Raison D'etre ~Reason to Live~ (12/17)
“Hm,” Antonio muttered opening his eyes, “Well, seems like someone’s intruding.”
Lovino slowly awoke and looked up at Antonio. “What’s going on, Spain bastard,” he asked frowning. Antonio smiled at him. “Nothing just seems as if someone’s trying to look into my hidden memories.”
Lovino instantly sat up. “Is it…”
“No,” Antonio said chuckling, “But it’s someone who is very skilled at this,” he looked at Lovino, “Care to help, my Italian Familiar.”
“Hmph! Bastard,” Lovino said grabbing onto a long curl that stuck out of his head. “Don’t move,” he said as Antonio closed his eyes. Chanting a few words in Italian, the curl glowed and grew to the length of Lovino’s arm. Lovino fell into a trance and moved the curl into Antonio’s ear.
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The floor of the house began to shake. Toris and Felkis lost their balance and fell to the floor. Arthur almost fell but was caught by Alfred. Ivan picked Toris up and put him back next to the computer. Alfred looked around. “What the hell was that,” he said.
Ivan looked out the window. “It might have been earthquake, but it seems that only this house is being affected.”
Arthur then had realization. “Wait, you guys, doesn’t something like this happened when Tino is using hard magic.” Alfred and Ivan both looked at Arthur in shock. “You don’t think….that Tino is doing a spell without us knowing, do you,” Alfred asked scared.
Arthur was about to answer when Berwald burst into the room, still in pajamas, with their dog at his feet. “Where’s Tino,” he yelled. The three men in the room looked at each other and Ivan said calmly, “Not here.”
“Berwald, do you know what’s going on, and shouldn’t you be in bed,” Arthur said almost as scared as Alfred.
Berwald looked even worse. “The shaking w’ke me up. I kn’w Tino was d’ing some sp’ll, but he usually t’lls me…unl’ss.” Then, with a flash a realization, Berwald dashed out the room, Alfred and Arthur close behind. Ivan stayed inside the room with the two robots. They eventually ended up outside of the study. Berwald banged on the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. “Tino! I know you’re in th’re.”
Alfred and Arthur looked at each then at the door. “Why would Tino do something like this without telling Berwald first? That’s unlike him,” Alfred said.
Then, out of nowhere, they heard Tino’s voice. “Su-san,” he said softly.
Alfred jumped back in fear. “How…how is he doing that,” he said panicked. Arthur shushed him. Tino went on. “I’m sorry, Su-san, that I’m doing a test without telling you. I’m using the secret technique that will allow me to go into ‘his’ memories.”
Even though he didn’t say the name, everyone knew who Tino meant. Berwald hit the door harder. “Don’t do th’s Tino. Once h’s Familiar real’zes he’s being att’cked, there’s no doubt th’t you w’ll…”
“I’m sorry,” Tino continued, “But I want to be useful to you, Su-san. I know…that I’m just a replacement for your previous lover…but, now, I can make you happy, right? I know that you tried, but I can’t replace him, but I can try…right?”
“What the hell is he talking about, Berwald,” Alfred said, “trying to hurt himself, maybe kill himself for you r sake... and you only think of him as a replacement. That’s…so wrong.”
Arthur turned and looked guiltily at the wall. “Please don’t tell me…that this is my fault?” Arthur thought. Berwald put his head on the door. “That’s n’t right…you’re wr’ng…I don’t th’nk th’t of you…”
The ground started to shake again. When it stopped, there was silence. Then…
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Everyone froze when they heard Tino scream. Berwald banged the door harder. “TINO,” he yelled. Alfred moved Berwald out of the way, and kicked the door down. Berwald ran in and found Tino on the floor, eyes wide open but dark, with a little blood coming from his mouth.
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Lovino let out a sigh and removed the curl from Antonio’s body. Antonio laughed. “Wow, wasn’t that a little harsh?”
Lovino frowned and turned away. “Not at all! I show no mercy to anyone who messes with you…I mean…”
Antonio laughed. “You almost sound jealous, Lovino.”
Lovino punched him. “Don’t call me that, Spain! Code names only! We’re not that close!”
“Okay, okay, Romano.”
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Tino slowly began to awaken. “Tino,” Berwald sighed with relief. Tino looked around to see that they were in Berwald’s bedroom. Ivan was in the door way holding a smiling Feliks and terrified Toris. Alfred and Arthur were standing next to the bed and Berwald was kneeling in front of him. “Su-san…everyone…I’m sorry for worrying everyone.”
