[Fanfic] Spoiled Rotten 12 (USUK, PG-13) [COMPLETE]
TITLE: Spoiled Rotten
ARTIST/AUTHOR: bukku_oosa
RATING: T for some things being mentioned that aren't quite child-friendly.
WARNINGS: Brat!Alfred and Pirate!Arthur. That's enough warnings, haha. Oh, and mentions of sex.
PAIRING/S: USUK, Alfred/Arthur(America/England)
SUMMARY: "Well, hello, Captain Arthur Kirkland. I see you're as beautiful as they all say, missing eye and leg and all." Alfred reminisces on how he met his lovely wife. USUK, Sequel to Scars.
Suddenly the clouds grew dark around them, and thunder rumbled.
“Secure the sails!” Steve ordered, and a few of the crewmen set to work, climbing up the mast to tie the sails up securely.
Suddenly, a column rose up from the sea.
“How dare you,” the Sea King’s voice thundered from the column of water. “How dare you challenge me? I will not forgive you for killing the Kraken!”
“But a bet’s a bet, right?” Alfred smirked up at the Great Spirit, “I’ve done my part. What about you?”
“Fools like you should not even-ack!” the Sea King loomed close, only suddenly, a cross of light shimmered across the water column, forcing the Great Spirit back like it had been stabbed. “What-what is this outrage?!”
“Your Vow,” Arthur spoke up, “Remember? You are to let us all go unharmed, right?” a small smirk made its way to Arthur’s lips, and from where he was, a small smile crossed Dean’s face.
He’s grown up, hasn’t he...?
The Sea King stayed silent, and had he a body; he would have a troubled expression on his face.
“We’ve won, Sea King,” Dean spoke up, catching the Great Spirit’s attention, “Just like what I said,” he smirked, “What the sky has to offer, the sea cannot defeat.” He said, the Ancient Tongue of the spirits rolling off his tongue like his mother language. “I suggest you leave now, or I shall have to return down there to terrorize you.”
The Sea King growled at Dean, before reluctantly returning underwater, the skies above them clearing to reveal the sunset.
“Well, that’s over and done with,” Dean smiled brightly, clapping his hands, turning to face his brother. “I’ll be heading home to Seamus and Angus now,” he stated, walking across the deck, before standing on the railing. “Take care of our baby brother, King of Spades.” He smirked at Alfred.
“D-Dean,” Arthur spoke up, holding his hand out at his brother. He had his head lowered, and Alfred realized that the blonde pirate was blushing. An endearing smile crossed his face, and Dean saw Alfred smile, a surprised look crossed his face, but then Arthur looked up at Dean, and the elder Kirkland’s surprised looked melted to one of fond affection.
“Yes, Arthur?”
“W-will you,” Arthur stuttered, before looking away, “W-will you, Seamus and Angus come to our wedding?” he asked, as Alfred held his bride’s hand to assure him. “I-I need someone there for me.” He squeezed Alfred’s hand. “Y-you are all my family left.”
A blush spread across Dean’s face when he realised he had been smiling affectionately at Arthur. “Y-yeah, whatever,” he quickly replied, turning away to face the sea, hiding his blushing face. “W-we’ll be there,” he shyly peeked at them over his shoulder. “… Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he mumbled, before getting ready to jump. “S-see you.”
He jumped, glowing gold, and sea foam appeared around his lower half, and when it cleared, it was his green tail, glimmering in the orange light of the setting sun.
He disappeared into the water as silence took over the Britannia’s deck; the only sounds being heard were gentle lapping of the waves on the ship’s hull.
---
“Captain Jackson, we are now approaching the ship,” the captain looked up from the charts on his table, and a smile spread across his lips.
“Excellent. Set a plank ready, and do secure it.” He said, “After all, we have precious cargo on that ship.”
