Alfred The Meme Dealer: The Sequel

Chapter 6

Once knocking Ivan out, Alfred and Amelia managed to get him on the plane and fly the the E.U. Though it was daytime at this point so the two would have to be a bit careful.

"Hey... hey wake up." Alfred said softly while trying to slap Ivan awake. He eventually opened his eyes and put together what happened beforehand almost immediately.

"What the hell was that?!"

"I'm sorry! But like I said there was no time to explain!"

"But why did you have chloroform on you?!"

"Shhshhshhshhshh..." Alfred put a finger on Ivan's lips to silence him.

"No time to explain..." he whispered, creeping Ivan out a little... Alfred would never say that in the life of a meme dealer, one must be prepared for anything!

MEANWHILE! at iggy's place

"Come on! Why can't I have at least one!?" Francis complained, fake crying the best he could. He had been harassing Arthur for the hour, trying to convince him to let him have some of the memes he had. Although the answer was always no. Francis doesn't even know where Arthur hid them. (He knew that Francis would bother him if he found out, so he hid them)

"God, no! When will you get it?! You still haven't explained how you knew I had any in the first place by the way!"

"Oh that?" Francis said while standing off the floor, where he had been laying to strengthen the effect of begging.

"Well I was walking around your house one night when I saw someone who I couldn't make out hand you box. I did see it was labeled 'memes' though sooo..." as he explained, Francis saw Arthur become a little shaken.

"Why were you sneaking around my house?! It was like three a.m!!" he shouted, not really knowing how to feel about this. Francis smiled darkly, which freaked Arthur out even more.

"I like to watch you sleep of course!" he said this a bit too casually, giving the room a very awkward atmosphere. Arthur laughed nervously, backing up a little.

"Right uh... I'm gonna go get security cameras now sooo... bye!" he was stopped when he felt a grip on his arm. Right on cue, Kiku burst through the ceiling to watch. His presence went unnoticed.

"Do you not get it?" Francis asked softly, looking Arthur straight in the eyes. A second of silence past before Francis kissed him on the lips, catching the other off guard. Arthur gasped and pulled away.

"Hold on! I was not, I was not, prepared for this! I was not aware this would happen, I uh...               W-What?!" very confused, he blushed and put his hands on Francis' shoulder.

"I love you! Isn't it obvious?!"

"Yes I can see that now but... WHAT?!"

"What still doesn't make sense to you?!" Francis asked loudly, getting confused himself.

"Well if you think about, us being together doesn't really make much sense considering we've been fighting each other for hundreds of years. Not to mention you joined Alfred during the revolution so there's that... So we don't make much historical sense, I can't think of anything we have in common at all actually..."

 "Oh no! I am not having this!" Kiku thought as he summoned his "Ship Note". Writing down Francis' and Arthur's full names, he watched patiently for the command to take effect. After forty seconds, Arthur stopped ranting and just stood there.

"I have completely forgotten what we were talking about..." he said blankly. He looked up and kissed Francis lovingly, while Kiku had his fanboy moment in the back. They then went to the closet church and got married, the end!

Or is it...?