My Big-Wait,Little Brother?!

Disasterous Day

" Yeah ! You're a donkey ! Also, I am not your slave, and will not do anything you tell me to do ! I want my big brother ! I want Scotland ! I wanna go home ! I want food ! I'm hungry ! I want water ! I'm thirsty ! I -- "

Alfred just covered his ears, eye twitching. Dear goodness, could he get anymore worse? He's too demanding for his age, but you can't really blame him. For the caretaker he had, he was basically better off on his own was was basically alone. The American sighed, uncovering his ears.

" fiNE F INE ! LET'S GO ! "

He raised his voice at the Brit, seemingly annoyed. The child flinched slightly and stood on the bed, jumping down from it.

" Dress me . "

He demanded. Alfred did exactly as said, dressing him in black pants and a white shirt. He grabbed his wrist rather tightly, walking quickly out the door. He figured that Arthur wouldn't want any of the food he already had, hence, he decided to go shopping again.

Minutes later, they arrived at the supermarket. Alfred had Arthur sitting down on his shoulders, whom was sitting on proudly as if he was the king of the world. The American walked past by a few fruits, which the Brit begged for. After about the 10th time he passed by the apples, he tried to reach out for them. Alfred didn't notice until he felt the weight on his shoulders slowly getting lighter.

" Almost . . . Got i - waAAAHHH ! ! "

He fell off Alfred head first, making a thud and a crash into the pyramid of apples, passed out.

" ARTHUR ! ! "

An unfamiliar voice shouted. Surprisingly, it wasn't Alfred, whom was about to shout his name. The American looked back, widening his eyes. He couldn't believe it. It was...