---
The white-and-blue Spades ship came up next to the Britannia, and soon a plank was set across to the larger ship. Jackson stood at his end of the plank, smiling as the sight of his King came into view, grinning brightly as he stood proud and tall in a simple white shirt and black pants, his musket (now clean and dry) hanging off his shoulder, and at his side was a beautiful young man, missing one eye, yes, but beautiful nonetheless, the beautiful emerald green eye next to its partner hidden behind a velvet black eye patch. The two of them stood together at their end of the plank, the crew of the ship standing behind them, at their head was a messy-haired brunette, a grin on his face mirroring Alfred’s, and a blonde little boy, also with a smile on his face.
“My King,” Jackson nodded, bowing, as Alfred waved at him cheerfully.
“Jackson!” he smiled brightly, pulling the blonde beside him along by the waist as he walked across the plank. Jackson noted that the beautiful blonde had a peg leg as well. “I’d like you to meet the future Queen of Spades, Arthur Kirkland!” he gestured at the blonde he had with him, and the green-eyed blonde flushed, and flustered, he bowed.
“H-hello,” he said, his voice also beautiful. It suited him. “I hope I can be a good Queen to you.”
“I’m sure you will be,” Jackson smiled warmly at Arthur, as the blonde straightened up, “If you Alfred has chosen you himself, then I cannot question his choice.”
“Oh, you!” Alfred laughed brightly.
“Al! Mate! Wait up!” the brunette suddenly called, running across the plank, holding up the King’s Pocket Watch as it glinted in the orange light of the setting sun. Jackson peered over Alfred’s shoulder as he and Arthur turned around. The brunette skidded to a halt, the red coat he had slung over his shoulders scrunching up behind him, and he straightened up. Grinning, he held up the relic and pressed it into Alfred’s hand. “You forgot this.”
“Thanks, Steve.” He smiled, holding it close to himself.
Steve grinned up at Alfred, before turning to address Arthur. “Be happy with him, okay? Or I’ll come back for you,” he snickered, giving Arthur a kiss on the forehead, before handing him a paper. “Oh, and don’t read this until tomorrow, alright?”
“Of course,” Arthur nodded, tucking the letter into his pocket.
“Hey, why not let’s have dinner here together?” Alfred asked, looking at Jackson, “I’m sure you guys don’t mind, right?”
“Of course not,” Jackson smiled warmly at his King, “It would be wonderful.”
“The crew on the Britannia, too.” Alfred smiled brightly. “You all, come on over!”
“Sure, mate!” Steve laughed brightly, waving at the crew to come on over. “Let’s make this a night to remember.” He smiled knowingly, but neither Arthur nor Alfred noticed.
---
It was a wonderful evening, full of laughter and song, and when Alfred woke up, with Arthur in his arms, sleeping peacefully in the quarters prepared for them, a smile crossed his face as he kissed his bride-to-be on the forehead.
Arthur groaned slightly and slowly, he opened his eye.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He uttered softly to Arthur, and a smile crossed Arthur’s face.
“Good morning, love,” Arthur mumbled, leaning up to kiss Alfred.
They shared kisses for a while, gently showering each other with love and affection, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Your Majesty,” Jackson’s voice floated in through the door, “The Britannia is gone, sire.”
“What?” Alfred blinked, and he and Arthur exchanged blank stares. Quickly, they got out of bed and together they went outside on to the deck to find the Britannia gone. Arthur frowned, and Alfred gaped at the empty space next to the ship, and suddenly Arthur remembered Steve’s letter to him.
“Alfred,” Arthur tugged on Alfred’s shirt, catching his husband-to-be’s attention. “Look,”
The two looked down at the letter:
Art!
If you’re reading this, it means we’ve already upped and skedaddled! It’s wonderful to know you’re finally going to be happy, cus, and me, Luke and the entire crew wish you good luck on being the Queen of Spades! You’ve really done us proud!
We had to leave because we might get caught-you made the name Captain Arthur Kirkland the most feared name on the seas, you know-so sorry if we made you mad, or worried, or maybe even both.
Al, mate, if you’re reading this, good luck getting Art into bed! He’s still a virgin, too! Oh, and a Blessed! I’m sure he’ll bring you lots of joy, in and out of the bedroom… if you know what I mean! Honestly, you’ve rubbed off on me, mate, and I’m happy to say I’m proud of you for finally wooing my old-man-of-a-sea-beauty cousin Artie. Good luck at being King!
