Alfred Jones 12/16
Title: Alfred Jones 12/16
Author/Artist: Me~
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Canada, America, Prussia, Poland, France, Australia, N&S Italy, Sealand, Japan, Russia, England, Finland, Sweden, AmeriCanada
Rating: G
Warnings: Sad moment with England.
Summary:Matthew was an ordinary 12 year old boy, well for the most part. He had his brothers, a home, parents who took care of him. Until the fateful night that a strange boy flew to his window...
( Chapter 1 )
( Chapter 2 )
( Chapter 3 )
( Chapter 4 )
( Chapter 5 )
( Chapter 6 )
( Chapter 7 )
( Chapter 8 )
( Chapter 9 )
( Chapter 10 )
( Chapter 11 )
Chapter 12-Kidnapping
Spigot had his case open of different attachments for his arm. He eyed the different replacements. He decided to go with something that could stab, and cut versus his normal water pipe attachment. Spigot lifted up one of them and looked it over carefully. Toris frowned a bit, knowing that the hook like object was meant to kill Alfred. Spigot began to replace his old water pipe, when Arthur because making lots of noise again and began pounding on the glass. Spigot walked over to Arthur and lifted the ‘cage’ up, causing Arthur to stumble and fall backwards.
“Don’t worry, Comrade, with Jones dead, we’ll both be free.”
Matthew was sitting in the middle of the room, the boys gathered around him. He had one twin on either side of him, they were using his thighs as a head rest. Mathew was stroking their hair, and being very careful not to mess with their curls. Alfred had finally come back to the Home Under the Ground. He placed his hands on his hips.
“I have arranged a faerie guide...to lead you back.” He said trying to ignore the sad feeling in his chest. Matthew let the twins know to sit up so he could stand. Matthew walked towards Alfred.
“Alfred...We were wondering, if you’d like, you can come back with us.”
“Can we go Alfred?”Gilbert asked
“Please, Alfred can we go?”Kiku repeated.
“If you want to.” Alfred looked a bit more depressed.
“Get your things.” Matthew told the boys. The boys cheered as they ran about the home to get their things. Alfred made no motion to move, “You too, Al.”
“Would they send me to school?” Matthew nodded, “Then to an office.”
“It’s really your choice in what you’d like to do when you get older.” Alfred began shaking his head.
“Soon, I’ll be a man.” Matthew again nodded, “You can’t catch me and make me a man!” He said backing away from Matt. Matthew took a step forward.
“Alfred-!”
“I want always to be a boy and have fun.”
“You say that, but I think it’s your biggest pretend.” Matthew just walked away from Alfred, not bothering to say any more to him.
Arthur struggled with the glass case. Flying about, running into the walls, trying to knock it over, but all he was doing was wearing himself out. He wasn’t going to give up, even if it killed him to escape. He hit the door again and again. He hit it, and moved the case towards the edge of the desk it was sitting on. He hit it once again in the same spot to move it. he did this about three more times, before finally knocking the case off the edge of the desk. The case fell to the ground and shattered, Arthur stood up and bushed himself off, being careful of where he stood. Once he realized he was okay he took off to go help Alfred.
Spigot watched as the boys came up from under the ground, sneaking up behind the faerie guide, he whispered something deadly.
“There’s no such thing as faeries.” The faerie heard this and almost instantly died. Spigot just flicked the faerie away, like it was a bug.
Matthew walked over to the small table with the spools of thread, sewing needles, and other various objects, and picked up an old flower that the boys here had been using as cups. Matthew placed it under some water that was trickling in from above, then carefully placed it down at Alfred’s bedside. Alfred ignored Matthew’s presence.
“Don’t forget...to take your medicine.” Alfred just rolled over onto his side and continued to ignore Matthew, as Matthew began to walk towards the exit. Before Matthew started up the stairs, he looked back at Alfred one last time, and waved good bye.
Matthew walked up the stairs and out of the home, instead of being greeted by the boys’ laughter. He was greeted with the boys on their knees tied up. Matthew was about to go back inside the home, when Tino came up behind him.
“Surprise!” He said, grabbing Matthew and gagging him. Tino shoved Matthew into Berwald who picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. The pirates carried the boys off into the wood, all of them trying to shout and scream through their gags.
Alfred was mumbling as he slept. Spigot could see him through one of the various entrance ways. He went down as far as he could without getting stuck. He tried reaching for the sleeping Alfred, he cursed. He couldn’t reach. He looked about the room, or as far as he could see, and noticed the small lower cup that Matthew had left for Alfred. Spigot adjusted himself the best he could to get to the flower cup, and when he felt he was close enough, he pulled out a small vile. He smirked as he put one drop in the water. Spigot took a while before he was finally able to get out of the home. But, the moment he was out, Alfred woke up, sitting up quickly slamming his head into a root of the tree.
“I was not asleep!” He cried out. He looked about the room, it felt colder than normal, “...Mattie?” Alfred called out. Nobody was there.
Arthur flew as fast as his wings would carry him. He stopped in front of the home to see Spigot struggling to get out, and then finally making it. Arthur gasped, and flew around, and made his way towards the small entrance Alfred made for him.