Arthur smiled. “Tino, we’re just glad you’re okay, right,” he said looking at Alfred. Al nodded enthusiastically. Berwald held Tino’s hand tight. “Tino…why d’d you th’nk that your w’re a repl’cem’nt f’r Den.”
Tino sat up quickly and looked him shocked. “You…said his name!”
Berwald nodded and kept a serious face. “Den…was imp’rtant to me…and the time I sp’nt with him could never be repl’ced…just like h’w my time w’th you could never be repl’ced.”
Tino still looked shocked. “You’re time with me…could never be replaced.” Berwald nodded and got up. He went to his drawer, pulled something out and went back to the bed. “Which is why,” he said kneeling and showing the thing he got; a ring box, “I w’nt you to be my wife, for real.”
Tino instantly blushed. He took the ring box and opened it. Inside was a ring with the stone Saga Green* in its center. Tino smiled and said, “I’m not going to be your wife, Su-san.” Berwald’s face instantly fell futher. “But,” Tino said putting the ring on his finger, “I will be your husband.”
Berwald then smiled and moved his face closer to Tino’s. “Tino…Jag älskar dig,” he said as he softly kissed him. Ivan chuckled lightly and left the room. Alfred turned his head, smiling and blushing slightly, and turned to leave as well. Arthur blushed harder, embarrassed whenever he saw people kissing, and followed Alfred, who had left the house. Alfred breathed in and let out a sigh. “Wow, is it morning already! I’m not even tired.”
Arthur smiled and said, “Tino and Berwald looked really happy, didn’t they.” Alfred looked at him and smiled. “Yeah, especially Berwald. That guy needs to smile more.”
Arthur laughed lightly and said. “Our time together…” Alfred walked closer to him. “Even if I get my memories back, Alfred, do you think...that the memories we’ve shared…that’ll I’ll still remember them?”
Alfred looked at him shocked and said with a big grin, “Of course! I’m too awesome to be forgotten. And the times we’ve shared…well, I know they’re special to me.” Arthur blushed bright red and hit him lightly. “…Alfred, you idiot.”
“Oh, Alfred, Arthur, wait,” they heard Berwald call. They turned and saw Berwald and Tino coming towards them with a piece of paper. “Tino did g’t some infom’tion from this person that he drew from memory,” Berwald said handing Alfred the paper. Alfred looked at it.
“…What the hell!?”**
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“Matt, I know you’re here, so open the damn door,” Alfred yelled. There was no answer. “Matt!”
“Alfred, he’s not here, no stop, or Vash will come out, most likely to be followed by Gilbert, then Elizaveta, and then we’re screwed,” Arthur said pulling him away from the door. Alfred shook his head and looked at the picture. “Arthur, please tell me that you got some of your memory is back! Explain this! There’s no way this is recent, it’s in the fall and I found you last month and it’s spring…Arthur!”
Arthur looked at him sadly. “I…don’t…remember…”
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Alfred and Arthur walked down the street to Cool Breezing. Alfred had the day off, but he was short on money, so Arthur was paying for lunch before he went to work at Pierre’s. Alfred kept silent most of the way, sometimes muttering about his brother and where he could be. Arthur stayed silent as well, watching the people pass him by. He saw a couple holding hands walk past them and he followed their movement until he stopped. Alfred stopped as well. “Hey, Artie, you okay?”
Arthur shook his head. “I’m fine, let’s keep going.” Alfred shrugged and started walking again. Arthur followed behind and said, “Hey, Alfred, I wondering…and this is purely just for my own knowledge, but why do people walk holding hands.”
Alfred half turned and laughed. “And you thought I asked weird stuff,” he then thought about it, “I guess…it just makes them happy. Of course, it only works if it’s with someone you love, I guess.”
Arthur nodded and Alfred turned back towards his walking direction. Arthur’s eyes slowly looked towards Alfred’s hand. “Happy holding hands,” he thought. Slowly, he reached out to grab it when Alfred stopped and he walked into his back. “Arthur, we’re here,” Alfred said.
The pair walked in when someone else ran into Alfred. “Oh…sorry…oh, hey Alfred!” Seychelles said with a smile. Alfred smiled back. “Hey Seychelles, where are you going, don’t you work today?”
