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October Fool's Day--Ch. 1Summary: Arthur wants to get back at Alfred for his Halloween prank last year, so he gets some extra help from a Welsh white witch. Her magic never fails, so he's guaranteed success with no problems, right? Uh-huh. Sure... Full of fluff and hilarity w/UK X fem!US.
Step 1: Find a Witch
Arthur was lost. The streets of Wales always confused him because he couldn't read some of the local street signs. He never bothered to learn his older brother's language out of spite, and now he was regretting it. Asking someone for directions didn't help either because of that bloody Welsh accent. I know that's English, but I can't understand a bloody thing this person is saying, he'd find himself thinking every time someone gave him directions.
"Och. Gregory. I wish we didna have to visit your cousin every year," a woman said off to Arthur's left. "Why canna he come up to Glasgow once 'n a while?"
Arthur glanced over and saw a middle-aged couple walking out of a restaurant.
My Favourite Christmas Tradition--One-shot
Summary: Christmas is full of tradition. Some traditions change with time, but then there are some that we keep the same because they are so precious to us; Alfred & Arthur are no exception to this. Lots of Colonial!US X UK & US X UK fluff & squee. One-shot.
"You mean if I hang this stocking here, Father Christmas will fill it with gifts?" Alfred asked, his eyes filled with excitement.
Arthur nodded, his green eyes sparkling with amusement.
The younger nation attached the stocking to the end of his bed. "Do you really have to go away before Christmas?" Alfred asked, looking slightly upset.
Arthur sighed and ran his hand through his messy blond hair. "It'll only be for a few days, Alfred. I have a few things I need to do in another town here in America," he said. "It's not like I'm going all the way back to England. It is just some government duties that you don't need to worry about. I should be back either Christmas Eve or, hopefully, one of the days before that. It all depends
Sunshine and Rain, Ch. 1
Ch. 1: Nations Make Strange Bedfellows
Arthur pretended to be sleeping. It was better that way. Maybe then his former "brothers" might quiet down. Arthur tried to remember if the contractor he'd hired had finished converting the den into a guest room, then worried what those "brothers" might do to any couches they found. Alfred always managed to break things, and Matthew was just plain clumsy (although he did always apologize for his accidents and pay for them, unlike Alfred).
The downside of hosting the World Conference this year in London was that those two North American brothers thought it was all right to use their former "family connection" and crash at his place instead of getting a hotel. Arthur sighed.
Yes, Alfred was getting over an economic recession, and Arthur had taught them both to be frugal. So how could he complain that they were finally using his advice? Something crashed and clattered downstairs, causing Arthur to bolt up in his bed in surprise and look toward