(Y/N) received a text from Elizabeta that she could stay home for a couple of extra days. Showing gratitude she thought of a long paragraph and typed it down on her cellphone. All she got in reply was 'k.'
The on-break therapist was preparing for her travel to Amelia's house. Going to the right address, she pushed the doorbell and it instantaneously opened revealing Amelia and Alfred with burgers. Wait. 'Isn't she supposed to be working?'
"YAY! (Y/N) IS HERE!" They cheered. Sweat-dropping, Arthur made his way through the mini crowd and pulled her out to give her tea. All was peaceful until Amelia came in to hog (Y/N). They went into the kitchen, where most of the walls were sound proof, so when Arthur called them to breakfast or any meal of the day, they would be spared of his cooking, which insisted was pretty tasty.
It was silence. "Uh.. I actually dunno a lot about Al," she stated. (Y/N) was about to face palm but then she remembered her bruise. Alfred busted in and grabbed inserted his hands in hers and ran away, up a staircase, and up a ladder.
(Y/N) panted and wheezed whereas the energetic American didn't even break a sweat. They were in a what would be considered the attic. Or a third floor, (Y/N) didn't teach herself that yet.
"AAAND THIS IS THE MAN-CAVE!" He exclaimed, trying to hug the air in which he attempted to hug and pull (Y/N) back with him on a wide bean-bag. She snickered then plopped herself on the // not really // bean filled bag. She handed Alfred a game control and they started to play Mario-Cart. Like the day before, he kept on sneaking looks to (Y/N) who never returned them because she was so focused on the game. He was either admiring her beauty or plain concerned about her bruise. Or both.
"Ha! I won!" (Y/N) did a little victory move obnoxiously, although she didn't mean to. She was just really proud of herself for beating her friend due to her never really being able to have access to game controls and such.
"Alright, Princess (Y/N)!" He wrapped the arm closest to the Princess Peach and announced "I'm going to the bathroom!" Psh. Too much information. He's probably going in there to fanboy about making actual physical contact with the lo-
(Y/N) rested her eyes and almost drifted into a small nap. Meanwhile, Alfred applied makeup on her bruise. So, he did care about (Y/N)'s bruise. But that doesn't mean that he wasn't checking her out eh? And, of course, from the gentlemanly side of him, he let (Y/N) sleep so he could continue to check her out and watch her sleep.. // Fluff! //
Alfred ended up falling asleep next to (Y/N) for a short couple of minutes, giving Amelia a chance to break open the lock and enter the man-cave with a woman in it. Thankfully, for her, she had her iPhone with her. "I'll be sending this to Sakura.." She murmured devilishly.
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"Uwaah! (Y/N) opened the window of the attic, sticking her head out. "Ooh, wait (Y/N) lemme do something.." Alfred asked her to move out so he could climb out the window onto the roof, trying to impress her. "A-Alfred!" She reached out for Alfred who was carelessly lying on his back on a roof yards above the ground. "It's alright, try it!" He crouched down near the window grinning. "Fine. Only for a minute." Mumbled (Y/N).
'Uh, I guess it nice,' she thought. An uncalled for gust of wind blew Alfred's glasses off the roof. He didn't want the glasses he wore for the past century or so to break to pieces, especially because that was the longest period he ever equipped them.
Unfortunately, Alfred fell off the roof, unexpectedly not being as damaged as one would have thought, so there was no need to call 911.
"Come on! We were worried!" (Y/N) and Arthur whined, the female latched on to the injured male's free arm hanging off the couch. Alfred had his arm over his flustered face concealing the heavy blush. "It's okay, I'm not dead."
"You could've!" She proclaimed back, pouting. "AL! I GOTTA PIC OF YOU TWO!" Amelia teased to brighten up the mood. "EH?!" The trio at the fancy living room couch froze, including Arthur who nearly spit out his tea. Before Alfred could snatch the iPhone out of her hands to see what she caught, Amelia covered the iPhone and played chase with him.
Again, now with Arthur slapping his face in disappointment at his incorrectly raised children or siblings, trying to sooth (Y/N) from her embarrassment at whatever she snapped, about to raise a white flag, surrendering. "How about I walk you home?" He reckoned. "But Artie!" Alfred dominated over (Y/N), making her glow red at her three day old acquaintances' arms around her, near her chest. "I'll take her home!" He volunteered.
When (Y/N) brought up the topic of how he wasn't hurt during the fall, Alfred answered, "of course! The hero is indestructible!" He flexed, making (Y/N) chuckle. In all honesty, she thought he was pretty cool. // HOT. //
She made a mental note about him so if he was ever lost, someone could find him, after all, he did literally get lost in the nearest part to the Main Street, if that makes sense, inspired by the movie Windixie she saw one year with her mother in the hospital.
"H-hey, (Y/N)," he flushed. "W-wanna hang out with me tomorrow?" He requested. She nodded as a reply. "Hm, meet me at the fountain, 9:00." Alfred planned. "We're going on a date!" He accidently and or purposely blurted. "D-date?!" Stammered (Y/N). "Play date!" He corrected.
Anyways, (Y/N) and Alfred didn't want the walk to conclude, but it did. His final words to her before the day ended were "bye, love ya." Alfred clumsily said. "Whut?" (Y/N) flinched. "I mean.. Above you!" He pointed to the sky swiftly, then before (Y/N) could make anymore eye contact with him, he ran away.
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A/N: Whoops I have a lot planned for this shitty story you are currently reading. Besides that, tomorrow you are going on a trip to where with Alfred! You'd better enjoy.
Others: Why do people read the first chapter and second chapter but never ever continue?! So annoying RIP.
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