Seychelles smiled brightly. “Oh, I just got off,” she then looked around Alfred and saw Arthur. “Ah, you must be Arthur! I’m Seychelles! I’m so glad I finally met you, Alfred has told me a lot about you,” she snickering.
Arthur then proceeded to glare at Alfred and then said, “It’s nice…to meet you to.” Alfred laughed and replied, “Don’t worry, I didn’t say…much. Anyway, Arthur treating me to lunch before I take him to work!”
Seychelles smile got smaller. “Oh…are you still working at the bakery shop.” Arthur nodded and she said, “Well…I best be going…see you later, Alfred.” She then ran out the door. Arthur looked confused. Alfred sighed. “I’m really starting to worry about her,” he said and then thought, “Especially since it seems that she and Francis know each other.”
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After they ate, Alfred and Arthur headed over to Pierre’s. Upon entering the store, they saw Gilbert at the register. He turned, smiled and started to leave frowning. “I wouldn’t stay here long, I’ve been here for half an hour and no one has come to the register. Stupid…French bastard…for making the awesome me wait!” He then proceeded to stomp out the door. Arthur sighed. “Maybe this is where Alfred gets the whole awesome thing from.”
“Hey, Francis, you here,” Alfred called going behind the desk. Arthur followed. They went to the back room to find Francis standing as if in a trance over cake batter. “Francis,” Alfred yelled and Francis dropped the spoon he was holding, spilling the batter.
“Huh? Oh, Monsieur Arthur and Alfred. I didn’t you there.”
“I scared you huh,” Alfred said with a grin. Francis hit him lightly with spoon. “No, I was just spacing out. But now I’ll need a new spoon and more batter.”
“I’ll do it,” Arthur said picking the bowel up, “I did come to work…unfortunately.” Francis chuckled and pointed to another back room. “Merci! Since you’re working here regularly now, you can now use you’re uniform!” Arthur groaned going to the room. “I already know that I’m going to regret this.”
Alfred laughed and then got serious when Arthur was gone. “Seriously, Francis, are you okay? Cause you looked like you were upset for a reason.”
Francis smiled and said, “I’m fine, Alfred. I was just reminiscing, that’s all.” He then went to the front o the store, Alfred following. “That usually leads to me spacing out,” he said while sitting in front of the window.
Alfred nodded. “Just know that…if you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me. I may not look like it…or act like it, but I can listen when needed. You were there for me when Arthur was kidnapped…and I want to return the favor.”
“Alfred,” Francis said touched and then smiled. “Thank you, but I’m fine really…”
“Francis…please tell me this is some kind of joke,” Arthur yelled coming to the front. He was dress a very revealing brown shirt, with a similarly brown vest that had white frilling. On his legs was black leather pants. Alfred’s face was the color of a freshly ripe tomato. “Oh...my…god! Arthur…that outfit!”
Francis instantly stood up. “As sexy as you look in that, that not the right one.” Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. “You see, that was made for someone else, but I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.”
“Francis,” Alfred and Arthur muttered. “I wonder if it belonged to Jeanne,” Alfred thought. He then saw out the corner of his eye something moving. He looked out the window. Standing across the street, next to a pole with tears in her eyes, was Seychelles! “Seychelles,” Alfred yelled. Both Francis and Arthur turned towards the window. “Seychelles,” Francis said.
Seychelles quickly ran away. Alfred started to run out the store. “I’ll go after her, look after Arthur,” he yelled. Francis made a grab for Alfred, but he was already gone. “Alfred…you’re an idiot,” he said grabbing his chest. Arthur looked at him, suddenly feeling sympathy.
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“Seychelles,” Alfred yelled chasing the girl across the campus. Once they reached the park Alfred finally caught her. “You should know…that you can’t outrun a hero…right,” he said panting.
Seychelles simply stood still. Then she turned and started to cry into Alfred’s shirt. “He’s horrible,” she cried, “He would want to be with anyone who was cute, even cute boys!”
Alfred simply stood there in shock. “Sey…Seychelles.”
Seychelles continued to cry. “He told me…that that outfit was for me…but now that boy…”
Alfred gasped. “That outfit Arthur was wearing…that was yours!”
Seychelles simply cried harder.
