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Untitled Part 11

     In no time, school let out and it was Alfred's birthday. Alfred planned on throwing a huge party like every year, but something about doing it this year didn't see right. Probably because he planned on confessing to Arthur. And so, the fourth arrived and the twins began their birthday. Alfred received yaoi from Elizaveta, a nice outfit from Feliks, an axe from Ivan, a live bird from Gilbert, a tomato from Lovino, a shirt that had something written in French that he didn't understand from Francis (Matthew understood... very well), a book of how to confess from Antonio, a stuffed animal alien from Matthew, and Arthur... Arthur had not arrived yet.

      Alfred was flipping through the book that Antonio had given when someone burst through the door. All eyes landed on the dripping wet figure as they stumbled through the door. A bouquet of red roses were thrust into Alfred's arms. The American looked up to see Arthur standing there, shifting his weight from one foot to the other sheepishly. 

     "Sorry I'm late, please don't kill me," Arthur mumbled. Alfred laughed and tousled his hair and stood, stepping onto the table.

     "Careful-" Elizaveta began. Alfred cut her off (rude specimen) "Not to worry, I fixed it with duct tape." Because duct tape fixes everything. Except broken hearts, that's what band aids are for!

    Alfred turned to Arthur smiling. He tapped a champagne glass lightly. "I know it's me and my bro's birthday, but I wanted to give someone very special a present. So..." he coughed a little, rubbing the back of his neck. "Arthur... will you court with me...?"

     The Brit stared at him, dumbfounded. "I... um..."

     "Did I say it wrong? I meant-"

     "I know what you meant... it's just..."

     Arthur looked at Alfred's hopeful gaze and sighed. "Of course you fool, I'll court with you."

     Alfred jumped off the table, landing right next to the Brit. He smiled, wrapping his arms around his waist. "I love you Iggy..."

     "I love you too dolt."

     And so by the end of the night,  everyone was drunk. You didn't think these fluffy moments would last forever, did you?

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   "WATCH ME"

     Gilbert was running around shirtless with only his boxers on and a Prussian flag draped around his neck as a cape. Francis had joined him, naked with a a lavender cape that occasionally covered him. Antonio was on Lovino's back dressed in nothing but his boxers with the flag of Spain on them and red cape. Lovino was wearing boxers with the flag of Italy on them with an Italian flag draped on him. They all seemed to be running after Gilbert. Elizaveta was filming it with a nose bleed. Matthew was giggling and drinking whiskey flavored like maple. Arthur was on Alfred's shoulders, wearing an angel costume. Alfred ran with him, singing, "Shoulder angel! Shoulder Angel!" 

     Feliks was doing things with Toris on the couch. Of course, none of them would remember this tomorrow. Except maybe Alfred and Matthew...although, Matthew wasn't very tolerant of alcohol and would probably forget.   

     "I will not!" Matthew yelled at the wall which I suppose he thought was me. I do look like a wall.  Nobody even looked at him. Alfred giggled a bit before collapsing onto the couch, Arthur falling off him. Arthur gave him an irritated glare and began to speak, "Hey! What the hell was that-"

     "I want to be like Feliks and Toris," Alfred interrupted, stripping Arthur of the angel costume quickly. "That's much better."

     And so children, inappropriate things begin with them. Of course... it mostly began with everyone except Elizaveta and Francis. And Francis would have to wait a bit before he could do stuff like that to people. 

And so children, morning arrived