I’ve made Luke my first mate, since he’s really the one supposed to inherit the name, right? Fat chance I’ll let my little bro take this ship! He’s still too young for these things. I’ll take good care of him, until he’s old enough to take over. When that time comes, you better leave me a room in the castle! I want to live the life!
Don’t worry-we’ll be there at your wedding. We’re family too, right?
Love you, cus!
Ste-(this part was crossed out) Captain Arthur Kirkland
Arthur and Alfred shared a look, and the two of them smiled.
“Now, then, babe,” Alfred chuckled, kissing Arthur’s forehead, “Time to worry about what to wear at our wedding, right?”
“Yes, dear,” Arthur chuckled. “I can’t wait.”
“Me either.” Alfred smiled, kissing Arthur gently. He pulled away, looking into Arthur’s eye. “I can’t wait to say I do.”
“Me too.” Arthur softly said, leaning against Alfred as their ship began to travel back to Spades.
Alfred smiled in contentment, and stroked Arthur’s hair, as they headed back to his kingdom, to a new life together…
Until death do them part.
Ookay, I know I'm absolute shit when it comes so endings, so please let me be dealt with accordingly.
Now, then. YAY! Spoiled Rotten is now finished! The first arc of the series is now completed, thanks so much to everyone who put up with me! Thanks so much for the reviews!
Next is my apology. I'm terribly sorry for the loooonnnnnggg delay Spoiled Rotten's last chapter had, but because of school and its demanding shenanigans (I have a Monday to Saturday schedule. I'm able to post this because our first round of exams just finished. Yes, I have exams already, my school's such a bitch.) I had to delay, and delay, and delaaaaay. So, the next update (the following fic after this, Alternate and Do Re Mi) will probably take a while to come up. I'm truly sorry for becoming inactive in my entertainment job. I love you guys.
Another announcement: I have moved to a new URL on Tumblr. Please (stalk) follow me at my new URL: bk- bukkun . tumblr. com
derpderpderp. I want to shoot myself in the mouth.
ARTIST/AUTHOR: bukku_oosa
RATING: T for some things being mentioned that aren't quite child-friendly.
WARNINGS: Brat!Alfred and Pirate!Arthur. That's enough warnings, haha. Oh, and mentions of sex.
PAIRING/S: USUK, Alfred/Arthur(America/England)
SUMMARY: "Well, hello, Captain Arthur Kirkland. I see you're as beautiful as they all say, missing eye and leg and all." Alfred reminisces on how he met his lovely wife. USUK, Sequel to Scars.
Suddenly the clouds grew dark around them, and thunder rumbled.
“Secure the sails!” Steve ordered, and a few of the crewmen set to work, climbing up the mast to tie the sails up securely.
Suddenly, a column rose up from the sea.
“How dare you,” the Sea King’s voice thundered from the column of water. “How dare you challenge me? I will not forgive you for killing the Kraken!”
“But a bet’s a bet, right?” Alfred smirked up at the Great Spirit, “I’ve done my part. What about you?”
“Fools like you should not even-ack!” the Sea King loomed close, only suddenly, a cross of light shimmered across the water column, forcing the Great Spirit back like it had been stabbed. “What-what is this outrage?!”
“Your Vow,” Arthur spoke up, “Remember? You are to let us all go unharmed, right?” a small smirk made its way to Arthur’s lips, and from where he was, a small smile crossed Dean’s face.
He’s grown up, hasn’t he...?
The Sea King stayed silent, and had he a body; he would have a troubled expression on his face.
“We’ve won, Sea King,” Dean spoke up, catching the Great Spirit’s attention, “Just like what I said,” he smirked, “What the sky has to offer, the sea cannot defeat.” He said, the Ancient Tongue of the spirits rolling off his tongue like his mother language. “I suggest you leave now, or I shall have to return down there to terrorize you.”
The Sea King growled at Dean, before reluctantly returning underwater, the skies above them clearing to reveal the sunset.