*Saga Green is a type of marble that is found in Finland http://www.graniteland.com/stone/saga-green
**Click the link to see the picture Alfred recieves
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Lovino slowly awoke and looked up at Antonio. “What’s going on, Spain bastard,” he asked frowning. Antonio smiled at him. “Nothing just seems as if someone’s trying to look into my hidden memories.”
Lovino instantly sat up. “Is it…”
“No,” Antonio said chuckling, “But it’s someone who is very skilled at this,” he looked at Lovino, “Care to help, my Italian Familiar.”
“Hmph! Bastard,” Lovino said grabbing onto a long curl that stuck out of his head. “Don’t move,” he said as Antonio closed his eyes. Chanting a few words in Italian, the curl glowed and grew to the length of Lovino’s arm. Lovino fell into a trance and moved the curl into Antonio’s ear.
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The floor of the house began to shake. Toris and Felkis lost their balance and fell to the floor. Arthur almost fell but was caught by Alfred. Ivan picked Toris up and put him back next to the computer. Alfred looked around. “What the hell was that,” he said.
Ivan looked out the window. “It might have been earthquake, but it seems that only this house is being affected.”
Arthur then had realization. “Wait, you guys, doesn’t something like this happened when Tino is using hard magic.” Alfred and Ivan both looked at Arthur in shock. “You don’t think….that Tino is doing a spell without us knowing, do you,” Alfred asked scared.
Arthur was about to answer when Berwald burst into the room, still in pajamas, with their dog at his feet. “Where’s Tino,” he yelled. The three men in the room looked at each other and Ivan said calmly, “Not here.”
“Berwald, do you know what’s going on, and shouldn’t you be in bed,” Arthur said almost as scared as Alfred.
Berwald looked even worse. “The shaking w’ke me up. I kn’w Tino was d’ing some sp’ll, but he usually t’lls me…unl’ss.” Then, with a flash a realization, Berwald dashed out the room, Alfred and Arthur close behind. Ivan stayed inside the room with the two robots. They eventually ended up outside of the study. Berwald banged on the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. “Tino! I know you’re in th’re.”
Alfred and Arthur looked at each then at the door. “Why would Tino do something like this without telling Berwald first? That’s unlike him,” Alfred said.
Then, out of nowhere, they heard Tino’s voice. “Su-san,” he said softly.
Alfred jumped back in fear. “How…how is he doing that,” he said panicked. Arthur shushed him. Tino went on. “I’m sorry, Su-san, that I’m doing a test without telling you. I’m using the secret technique that will allow me to go into ‘his’ memories.”
Even though he didn’t say the name, everyone knew who Tino meant. Berwald hit the door harder. “Don’t do th’s Tino. Once h’s Familiar real’zes he’s being att’cked, there’s no doubt th’t you w’ll…”
“I’m sorry,” Tino continued, “But I want to be useful to you, Su-san. I know…that I’m just a replacement for your previous lover…but, now, I can make you happy, right? I know that you tried, but I can’t replace him, but I can try…right?”
“What the hell is he talking about, Berwald,” Alfred said, “trying to hurt himself, maybe kill himself for you r sake... and you only think of him as a replacement. That’s…so wrong.”
Arthur turned and looked guiltily at the wall. “Please don’t tell me…that this is my fault?” Arthur thought. Berwald put his head on the door. “That’s n’t right…you’re wr’ng…I don’t th’nk th’t of you…”
The ground started to shake again. When it stopped, there was silence. Then…
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Everyone froze when they heard Tino scream. Berwald banged the door harder. “TINO,” he yelled. Alfred moved Berwald out of the way, and kicked the door down. Berwald ran in and found Tino on the floor, eyes wide open but dark, with a little blood coming from his mouth.
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Lovino let out a sigh and removed the curl from Antonio’s body. Antonio laughed. “Wow, wasn’t that a little harsh?”
Lovino frowned and turned away. “Not at all! I show no mercy to anyone who messes with you…I mean…”
Antonio laughed. “You almost sound jealous, Lovino.”
Lovino punched him. “Don’t call me that, Spain! Code names only! We’re not that close!”
“Okay, okay, Romano.”
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Tino slowly began to awaken. “Tino,” Berwald sighed with relief. Tino looked around to see that they were in Berwald’s bedroom. Ivan was in the door way holding a smiling Feliks and terrified Toris. Alfred and Arthur were standing next to the bed and Berwald was kneeling in front of him. “Su-san…everyone…I’m sorry for worrying everyone.”
