A Tongue Ring?

Arthur sat on the edge of the dock with a few slices of bread. Alfred was casually jogging, trying to work off the baby fat he still had yet to lose. He loves thunderstorms so he decided 'why not?' He was by the docks, when he saw a figure by the water. He realized that it was, in fact, England who was by the docks. "Iggy?" "Hello, Alfred."