“Well, that’s over and done with,” Dean smiled brightly, clapping his hands, turning to face his brother. “I’ll be heading home to Seamus and Angus now,” he stated, walking across the deck, before standing on the railing. “Take care of our baby brother, King of Spades.” He smirked at Alfred.
“D-Dean,” Arthur spoke up, holding his hand out at his brother. He had his head lowered, and Alfred realized that the blonde pirate was blushing. An endearing smile crossed his face, and Dean saw Alfred smile, a surprised look crossed his face, but then Arthur looked up at Dean, and the elder Kirkland’s surprised looked melted to one of fond affection.
“Yes, Arthur?”
“W-will you,” Arthur stuttered, before looking away, “W-will you, Seamus and Angus come to our wedding?” he asked, as Alfred held his bride’s hand to assure him. “I-I need someone there for me.” He squeezed Alfred’s hand. “Y-you are all my family left.”
A blush spread across Dean’s face when he realised he had been smiling affectionately at Arthur. “Y-yeah, whatever,” he quickly replied, turning away to face the sea, hiding his blushing face. “W-we’ll be there,” he shyly peeked at them over his shoulder. “… Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he mumbled, before getting ready to jump. “S-see you.”
He jumped, glowing gold, and sea foam appeared around his lower half, and when it cleared, it was his green tail, glimmering in the orange light of the setting sun.
He disappeared into the water as silence took over the Britannia’s deck; the only sounds being heard were gentle lapping of the waves on the ship’s hull.
---
“Captain Jackson, we are now approaching the ship,” the captain looked up from the charts on his table, and a smile spread across his lips.
“Excellent. Set a plank ready, and do secure it.” He said, “After all, we have precious cargo on that ship.”
---
The white-and-blue Spades ship came up next to the Britannia, and soon a plank was set across to the larger ship. Jackson stood at his end of the plank, smiling as the sight of his King came into view, grinning brightly as he stood proud and tall in a simple white shirt and black pants, his musket (now clean and dry) hanging off his shoulder, and at his side was a beautiful young man, missing one eye, yes, but beautiful nonetheless, the beautiful emerald green eye next to its partner hidden behind a velvet black eye patch. The two of them stood together at their end of the plank, the crew of the ship standing behind them, at their head was a messy-haired brunette, a grin on his face mirroring Alfred’s, and a blonde little boy, also with a smile on his face.
“My King,” Jackson nodded, bowing, as Alfred waved at him cheerfully.
“Jackson!” he smiled brightly, pulling the blonde beside him along by the waist as he walked across the plank. Jackson noted that the beautiful blonde had a peg leg as well. “I’d like you to meet the future Queen of Spades, Arthur Kirkland!” he gestured at the blonde he had with him, and the green-eyed blonde flushed, and flustered, he bowed.
“H-hello,” he said, his voice also beautiful. It suited him. “I hope I can be a good Queen to you.”
“I’m sure you will be,” Jackson smiled warmly at Arthur, as the blonde straightened up, “If you Alfred has chosen you himself, then I cannot question his choice.”
“Oh, you!” Alfred laughed brightly.
“Al! Mate! Wait up!” the brunette suddenly called, running across the plank, holding up the King’s Pocket Watch as it glinted in the orange light of the setting sun. Jackson peered over Alfred’s shoulder as he and Arthur turned around. The brunette skidded to a halt, the red coat he had slung over his shoulders scrunching up behind him, and he straightened up. Grinning, he held up the relic and pressed it into Alfred’s hand. “You forgot this.”
“Thanks, Steve.” He smiled, holding it close to himself.
Steve grinned up at Alfred, before turning to address Arthur. “Be happy with him, okay? Or I’ll come back for you,” he snickered, giving Arthur a kiss on the forehead, before handing him a paper. “Oh, and don’t read this until tomorrow, alright?”
“Of course,” Arthur nodded, tucking the letter into his pocket.
“Hey, why not let’s have dinner here together?” Alfred asked, looking at Jackson, “I’m sure you guys don’t mind, right?”
“Of course not,” Jackson smiled warmly at his King, “It would be wonderful.”