Arthur smiled. “Tino, we’re just glad you’re okay, right,” he said looking at Alfred. Al nodded enthusiastically. Berwald held Tino’s hand tight. “Tino…why d’d you th’nk that your w’re a repl’cem’nt f’r Den.”
Tino sat up quickly and looked him shocked. “You…said his name!”
Berwald nodded and kept a serious face. “Den…was imp’rtant to me…and the time I sp’nt with him could never be repl’ced…just like h’w my time w’th you could never be repl’ced.”
Tino still looked shocked. “You’re time with me…could never be replaced.” Berwald nodded and got up. He went to his drawer, pulled something out and went back to the bed. “Which is why,” he said kneeling and showing the thing he got; a ring box, “I w’nt you to be my wife, for real.”
Tino instantly blushed. He took the ring box and opened it. Inside was a ring with the stone Saga Green* in its center. Tino smiled and said, “I’m not going to be your wife, Su-san.” Berwald’s face instantly fell futher. “But,” Tino said putting the ring on his finger, “I will be your husband.”
Berwald then smiled and moved his face closer to Tino’s. “Tino…Jag älskar dig,” he said as he softly kissed him. Ivan chuckled lightly and left the room. Alfred turned his head, smiling and blushing slightly, and turned to leave as well. Arthur blushed harder, embarrassed whenever he saw people kissing, and followed Alfred, who had left the house. Alfred breathed in and let out a sigh. “Wow, is it morning already! I’m not even tired.”
Arthur smiled and said, “Tino and Berwald looked really happy, didn’t they.” Alfred looked at him and smiled. “Yeah, especially Berwald. That guy needs to smile more.”
Arthur laughed lightly and said. “Our time together…” Alfred walked closer to him. “Even if I get my memories back, Alfred, do you think...that the memories we’ve shared…that’ll I’ll still remember them?”
Alfred looked at him shocked and said with a big grin, “Of course! I’m too awesome to be forgotten. And the times we’ve shared…well, I know they’re special to me.” Arthur blushed bright red and hit him lightly. “…Alfred, you idiot.”
“Oh, Alfred, Arthur, wait,” they heard Berwald call. They turned and saw Berwald and Tino coming towards them with a piece of paper. “Tino did g’t some infom’tion from this person that he drew from memory,” Berwald said handing Alfred the paper. Alfred looked at it.
“…What the hell!?”**
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“Matt, I know you’re here, so open the damn door,” Alfred yelled. There was no answer. “Matt!”
“Alfred, he’s not here, no stop, or Vash will come out, most likely to be followed by Gilbert, then Elizaveta, and then we’re screwed,” Arthur said pulling him away from the door. Alfred shook his head and looked at the picture. “Arthur, please tell me that you got some of your memory is back! Explain this! There’s no way this is recent, it’s in the fall and I found you last month and it’s spring…Arthur!”
Arthur looked at him sadly. “I…don’t…remember…”
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Alfred and Arthur walked down the street to Cool Breezing. Alfred had the day off, but he was short on money, so Arthur was paying for lunch before he went to work at Pierre’s. Alfred kept silent most of the way, sometimes muttering about his brother and where he could be. Arthur stayed silent as well, watching the people pass him by. He saw a couple holding hands walk past them and he followed their movement until he stopped. Alfred stopped as well. “Hey, Artie, you okay?”
Arthur shook his head. “I’m fine, let’s keep going.” Alfred shrugged and started walking again. Arthur followed behind and said, “Hey, Alfred, I wondering…and this is purely just for my own knowledge, but why do people walk holding hands.”
Alfred half turned and laughed. “And you thought I asked weird stuff,” he then thought about it, “I guess…it just makes them happy. Of course, it only works if it’s with someone you love, I guess.”
Arthur nodded and Alfred turned back towards his walking direction. Arthur’s eyes slowly looked towards Alfred’s hand. “Happy holding hands,” he thought. Slowly, he reached out to grab it when Alfred stopped and he walked into his back. “Arthur, we’re here,” Alfred said.
The pair walked in when someone else ran into Alfred. “Oh…sorry…oh, hey Alfred!” Seychelles said with a smile. Alfred smiled back. “Hey Seychelles, where are you going, don’t you work today?”
