My Big-Wait,Little Brother?!

He's Here..

Alfred sighed as he looked around, only to realize-- He had no damn idea where they were. Of course, they could be at Arthur's house, but that would be too obvious. His own house? Nah, doesn't know where he live. Alistair's house? Most likely. Alfred dashed onwards once again, only to realize again- He didn't know where in the actual fuck his house was. He decided to walk back to his house, looking down. Oh boy, where could they have gone to? He didn't have one single clue. As soon as he reached his house, he unlocked the door and opened it, closing it behind his back. As soon as the blonde turned around, someone pointed a gun to his forehead.

" Hands up, on the ground. Now. "

The voice commanded. Alfred did exactly as told. Widening his eyes when he saw Arthur; he was.. Normal again?! And.. tied up.. His ankles and arms behind his back while his eyes were blindfolded and had a gag in his mouth. Alfred looked down, not wanting to see the terrible sight. The smell of cigarette smoke filled the room, causing the Brit and the American to cough.

" Now listen here, you little shit. You say anything, and I'll shoot your brains out. And don't worry about Arthur, he's mine. Got that? "
Alfred nodded, closing his eyes tightly. Why? If not to take deadly aim, it's him or Arthur, the world will never be the same. He had only one thought before the Scotsman turned around, he will not let Arthur be tortured. Alfred counted the steps the other took. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 paces-- Save?? He felt hopeless. There was nothing he could do now.

' I'll be the calm.. I will be quiet, stripped to the bone, I wait.. No, I'll be a stone, I'll be the hunter-er-er.. A shadow that casts a shade.. '

Alfred thought, becoming tense and making sure not to move a muscle.

•| Did you guys really think that I would abandon you?? Lmao, no. I love you guys too much for that. Also, if you get the references have a gold star for very good job. <---- Another reference. |•