Tailed Wings

Christmas Special (Part 2)

I DONT OWN HETALIA!

“Hey Al you’re out of toilet paper.” Richard said as he was coming out when his eyes landed on Kaycee.

          Since he had not seen her for four years he was a wee bit surprised to see her again, especially since he thought it would be a lot longer before he got to see the only person who got his heart to race.

          “Richard!” I yelled, and ran over and hugged him the joy that I was feeling was written all over my face. My joy only increased when he hugged back.

          “Hey Kaycee, how are you?” He asked.

          “I’m doing good.” I said, and we were just standing there smiling at each other when Alfred interrupted.

          “So, uh, Richard is she the one that you keep talking about?” He asked.

          “Huh, the one he keeps talking about?” I asked. “Have they been in contact since I last saw him?”

          “Yeah, she’s the one I was telling you about.” He said. “And we are not discussing what I’ve been talking to him about.” He said looking at me.

          “Ok.” I said still curious as to what they have been talking about, when a drunken Francis and KuroYuki stumbled in with a lot of sober adults, which was actually quite surprising.

          “Hey guys.” Arthur said. “Since these two wankers drank all the alcohol before any of the rest of us could have a second glass, we were wondering if you would let us join you and the games you were going to play.”

          “Yeah, sure.” Quite a few kids said right away.

          “We were planning on playing truth or dare.” Richard said.

          “Ah Richard you’ve *hic* gotten even *hic* cuter than the last time I saw you. *hic*” KuroYuki said hugging him accidentally strangling him for a moment with her chest.

          “Get off of me you drunken hooligan.” He said struggling to get out of her grasp.

          I was standing there debating whether or not I should help him when I was picked up and felt a hand on my small chest.

          “Well, well, well *petit (little one) I see you have small breasts.” Francis said and did his creepy laugh.

          “W-what would you expect you pervert.” I said flustered. “N-now put me d-down.”

          “No I like holding you.” He said looking at her when Richard kicked him in the shin making him drop me. “OW!”

          Richard caught me and growled, “Why don’t you go and fuck your boyfriend you stupid drunk.”

          “Ah, the small dog is being protective.” Francis said a wee bit more sober due to the kick. “Don’t worry Richard I was only kidding around, I’m not that big of a pervert.”

          “I beg to differ.” Arthur said with a pissed-off aura around him.

          “W-well is it alright if we play truth or dare now?” I asked. “And you can put me down now if you want.”

          “Yeah, we should do that before Arthur kills Francis.” Jessyca said.

          Richard put Kaycee down reluctantly but kept her close to him and away from Francis. Everyone decided it would be easier to sit in a circle rather than all over on the couches, so everyone quickly worked by pushing all the sitting furniture against the wall of the room.