Seychelles smiled brightly. “Oh, I just got off,” she then looked around Alfred and saw Arthur. “Ah, you must be Arthur! I’m Seychelles! I’m so glad I finally met you, Alfred has told me a lot about you,” she snickering.
Arthur then proceeded to glare at Alfred and then said, “It’s nice…to meet you to.” Alfred laughed and replied, “Don’t worry, I didn’t say…much. Anyway, Arthur treating me to lunch before I take him to work!”
Seychelles smile got smaller. “Oh…are you still working at the bakery shop.” Arthur nodded and she said, “Well…I best be going…see you later, Alfred.” She then ran out the door. Arthur looked confused. Alfred sighed. “I’m really starting to worry about her,” he said and then thought, “Especially since it seems that she and Francis know each other.”
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After they ate, Alfred and Arthur headed over to Pierre’s. Upon entering the store, they saw Gilbert at the register. He turned, smiled and started to leave frowning. “I wouldn’t stay here long, I’ve been here for half an hour and no one has come to the register. Stupid…French bastard…for making the awesome me wait!” He then proceeded to stomp out the door. Arthur sighed. “Maybe this is where Alfred gets the whole awesome thing from.”
“Hey, Francis, you here,” Alfred called going behind the desk. Arthur followed. They went to the back room to find Francis standing as if in a trance over cake batter. “Francis,” Alfred yelled and Francis dropped the spoon he was holding, spilling the batter.
“Huh? Oh, Monsieur Arthur and Alfred. I didn’t you there.”
“I scared you huh,” Alfred said with a grin. Francis hit him lightly with spoon. “No, I was just spacing out. But now I’ll need a new spoon and more batter.”
“I’ll do it,” Arthur said picking the bowel up, “I did come to work…unfortunately.” Francis chuckled and pointed to another back room. “Merci! Since you’re working here regularly now, you can now use you’re uniform!” Arthur groaned going to the room. “I already know that I’m going to regret this.”
Alfred laughed and then got serious when Arthur was gone. “Seriously, Francis, are you okay? Cause you looked like you were upset for a reason.”
Francis smiled and said, “I’m fine, Alfred. I was just reminiscing, that’s all.” He then went to the front o the store, Alfred following. “That usually leads to me spacing out,” he said while sitting in front of the window.
Alfred nodded. “Just know that…if you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me. I may not look like it…or act like it, but I can listen when needed. You were there for me when Arthur was kidnapped…and I want to return the favor.”
“Alfred,” Francis said touched and then smiled. “Thank you, but I’m fine really…”
“Francis…please tell me this is some kind of joke,” Arthur yelled coming to the front. He was dress a very revealing brown shirt, with a similarly brown vest that had white frilling. On his legs was black leather pants. Alfred’s face was the color of a freshly ripe tomato. “Oh...my…god! Arthur…that outfit!”
Francis instantly stood up. “As sexy as you look in that, that not the right one.” Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. “You see, that was made for someone else, but I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.”
“Francis,” Alfred and Arthur muttered. “I wonder if it belonged to Jeanne,” Alfred thought. He then saw out the corner of his eye something moving. He looked out the window. Standing across the street, next to a pole with tears in her eyes, was Seychelles! “Seychelles,” Alfred yelled. Both Francis and Arthur turned towards the window. “Seychelles,” Francis said.
Seychelles quickly ran away. Alfred started to run out the store. “I’ll go after her, look after Arthur,” he yelled. Francis made a grab for Alfred, but he was already gone. “Alfred…you’re an idiot,” he said grabbing his chest. Arthur looked at him, suddenly feeling sympathy.
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“Seychelles,” Alfred yelled chasing the girl across the campus. Once they reached the park Alfred finally caught her. “You should know…that you can’t outrun a hero…right,” he said panting.
Seychelles simply stood still. Then she turned and started to cry into Alfred’s shirt. “He’s horrible,” she cried, “He would want to be with anyone who was cute, even cute boys!”
Alfred simply stood there in shock. “Sey…Seychelles.”
Seychelles continued to cry. “He told me…that that outfit was for me…but now that boy…”
Alfred gasped. “That outfit Arthur was wearing…that was yours!”
Seychelles simply cried harder.
*Saga Green is a type of marble that is found in Finland http://www.graniteland.com/stone/saga-green
**Click the link to see the picture Alfred recieves
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