FrUK ((wrote this for school))

France and his Brit whom he is a bit obsessive over

I stared blankly into space, in my brain trying to figure out how to speak to him. Hey Arthur, you look nice today, want to hang out? No, that's stupid. Hey Arthur! I think you're way hot. Horrible! Knowing him, I'd get slapped if I said anything like that. As I stood calmly, trying to decipher my thoughts, I turned around and he walked in. He looked magnificent, as usual. His messy hair looked perfect, his green eyes looked like emeralds, and his clothes matched tremendously with everything. 'He's perfect...' I thought to myself, trying to keep calm. Wait, what was he holding? A cupcake? A small smile spread across my face, Was that... For me? As he approached me I tried to contain myself from saying anything out of the ordinary, gathering all of my courage I finally spoke.
"What is it, Sheep?" I asked him, trying to refrain from looking like the idiot I felt like. He looked back at me, his face an annoyed expression. Does he hate me...? Arthur started speaking, but I didn't catch a word of what he said, I was too busy looking at him. Suddenly, he shoved the cupcake towards me. It is for me! I couldn't help but giggle, as I took it from him. Wait, maybe this is his master plan to finally get rid of me?
"Alright, mon ami, what did you do to it?" I protested, taking note of the stubborn expression on his face. Arthur crossed his arms and looked away from me, even while mad he managed to look amazing!
"What? Nothing! Can't I make a single delicious cupcake for my long time enemy without being accused of something?" He grumbled back at me, wait... he thinks I'm his... enemy...? At the moment, I was unable to detect his obvious sarcasm. Arthur silently muttered "you're so slow..." I didn't know how to take this, was this some sort of confession to me? Was he trying to poison me?
"Honhonhonhon! Black Sheep you are adorable! Fine, I shall eat your trick cupcake," I smiled at him, then took a small bite from the cupcake. Honestly, for something that Arthur made, it was pretty good. Usually his food ends up lighting the building on fire, if not that it's horribly burnt. Suddenly, I could feel something happening in my brain, trying to mess with my thoughts, it was a trick! He was trying to get me to tell him something... But what? He had cursed this cupcake, hadn't he? I began to panic, trying to figure out what was happening, why had he done this? In the heat of the moment I insulted him. The look on his face killed me, he looked like he had just found out someone had died. He looked... Betrayed... I felt like crying, but suddenly, he began to yell at me.
I tried to calm him down but he was just so shocked that he kept yelling and yelling, I was on the verge of tears when suddenly he took out his magic wand.
"Jerkface Frog! You'll pay for your brutal honesty! Expect a curse to come your way, and I'm not kidding this time, idiot." Arthur shouted, and began to wave his wand around, while magic sparks flew from it. He was still so adorable, yet somehow terrifying, I accused him of being much too dramatic, in an attempt to calm him, but that only made it worse. He glared at me, and my heart froze, he looked so hostile, and then decided what he would do as punishment. "Hmm... I wonder what I'm going to do to you? How about I turn you back into an annoying baby-child?" he suggested, wait, was this a punishment? Or was it an attempt to see just how fabulous I can be? Either way, he began to wave his magic wand around then poof! I was suddenly one foot tall, looking up at the amazing Arthur as he laughed evilly. The way he looked down at me, I could tell he was holding some form of hatred back, Arthur, dear, please just stop hating me and masking your feelings! I began to senselessly ramble about how he had ruined me, while he continued to laugh. Mon Amour, this is not funny!
"What's wrong with you, Arthur?!" I cried, and began to waddle around. "Please let me be me again! Please, please, please!" he denied all of my requests while I ran around in circles. Then, he picked me up and my face went blank and I nearly fainted. What is happening?!?! He was so gentle as he wrapped me in one of the wooly and perfect scarves he had knitted, I let out a small sigh of relief.
"Now, you're here to do the club's bidding!" he ordered, ah, so I'm his tiny maid then? "First, I want you to call my magic club you always insult cool!" Well, of course his club is cool! He is in his club so of course it's cool!
"Honhonhon! So you want me to lie, then," I snapped back at him, but why? I'm honestly not sure, maybe because I'm just too lazy and would rather cuddle for a bit. "How about I go make some tea instead?" I said, jumping down from Arthur, and walking over to the tea kettle. "Non! Trés mauvais! Arthur, these tiny legs prevent me from making tea! Unfair!" Again, Arthur tried to tell me I insulted his club too many times and that I would pay, blah blah blah. Had his skin always been so smooth?
"But Arthur, how do you expect me to help you at all if I can't reach anything?" I asked impatiently. Just pick me up already, idiot! He looked down at me and smiled, then told me he would assist me with such tasks. He picked me up again! This time, my face turned a bright shade of red, like a tomato, as I tried to contain my joy, how come he's doing this? This has to be to do something horrible! Why must he hate me so much... That little trickster! He carried me to the kettle, while humming My Only Sunshine while smiling. It was horrifying!