Alfred noticed the flower cup, and picked it up. He stared at it for a moment before bring the flower towards his mouth. Alfred shut his eyes, and right before he could take any of the “medicine”, Arthur came in and grabbed Alfred’s lips to keep them shut.
“Artie!” Alfred mumbled angrily, grabbing Arthur by his wings. Arthur was flailing his arm about trying to warn Alfred that his medicine had been tampered with. But, Alfred wasn’t listening, he let go of Arthur, and took a deep breath and blew Arthur far away from him. Alfred went again to take the medicine. This time Arthur got in the way and the water poured all over him, Arthur tried to keep his mouth shut as to not take in any of the medicine in, but he failed. Alfred dropped the cup angry at Arthur.
“You drank my medicine!” He snapped. Arthur just looked at Alfred before throwing a coughing fit, and trying to fly safely towards the ground, “Arthur...?” Arthur landed, and struggled to stay on his feet, he stumbled around, before finally collapsing against a rock. “Artie, what’s wrong?” Arthur was breathing hard, his light fighting to stay lit, “Why is your light going out?” Alfred reached a finger out to touch Arthur, “Arthur, Why are you so cold?” Alfred placed his hands near Arthur, “Stay warm, Arthur, stay warm.” Arthur tried to smile but he couldn’t, his light faded and his eyes closed.
Alfred carefully picked up Arthur and carried him outside. He placed Arthur’s small body on the ground, and began to cry.
“I’m sorry, Arthur! Arthur, I’m so sorry! Please come back!” He cried out Arthur’s named at the top of his lungs.
Aboard the pirate ship, the boys were all tied up, Matt tied to the mast of the ship, the other boys on the floor tired together.
“There’s still room for a story teller.” Spigot said caressing Matthew’s cheek.
“I’d rather die!” Matt spat at Spigot, jerking his head away from Spigot’s hand.
“Pity.” The air became cool then cold. Everybody looked at the sky, and that’s when they the cry of Alfred.
“Ship’s company!! Hats off, a moment of silence for our fallen enemy, Alfred Jones.” The boys couldn’t believe it, Matthew shut his eyes tightly, there was no way Alfred could be dead. The pirates were silent for about a few second before Spigot grinned, “We sail at dawn!!” He shouted. The pirates cheered.
~!A/N!~
D: Oh no! Arthur. ; ^; Well nothing really I can say about this.
I hope that everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving, had a good one. =3 in the mean time I have things I gotta do this weekend. and It's looking like I won't get them done! D; crapppp
Author/Artist: Me~
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Canada, America, Prussia, Poland, France, Australia, N&S Italy, Sealand, Japan, Russia, England, Finland, Sweden, AmeriCanada
Rating: G
Warnings: Sad moment with England.
Summary:Matthew was an ordinary 12 year old boy, well for the most part. He had his brothers, a home, parents who took care of him. Until the fateful night that a strange boy flew to his window...
( Chapter 1 )
( Chapter 2 )
( Chapter 3 )
( Chapter 4 )
( Chapter 5 )
( Chapter 6 )
( Chapter 7 )
( Chapter 8 )
( Chapter 9 )
( Chapter 10 )
( Chapter 11 )
Chapter 12-Kidnapping
Spigot had his case open of different attachments for his arm. He eyed the different replacements. He decided to go with something that could stab, and cut versus his normal water pipe attachment. Spigot lifted up one of them and looked it over carefully. Toris frowned a bit, knowing that the hook like object was meant to kill Alfred. Spigot began to replace his old water pipe, when Arthur because making lots of noise again and began pounding on the glass. Spigot walked over to Arthur and lifted the ‘cage’ up, causing Arthur to stumble and fall backwards.
“Don’t worry, Comrade, with Jones dead, we’ll both be free.”
Matthew was sitting in the middle of the room, the boys gathered around him. He had one twin on either side of him, they were using his thighs as a head rest. Mathew was stroking their hair, and being very careful not to mess with their curls. Alfred had finally come back to the Home Under the Ground. He placed his hands on his hips.
“I have arranged a faerie guide...to lead you back.” He said trying to ignore the sad feeling in his chest. Matthew let the twins know to sit up so he could stand. Matthew walked towards Alfred.
“Alfred...We were wondering, if you’d like, you can come back with us.”
“Can we go Alfred?”Gilbert asked
“Please, Alfred can we go?”Kiku repeated.
“If you want to.” Alfred looked a bit more depressed.
“Get your things.” Matthew told the boys. The boys cheered as they ran about the home to get their things. Alfred made no motion to move, “You too, Al.”
“Would they send me to school?” Matthew nodded, “Then to an office.”
“It’s really your choice in what you’d like to do when you get older.” Alfred began shaking his head.
“Soon, I’ll be a man.” Matthew again nodded, “You can’t catch me and make me a man!” He said backing away from Matt. Matthew took a step forward.
“Alfred-!”
“I want always to be a boy and have fun.”
“You say that, but I think it’s your biggest pretend.” Matthew just walked away from Alfred, not bothering to say any more to him.
