Heart Themed Canvas [UsUk]

Heartless [Ch.7]

"Why would Ivan want us here?" Matthew asked as their group stood at the very outskirts of the city, just beyond the forest.

"Probably just to mess with me," Arthur grumbled. "I won't be able to take five steps into that bloody city without being noticed."

"Well, it is not a very big city," Francis shrugged. "I have seen bigger."

"Let's just go," Alfred started walking, but Matthew let out a sigh and grabbed onto his wrist to stop him.

"Not again, Alfred," Matthew sighed.

"There is no point in just standing around and waiting if it won't get better," Alfred stated bluntly.

"We could come up with a plan, you twit!" Arthur glared at him. "There could easily be a trick and I don't intend on saving your arse once again."

"Fine, then, make a plan," Alfred stared at him.

"It is not that easy," Francis chuckled as Arthur silently fumed. Alfred was beginning to annoy him with his actions at this point. He couldn't just swoop in and save him every time, after all.

"You are here!" a new voice shouted and Arthur simply rolled his eyes. Another person under Ivan's control, probably.

Arthur looked over at the sound of the voice and found a small boy running at them. He had sandy blonde hair and donned in a blue and white sailor's outfit. Looking at both Francis and Matthew, Arthur found that they were all equally confused.

"Ivan told me I could find you here!" the small sailor ran up to Arthur and happily looked up at him with bright, blue eyes.

"Ivan?" Arthur blinked. He did guess right, but what did this little kid have to do with Ivan? "How do you know Ivan, lad?" Arthur asked as he kneeled down to go to his level.

"He's been helping me, sir!" the little kid smiled widely. "He told me to go find you to give you a proper welcome!"

"Did he tell you what I looked like? Arthur asked.

"I've already seen you a lot before," the little kid said happily.

"You have?" Arthur asked. Last he knew, this was his first time seeing the kid.

"Must be some horror," Francis remarked, "seeing him everywhere."

"Sod off, you!" Arthur snapped at him.

"Oh! My name's Peter, by the way!" the kid turned Arthur's attention back to him.

"Well, then, Peter, what has Ivan been helping you with?" Arthur asked. Perhaps this kid wasn't under the control of Ivan, just like Elizaveta.

"Well, a lot of the people here don't like me very much," Peter stated, but he didn't seem at all depressed by it. "It's because I can see these things they can't and they think I'm crazy. Ivan came and told me that me seeing those things was really a good thing! That I was special! I think he said it meant that I had magic. He's been helping me with that!"

"How often do you see him?" Arthur asked. So someone else had magic? In Francis' story, it almost seemed like Arthur and Ivan were the only two with magic. Perhaps it was just powerful magic.

"Well, not a lot," Peter mused. "He says he's busy with someone else. So, when I asked who, he told me all about you!"

"Do you know why he's doing all of this?" Arthur asked.

"You mean you don't?" Peter asked.

"This makes two people that actually like him," Matthew muttered and Arthur looked up at him.