"Stop it with the creepy!" I shrieked, instead of erupting in rage as I had known him to do, he smiled still and asked what was wrong.
"Duh! You are a total creep! Why are you smiling like that?! Just because I'm small does not mean you can push me around and act like you own me!" I complained, and quickly his smile faded and turned into a frown. Oh no, what did I say... He began to pet my hair, and I had a small nosebleed, does he enjoy this? Or is it payback...
"Aww! Francipants you're so cute~!" He smiled, and I began to freak out. I groaned and buried my face into his arms, just from the confusion this caused me. I tried to tell him I was my own person, and he needed to respect that, but he wasn't buying it. Suddenly, we began to have something of a staredown, both of us keeping a tight glare on the other. He's smiling too much, I'll let him be aware of my discomfort and not stop staring until he stops. I decided to begin to do work for him.
I jumped down from his arms and started doing basic chores for him while he watched me creepily. After a while, Arthur yawned adorabley and I looked over at him.
"I'm sleepy... I'm going to go nap on the couch, okay?" he rubbed his eyes and stretched a little. He shuffled over to the couch as I let out yet another sigh, and cursed him in French. He fell asleep within moments, and I went and brought him pillows and a blanket. I sat down on the floor in front of him and began to concoct a plan of escape! Never trust anyone, you're own rule, Arthur, now... For my escape! Now, step one- my thoughts were interrupted by Arthur quietly wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a hug while he slept, to which my face turned red yet again. Pooie! Now what do I do to get away from this amazingly stylish Brit? I let my guard down, and the moment I did I fell right to sleep, I'm not quite sure how long it was before I woke back up, but it seemed to be awhile. I woke up in his cuddly embrace, and let out a shrill screech.
"Get your hands off of me!" I cried, if you're going to do this you must confess at least a desire to be friends first! He opened his eyes slowly, and looked over my way, and tiredly asked what I had been doing. I waited for my chance, he fell asleep and I wriggled out from his warm arms and made a run for it. I... I want to hug him and be near him so badly, but I'm just too confused! He hates me, why is he torturing me this way??? I sprinted towards the door, avoiding various objects until I encountered something truly terrifying. Arthur's kitten.
"Piérre!" I shrieked, the cat looked back at me, "it's- it's the evil kitten! How do I escape now?!" The cat took quick note of me, and meowed flatly, then began to approach. "Non non non non non! Moche cat! Moche cat!" Teacup stood next to me then tackled me to the ground, and began to bat at my hair while I screamed. "Play with Arthur!" I looked back at Arthur, seeking help from him, but he was still asleep. The cat continued to cuddle and attack me while I kept screaming at him to stop. Although it seemed impossible, Arthur slept through my calls for help for awhile before finally waking up and noticing me. He yawned, and rubbed his eyes then sleepily requested Teacup and I get back over to where he was.
The moment he called for the cat, Teacup jumped off of me and trotted over to Arthur, who picked him up and nuzzled his face in his soft fur. Now's my chance! I can get away! I bolted out the door and ran into something, I looked up, and that something... was Alfred. He looked back down at me, a very confused look on his face, then picked me up.
"Woah, little dude. What are you doing here? Wait... Francis?! Why are you so tiny?!" Alfred asked, staring at me. He looked into the house, and glanced at Arthur, who enthusiastically waved. "Dude! Bullying kids isn't okay anymore! This is really freaking me out, change him back..." He ordered, carrying me around. Arthur stomped his foot and groaned.
"But Alfred!" Arthur cried, a sad look on his face. Alfred glared at him with intense amounts of power and strength.
"Arthur. Change him back and take a timeout in your room. If you don't, I'll invite Ivan over." Alfred threatened, and Arthur flinched. Now's my chance to make Arthur jealous! I looked at Alfred with adorable puppy eyes,
"Alfred! I'm terrified! Hold me close and never let go~!" I cried, glaring back at Arthur who had zoned out. Alfred's smile melted and he shook his head. Arthur sighed and took out his cold magic wand, and waved it around reciting incantations until poof! Magic mist swirled throughout the room as I was returned to my fabulous original size.
Before I could thank him, Arthur went upstairs, sobbing silently, then he disappeared.
"Dude, what did you do to him?" Alfred asked me, putting me back down. I put on the best poker face I could,
"I simply wished to be his friend and I failed, I guess he hates me then..." I sighed, a frown spreading across my face, Alfred chucked and patted my head.
"Francis, he does not hate you-" Alfred began, and at that moment, Arthur sprinted down the stairs screaming unrecognizable words. He clinged to Alfred, and screeched begging to not be allowed back upstairs.
