like a charm." he said, walking downstairs. Alfred laughed, sanding up.
"Yeah. When he's happy and drunk, when he drinks out of depression he gets angry. He stabbed me witha fork." the American added, pullin Riley downstairs. Arthur was searching through cabinets when he pulled out a bottle of pills. He took two with some tea, then sat down at the table.
"Help yourself to anything, Riley. Alfred enjoys his American food so I have a bit of that," he finished, rubbing his temples.

I waved my hand dissmissivly at Arthur and gave a half smile "I get enough American food at home, one of the reasons I came to England was to get all of the experiances I can." I said. I looked through the cabinet and pulled out scone mix "I wonder how hard this'll be..." I wasn't a very good cheif, in fact I tended to burn everything. Do I want to make a huge mess in Arthur's house? I thought with a frown, I decided agianst it and pulled out another EasyMac "But, I don't really know how to make food, so I'll guess I'll just stick to microwavable junk" I chuckled and popped the EasyMac in the microwave and crossing my arms over my stomach, waiting for my food to become finished.

Arthur chuckled, sipping his tea once more.
"You know, I have already made scones on the refrigerator.." he said and Alfred laughed. Arthur stood with a groan when a knock on the door sounded across the house. He answered it quickly.
"Arthur, lad wot's up?" Scott said wit a grin, striding confidently into Arthur's house before the shorter (yet much stronger) Brit seized him by the hood of his coat.
"Not. Now Scott." he growled, and something in Arthur's eyes told the other brit to leave. With a frown, Scott retreated back out the door and arthur closed it behind him. He walked back into the kitchen and sighed.
"I...need a shower, back in a bit." He said, walking upstairs. Alfred watched him go and frowned, looking back to Riley.
"Last night was Uh...dude um, is interesting a good word for it?" he asked, rubbin the back of his neck nervously.