The American Plan (What do you mean there's no plan?!?!?!) An Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 29: A Little Bit of A Memory

Thought's = '_'

Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

An Action(Ex. Letting out a sigh) = *_*

Projecting thought to another = ''_''

(Note! When Alfred says something in English and not Brittonic it will be quotationed like this \_\ The others can not understand him.)

P.O.V Merlin

We walked around for a bit and ended up at the knights training grounds, "Uh, let's head somewhere else!" I hurried out, pushing Alfred away but it was too late. "MERLIN!" I froze, Arthur was standing to the side targets lined up in the middle of the grounds and back, an array of weapons behind him. "Perfect timing! Come here and help me with my armor!" 'I'm doomed..'

(P.O.V. change, Leon)

"So how have you been doing? If there's any words you need help with you can ask me," I stated. Merlin had explained to me that Alfred had brain damage and was still sometimes struggling with understanding us. After a short pause he responded, "I'm fine, I kind of feel like an immigrant first coming to America."

'W-wait what?' "What? What's America?" I asked confused, he narrowed his eyebrows, "I-I don't know..... Feels important though..."

He looked back up to the training grounds, "Should we help him?" he asked, gesturing to where Merlin was being destroyed by Arthur. "No. He's fine, this happens all the time," I responded. He nodded in understanding, "Can I try out the bow?" he asked, pointing where it was lying on the table and walked up to it.

"Um, I guess. Let me help you thou-" I was cut off as he loaded it skillfully and in one swift draw and release was sailing through the air and into the target forty paces away. Alfred was looking down at it in thought, he soon looked up to me though, a happy gleam in his eyes and a half smile. "I remember something like this! We were hunting in the mountains for elk!" he excitedly exclaimed, before looking back down.

"We never went hunting together Alfred," I explained. He creased his eyebrows, "No, not you. But someone else... I don't know where he is, Leon.... It's fuzzy."

"Who is this man?!" Arthur exclaimed marching over to us.

(P.O.V. change, Merlin)

"Who is this man?!" I heard Prince Prat exclaim. 'What's going on now!' I removed the helmet from my head to see the clotpole storming over to where Alfred was holding a bow and Leon standing beside him. "Prince Arthur! Alfred here was just trying out the bow!" Leon explained, trying to do everything in his power so maybe Arthur would lessen the blow on Alfred. I quickly discarded the helmet and ran towards them.

"Arthur!" I tried, "What, Mer-lin!? Can't you see I'm busy!" he growled. "I just wanted to introduce you to Alfred! He's the Man we saved a month ago back in the cave!" He was quick to think back at that. "Oh, yea. He was covered in more blood but I can see it now." 'Insensitive prick!' Alfred didn't say anything though, bad choice...