"Don't make me go! Ivan is there! Ivan is there!" Arthur cried, his eyes filling with tears. How did Ivan get here...? I looked to the stairs, and a smiling Ivan emerged from the dark, holding a pickaxe happily. I wasn't paying attention to Alfred and Arthur, but Arthur soon dragged himself to the stairs without noticing Ivan, and sat down. I saw the terror in Arthur's eyes as the Russian kneeled down and wrapped his arms around Arthur, and began comforting him in his homeland's language. Get your hands off him! He's mine, Ivan! I looked over at Arthur, while Ivan began to nuzzle his face in Arthur's hair as he struggled to escape. Wow, I wish it were me who got to hug him like that... Arthur pushed Ivan away, and I watched as the Russian frowned and walked and sat by himself in the corner.
Then, the room began to feel horribly uncomfortable, it was something Arthur was incredibly good at doing, since he tended to emit very hostile auras, which made everyone feel like throwing up. We all stood there, awkwardly, while Arthur sat there with a blank expression, jeez, he must have been so tired after all of this. Arthur, why must you be so cruel to me and others? You may be a terrible person sometimes on the outside, but trust me, I am able to look passed that, please, dear Arthur, be my friend... If I don't do something, he will be lonely forever!
I made my way over to Arthur, and pat him on the back as he sat there, still emotionless. He may have looked like none of this mattered to him, but I could tell all of this was very tough on him.
"Remember, we will always be here for you even if you're an insensitive loner" Alfred smiled. Arthur looked up at him and hissed. I could see it, he needed someone, anyone... But that would never happen, he hates you! Arthur scowled at Alfred, and accused him of being just another American that feasted on cheeseburger greaseballs every meal, which was more or less completely true. Alfred proceeded to hit Arthur on the back of the head, and I glared at Alfred for potentially hurting my future boyfriend. Then, he picked Arthur up who began to shriek in terror. How come he gets to pick him up?! Unfair! How about you let me do that, mon amour? Then, Arthur did the most unexpected thing I had ever seen him do. He apologized.
"Okay! Okay! I won't! I'm sorry Francis I just... I just wanted to be... friends..." Arthur admitted, the word friends clinged to the air, as my face went blank. Is he for real?! Is this that confession I've been longing for?!?! I almost began to cry tears of joy, sure, I overreacted, but this is the moment I had been waiting my entire life for. I was so happy, I felt like hugging him, clinging to him forever and ever and never leaving his side, but all I could manage to say was,
"Arthur... I'll be your friend... Why didn't you ask?" I smiled softly, then added, "Arthur, vous êtes tellement mignon, Je te aime..."
For all of these years, I thought he hated me and wanted absolutely nothing to do with me ever, I thought he would kill me if he had the chance. I was wrong. I knew he was lonely, I wanted to help him but I feared his rejection. In the past, honestly, I had asked him to go on several dates with me as jokes. Just to hear his reaction, usually something like 'What?! No, Frog! I hate your guts, so go away!' but this time... Things would be different. The start of a friendship, the most I could ever ask for from poor Arthur. I looked down at his adorable face, and several tears were rolling down his soft cheeks, silently, I smiled,
"Arthur... Are you crying?" I questioned, he wiped his tears then looked up at me with sparkles in his perfect emerald eyes. After a moment, he ran right over to me and hugged me close, perfect. He's perfect. More tears flowed from his eyes as he held me tight, he was like a child, a lonely Black Sheep, my lonely Black Sheep. He dug his face into my chest as he cried, and I patted him on the back softly.
"Thank you..." he smiled, looking up at me. I hugged him back then softly kissed the top of his head. Arthur yawned, and glared at everyone for watching them hug, then looked around the room.
"I should... I should take a nap..." he announced tiredly, letting go of me. I smiled and waved at him as he made his way up the stairs. Once the lovely Brit was out of sight, I immediately took a deep sigh, and I filled with multiple levels of joy. Friends! That word felt nice and warm as I thought of it, of course, soon enough our relationship would be more than that, since the French Charm is irresistible even to Arthur. I was so happy, so full of joy, joy that I hadn't ever felt before. Finally, after all these years of waiting and waiting someone would actually care. 'But you're the type of person that everyone would care about!' Arthur would tell me, trying to prove me wrong, 'Non, they don't actually, Black Sheep, they don't really care what happens to me.' But none of that mattered anymore. He was the only one I needed.
Even after this new friendship, we would still have small arguments, mostly when I tried to embarrass him, but it was always adorable and worth it. The thing we were missing beforehand was the ability to give each other another chance, turn over a new leaf. Our relationship is an odd one, as to be expected, we are very odd people. It's the sort where we both care for each other very much, but sometimes in public, we pretend to have no relation to each other whatsoever. No matter how different we may be, I know in my heart that Arthur and I will always be very close to each other, and I am confident in that