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After your marvellous time in Hawaii with Arthur, your children and friends, you were shocked to see just how much work had piled up for both you and Arthur. You had expected a few files, but piles of paper that tottered with every puff of wind… That was a bit much. You turned back to your boss, whose rant you had so far been tuned out of.

"So I want you finished before the end of this week! Am I understood?!" he puffed, red faced.
'Gosh... Normally he's quite good looking... but now?... I'll pass thanks.' You thought to yourself as you processed what he said

"BUT SIR!" you cried "IT'S FRIDAY!"

"____, I am fully aware of that. It was your choice to go on holiday. It's time you learnt that nothing is without consequences." He turned and left. You sat down heavily in a nearby chair.

"Arthur!" you called. No answer. "Arthur?!" you called again, getting up and running down the hall. He always told you if he was going out, and all ways called out to you if you were asking for him.
You searched the whole house, and he was nowhere to be found.ur work early so you finished it early, Today, Arthur wasn't home and you don't know where did he go.

'That Brit.. where did he go!?! Leaving without telling me! How rude! Not like his normal gentlemanly attitude that's for sure! your blood boiled. He had been there that afternoon, and now it was early evening and the children were asleep. If only the house was yours! You could lock all the doors and leave the silly git to freeze. But, it was not your house, so you couldn't do that. You called Francis, and then Gilbert to no avail.

'I may as well be slightly productive and start this stupid paperwork' you flopped down at your desk and pulled the first tottering stack of paper towards you. Halfway through a form your pen skittered across the page as your phone rang, startling you. You glanced at the called ID.

"Yes Francis?"

"Mon cher, Can you pick up Anglettere here?"

"Pick up? What do you mean?"

"Promise me you won't get angry"

"Go ahead."

"We're at a bar near at my house, He's drunk..."

"WHAT!?!?" you hung up the phone and immediately went to the bar.

'HOW DARE HE!' You mentally screamed. He was drunk, while you were at home with the children slaving over work! When you reached the bar, you kicked the door open. You could almost feel your anger condensing around you until it formed an almost Ivan-like aura. Guessing by Francis' expression, you looked as you felt.

"You bushy brows!!! You left your work just to drink!!!" you cried. He was asleep so he didn't hear you. You approached to him and wanted to strangle him with his necktie, you pulled him up and threw him at the car without showing any kindness.

"I never met a Brit who couldn't hold his drink," you said teasingly, trying to lighten the oppressive mood.  He didn't even glance at you. You sighed and went to open the door, leaving him in the car. It turns out that he doesn't like staying in cars alone, as he was swaying towards you.  He staggered inside and slammed the door. You wrinkled your nose as he got closer, God he stinks!

"Arthur! Since when-!?" he suddenly pinned you against the door and cornered you.

"What is it?" your eyes widened, He didn't respond, his hand was running to your thigh while nuzzling your neck.

"S-Stop it..." he started to unbutton his shirt, his hand was touching your hips making you squeal.

"I said stop!" you managed to push him away and for good measure, slapped him. Of course, It hurt Arthur,  He looked up at you in shock for a second, before once more attempting to pin you to the door.

"What's your problem!?"

"My problem you ask? It's you ___, you're my problem!"

"What!? Did i do something to offend you? Seriously, This is the part I hate about you Arthur! You never tell me what you're thinking!" you walked out of the hallway, heading to your bedroom. You needed to sleep.

'You're my problem ___... I don't know how I can confess this feeling... Am I going crazy?'

Yes, I'm really going crazy because of her... No, I'm just drunk... If I drink more I can forget this feeling right?... That's impossible...

I cried a lot because of you
I laughed a lot because of you
I believed in the love because of you

I'm speechless, suffocating and lonely

(Next Day)

You emerged from your bedroom not much better off than when you entered. You couldn't sleep because of Arthur, you couldn't get the images of the drunken Arthur out of your head. The stink of Alcohol on his breath… his hands on you… you shook your head to clear the memories. You didn't know if you should apologise for slapping him, or just ignore him and pretend the whole thing never happened, and wait for him to say 'sorry' first.

He hadn't slept beside you, so you found him snoring on the couch. Tears on his pale cheeks.

You approached to him and kneeled down and wiped his tears.

'Did he cry the whole night? But, why did he cry?'

He slowly opened his eyes and saw you.

"___...? Huh? What am I doing here?" he asked

'He forgot? Well... I think it's good, It'll be awkward if he remembers it right?' you sighed in relief, You're that kind of person, finding it easy to forgive...

What a complicated love...
I've been listening to sad songs lately huh...? That''s why it ended up like this.

I swear to God this is the last sad chapter Im going to make!!! :iconvoodooplz:

Oh~? This line;

I cried a lot because of you
I laughed a lot because of you
I believed in the love because of you

I'm speechless, suffocating and lonely

From Because of you by Afterschool
someone told me to put it XDDDD

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s1mr4n Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2014
Iggy…..plz….dont drink…..THINK ABOUT THE CHILDREN!
Tobygamesislife Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014
This is sooo cute.... really...
Nyoalice Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2013
Kukukukukukukukuukuku ~ *turn 2p!mode*

England, I hate drunk people ~ *out a chainsaw* Kukukukukukuku ~
ShadiceMaple Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Drunk Arthur...anything can happen when he goes out for a drink or two...
hedgehogs11 Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist

I would have gotten my axes out. Drunk dude, please step away, you will wake the kids

England: So that is why6 Alfred keeps on saying dude.

Me: Yes, I say dude.

Arthur: Hug please x pupy eyes x

Me: FINE x hugs x

Me: Stop spending so much time with france, he is rubbing of on you.

Arthur: Don't do any voodoo on him ok? Poor Gilbert, he was in the hospital for a week

Me: Fine :( :iconvoodooplz: :iconvoodoodoll:

amyhedge Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I laughed so hard while reading this~ oh, iggy, you shouldnt touch achohol or the kitchen..
CatSidheKuro Featured By Owner Jul 27, 2013  Hobbyist Filmographer
I almost crapped my pants reading this, Just-a laughing 

CItalyPruX3 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
 I hate drunk people! Iggy's so weird!
everybodydotheflop65 Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2013  Hobbyist Artist
I cried T^T
"You approached to him and wanted to strangle him with his necktie" Screw the wanted! I would have strangled him! Not enough to like kill him or anything but still! T^T
CItalyPruX3 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
 That's what Norway did to Denmark during a meeting! I love the weird choking noise he made!! I love your username!!!
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