“The crew on the Britannia, too.” Alfred smiled brightly. “You all, come on over!”
“Sure, mate!” Steve laughed brightly, waving at the crew to come on over. “Let’s make this a night to remember.” He smiled knowingly, but neither Arthur nor Alfred noticed.
---
It was a wonderful evening, full of laughter and song, and when Alfred woke up, with Arthur in his arms, sleeping peacefully in the quarters prepared for them, a smile crossed his face as he kissed his bride-to-be on the forehead.
Arthur groaned slightly and slowly, he opened his eye.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He uttered softly to Arthur, and a smile crossed Arthur’s face.
“Good morning, love,” Arthur mumbled, leaning up to kiss Alfred.
They shared kisses for a while, gently showering each other with love and affection, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Your Majesty,” Jackson’s voice floated in through the door, “The Britannia is gone, sire.”
“What?” Alfred blinked, and he and Arthur exchanged blank stares. Quickly, they got out of bed and together they went outside on to the deck to find the Britannia gone. Arthur frowned, and Alfred gaped at the empty space next to the ship, and suddenly Arthur remembered Steve’s letter to him.
“Alfred,” Arthur tugged on Alfred’s shirt, catching his husband-to-be’s attention. “Look,”
The two looked down at the letter:
Art!
If you’re reading this, it means we’ve already upped and skedaddled! It’s wonderful to know you’re finally going to be happy, cus, and me, Luke and the entire crew wish you good luck on being the Queen of Spades! You’ve really done us proud!
We had to leave because we might get caught-you made the name Captain Arthur Kirkland the most feared name on the seas, you know-so sorry if we made you mad, or worried, or maybe even both.
Al, mate, if you’re reading this, good luck getting Art into bed! He’s still a virgin, too! Oh, and a Blessed! I’m sure he’ll bring you lots of joy, in and out of the bedroom… if you know what I mean! Honestly, you’ve rubbed off on me, mate, and I’m happy to say I’m proud of you for finally wooing my old-man-of-a-sea-beauty cousin Artie. Good luck at being King!
I’ve made Luke my first mate, since he’s really the one supposed to inherit the name, right? Fat chance I’ll let my little bro take this ship! He’s still too young for these things. I’ll take good care of him, until he’s old enough to take over. When that time comes, you better leave me a room in the castle! I want to live the life!
Don’t worry-we’ll be there at your wedding. We’re family too, right?
Love you, cus!
Ste-(this part was crossed out) Captain Arthur Kirkland
Arthur and Alfred shared a look, and the two of them smiled.
“Now, then, babe,” Alfred chuckled, kissing Arthur’s forehead, “Time to worry about what to wear at our wedding, right?”
“Yes, dear,” Arthur chuckled. “I can’t wait.”
“Me either.” Alfred smiled, kissing Arthur gently. He pulled away, looking into Arthur’s eye. “I can’t wait to say I do.”
“Me too.” Arthur softly said, leaning against Alfred as their ship began to travel back to Spades.
Alfred smiled in contentment, and stroked Arthur’s hair, as they headed back to his kingdom, to a new life together…
Until death do them part.
Ookay, I know I'm absolute shit when it comes so endings, so please let me be dealt with accordingly.
Now, then. YAY! Spoiled Rotten is now finished! The first arc of the series is now completed, thanks so much to everyone who put up with me! Thanks so much for the reviews!
Next is my apology. I'm terribly sorry for the loooonnnnnggg delay Spoiled Rotten's last chapter had, but because of school and its demanding shenanigans (I have a Monday to Saturday schedule. I'm able to post this because our first round of exams just finished. Yes, I have exams already, my school's such a bitch.) I had to delay, and delay, and delaaaaay. So, the next update (the following fic after this, Alternate and Do Re Mi) will probably take a while to come up. I'm truly sorry for becoming inactive in my entertainment job. I love you guys.
Another announcement: I have moved to a new URL on Tumblr. Please (stalk) follow me at my new URL: bk- bukkun . tumblr. com
derpderpderp. I want to shoot myself in the mouth.