Arthur struggled with the glass case. Flying about, running into the walls, trying to knock it over, but all he was doing was wearing himself out. He wasn’t going to give up, even if it killed him to escape. He hit the door again and again. He hit it, and moved the case towards the edge of the desk it was sitting on. He hit it once again in the same spot to move it. he did this about three more times, before finally knocking the case off the edge of the desk. The case fell to the ground and shattered, Arthur stood up and bushed himself off, being careful of where he stood. Once he realized he was okay he took off to go help Alfred.
Spigot watched as the boys came up from under the ground, sneaking up behind the faerie guide, he whispered something deadly.
“There’s no such thing as faeries.” The faerie heard this and almost instantly died. Spigot just flicked the faerie away, like it was a bug.
Matthew walked over to the small table with the spools of thread, sewing needles, and other various objects, and picked up an old flower that the boys here had been using as cups. Matthew placed it under some water that was trickling in from above, then carefully placed it down at Alfred’s bedside. Alfred ignored Matthew’s presence.
“Don’t forget...to take your medicine.” Alfred just rolled over onto his side and continued to ignore Matthew, as Matthew began to walk towards the exit. Before Matthew started up the stairs, he looked back at Alfred one last time, and waved good bye.
Matthew walked up the stairs and out of the home, instead of being greeted by the boys’ laughter. He was greeted with the boys on their knees tied up. Matthew was about to go back inside the home, when Tino came up behind him.
“Surprise!” He said, grabbing Matthew and gagging him. Tino shoved Matthew into Berwald who picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. The pirates carried the boys off into the wood, all of them trying to shout and scream through their gags.
Alfred was mumbling as he slept. Spigot could see him through one of the various entrance ways. He went down as far as he could without getting stuck. He tried reaching for the sleeping Alfred, he cursed. He couldn’t reach. He looked about the room, or as far as he could see, and noticed the small lower cup that Matthew had left for Alfred. Spigot adjusted himself the best he could to get to the flower cup, and when he felt he was close enough, he pulled out a small vile. He smirked as he put one drop in the water. Spigot took a while before he was finally able to get out of the home. But, the moment he was out, Alfred woke up, sitting up quickly slamming his head into a root of the tree.
“I was not asleep!” He cried out. He looked about the room, it felt colder than normal, “...Mattie?” Alfred called out. Nobody was there.
Arthur flew as fast as his wings would carry him. He stopped in front of the home to see Spigot struggling to get out, and then finally making it. Arthur gasped, and flew around, and made his way towards the small entrance Alfred made for him.
Alfred noticed the flower cup, and picked it up. He stared at it for a moment before bring the flower towards his mouth. Alfred shut his eyes, and right before he could take any of the “medicine”, Arthur came in and grabbed Alfred’s lips to keep them shut.
“Artie!” Alfred mumbled angrily, grabbing Arthur by his wings. Arthur was flailing his arm about trying to warn Alfred that his medicine had been tampered with. But, Alfred wasn’t listening, he let go of Arthur, and took a deep breath and blew Arthur far away from him. Alfred went again to take the medicine. This time Arthur got in the way and the water poured all over him, Arthur tried to keep his mouth shut as to not take in any of the medicine in, but he failed. Alfred dropped the cup angry at Arthur.
“You drank my medicine!” He snapped. Arthur just looked at Alfred before throwing a coughing fit, and trying to fly safely towards the ground, “Arthur...?” Arthur landed, and struggled to stay on his feet, he stumbled around, before finally collapsing against a rock. “Artie, what’s wrong?” Arthur was breathing hard, his light fighting to stay lit, “Why is your light going out?” Alfred reached a finger out to touch Arthur, “Arthur, Why are you so cold?” Alfred placed his hands near Arthur, “Stay warm, Arthur, stay warm.” Arthur tried to smile but he couldn’t, his light faded and his eyes closed.
Alfred carefully picked up Arthur and carried him outside. He placed Arthur’s small body on the ground, and began to cry.
“I’m sorry, Arthur! Arthur, I’m so sorry! Please come back!” He cried out Arthur’s named at the top of his lungs.
Aboard the pirate ship, the boys were all tied up, Matt tied to the mast of the ship, the other boys on the floor tired together.
“There’s still room for a story teller.” Spigot said caressing Matthew’s cheek.
“I’d rather die!” Matt spat at Spigot, jerking his head away from Spigot’s hand.
“Pity.” The air became cool then cold. Everybody looked at the sky, and that’s when they the cry of Alfred.
“Ship’s company!! Hats off, a moment of silence for our fallen enemy, Alfred Jones.” The boys couldn’t believe it, Matthew shut his eyes tightly, there was no way Alfred could be dead. The pirates were silent for about a few second before Spigot grinned, “We sail at dawn!!” He shouted. The pirates cheered.
~!A/N!~
D: Oh no! Arthur. ; ^; Well nothing really I can say about this.
I hope that everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving, had a good one. =3 in the mean time I have things I gotta do this weekend. and It's looking like I won't get them done! D; crapppp