Brother's ~Seland and northern Ireland

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After an eventful morning Alfred helped Alastair cook brunch for everyone.They ate in a comfortable silence. No fighting, teasing, or death threats towards the loud American. The Scottish man coughed and glanced at Leary. He looked confused for a moment before speaking up,"Um Arthur, you and Alfred haven't visited in awhile, so I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk with Peter and I? Down our new favourite trail?"  He asked softly, while the youngest nation, bounced in his seat excitably shaking his head. (SEALAND IS A REAL NATION! Just BELIEVE!) 

Alfred chuckled and pat the young blonde's head"I love too little dudes!".

The Brit nodded, "I'll accompany you as well. I suppose it would be pleasant to catch up. How old are you two now?"

"I'm twenty Art-

"I'm twelve Artie!" he jumped up excited. "Now let's go! I want to show Alfred how strong I am!" He dragged the tall American outside, while Leary and Arthur put up their plates and slowly followed.

The boy in sailor attire happily ran through the forest, keeping the hyper American busy. Leary walked and attempted to make small talk with his older brother.  He put his hand on small Brit's shoulder causing him to flinch and trip over a branch sticking out into the trail. He fell to the ground and whimpered in pain.

Alfred immediately ran over to the blonde picking him up, "Artie babe, are you okay?". He nodded and attempted to stand up, just to cry out again and fall right back into the taller blonde's arms. "You sprained your ankle didn't you?".

Arthur nodded and bit his lip, "C-can you carry me?". He hesitantly asked, hating when he had to rely on his boyfriend.

Alfred on the other hand loved it, he felt like an actual hero to be able to take care of the adorable tsundere  his adorable tsundere. "Of course baby, the heroes here!". He told the boys that they should all head back, not wanting to leave them in the middle of the woods, even if they knew it like the back of their hands. Peter quietly high fived his brother as they walked back to the Kirkland household.

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