'Ello there. My name is Arthur Kirkland, otherwise known as England or UK. There are various things you should know before entering my regime, but I reckon it is better to learn by mistake. It is (not) a pleasure to be meeting you, enjoy your stay.
[RP Blog for Gakuen!England. I will give you a fair warning that he'll turn into an ass if you upset him even once.]
M!A status: N/A
“And what would that be? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of ghosts too? Don’t you live with them or something?” he raised an eyebrow and stared at the exit for a mere moment “You’re a grown demon.”
Arthur had always been the kind who believed what he saw was more reasonable to believe. It was why he was so negative about everything, always expecting the worst of people. “Besides, I don’t trust you one bit. It doesn’t matter if you don’t do it on purpose, what matters is that you cause trouble and are going to be a nuisance.”
Alfred sighed and shrugged his shoulders, “No I’m not afraid of ghost, although some are pretty nasty.”he paused for a moment and pouted at Arthur. “Actually if ya have to know, I’m young for a demon I’m not full grown.” It was true, he was younger compared to some of the other demon’s.
“You’re not a child nonetheless.” he scoffed “Then what are you afraid of? Not that I’ll sleep with you if you get scared but I’m rather curious..”
Crossing his arms he tilted his head and raised a brow, “The last time I checked demons had no fear, not counting God or goodness ..” obviously he didn’t believe the bloke, mostly because he wasn’t to be trusted as it said in his book, and books are rarely wrong.
“I don’t want my mum to get worried..But if you’re insisting that I stay then maybe I could make a few arrangements since it is a Saturday—” he looked down a bit curiously “Well, i-if you want.”
Arthur couldn’t really deny the fact that he wanted to stay, but what if he was being a bother to the Jones? His mother was rather too worrisome in addition to that, but there’s no saying that he couldn’t find a way to stay a bit longer. His parents were suckers for pleading.
Alfred just grinned over at Arthur. ”Don’t worry! My mom is here so she doesn’t have to worry about you since you’re gonna be with my mom, brother and I! There’s nothing for her to worry about! Please? Stay?” He nearly pleaded, eyes wide and blue as always.
He knew that his mother absolutely adored Arthur and that she would always love for him to be around. To her, Arthur was just like another son.
And it seems British boy was a sucker for pleading too “Then fine..I’ll tell my mum that.” he said somewhat trying to be nonchalant. Arthur honestly wondered why he could never say no to the American, but it wasn’t doing any harm, at least for now maybe. “And I live a couple of blocks away, it’s not going to be a problem I guess..”
Even when he was unsure if it would be a good idea or a bad one, he’d agree to Alfred’s foolish ideas and tendencies, which was very unlike him. “I think I should notify my mother now.”
Alfred was extremely happy now that Arthur seemed to relent and instead he leant back, looking at the other with his blue eyes as he nodded. Soon he pointed over to the phone, swinging his legs a bit.
“You can call her if you want! My mom won’t care if you’re here also! She wouldn’t mind a few more hours or even days!”
He soon stood up, running towards the fridge as he grabbed a drink for himself. ”Do you want anything to drink also, Arthur?”
After grabbing the phone Arthur glared at Alfred with a questioning look “Do you have..tea?” before dialing the number of his house “If not then I’m fine, I’m not really that thirsty.”
A few seconds passed and he put it back down, somewhat contemplating “No one’s answering..Usually mum—” before dialing again and ending up disappointed “Why is no one..? Uhh..I should probably check on them.”
He walked closer to Alfred “What if they went somewhere without me or worse? Could I let myself out early?”
His smirk turned into a satisfied grin when he got his way, he figured the playful threat of illness might do the trick. “Trouble? Me? Now do I look like someone who would cause ya any sort of trouble?” he snickered. And the devil couldn’t help but take this opportunity and tease the man before him.
With a fake pout on his lips he placed his arms around Arthur, “Aw, now that’s no fun, what if I get lonely and want to sleep in your bed~?
He fidgeted and got Alfred’s arms off him gently, he wouldn’t want to upset him, if he does there’s hell to pay. “D-Don’t push your luck. I’m already agreeing with you staying. And you know perfectly what I mean. You’re a demon, please. Don’t act as if you’re an innocent little poppet that could cause no trouble.”
His cheeks were a bit flushed now “I can’t believe I’m somewhat buying this nonsense..” he thought, obviously unamused as he shrugged “I’m not letting this hell boy manipulate me.”
Alfred gave a pout like frown and grabbed his arm,”So? Even demons have things they fear, what if I get a really bad nightmare, huh?” He wasn’t trying to manipulate anyone for the moment, if he was, his tactics would be slightly different. For the moment, he was having his share of fun. ”And don’t be mean, I don’t cause trouble on purpose you know, I’m just going my job.”
“And what would that be? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of ghosts too? Don’t you live with them or something?” he raised an eyebrow and stared at the exit for a mere moment “You’re a grown demon.”
Arthur had always been the kind who believed what he saw was more reasonable to believe. It was why he was so negative about everything, always expecting the worst of people. “Besides, I don’t trust you one bit. It doesn’t matter if you don’t do it on purpose, what matters is that you cause trouble and are going to be a nuisance.”
Francis groaned. “Fine we’ll have it your way. But just wait, you’ll owe me soon.” He already knew how much his cooling sucked since he’s sampled his scones. But figured it was something other then school work, it’s a start.
“Good. Come to my dorm at 6 then, though I highly doubt that.” he grinned victoriously “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it won’t taste your so-called horrible. It’s not my fault if you puke though, you have an overly high sense of taste.”
“Yeah thats it…” he mumbled. He swore no matter how many times he said how bad his food was, he still persisted. Guess it’s admirable. Though it would be more admirable if he was getting better. Six to roll around and knocked at his dorm room.
As soon as he heard a knock, Arthur stopped what he was doing for a moment and went to answer. Luckily he’d prepared dinner as soon as he got back so Francis didn’t really have to wait. Surely he’d like this one, it was an old recipe he got from his mum, and his mum was a great cook! So why would it not taste delicious?
“Ah, you’re here.” a very unusual grin formed on his face, composed of excitement and giddiness to have his food recognised and admired finally, by none other than whom everyone called the best cook in the school along with Feliciano, an Italian boy who seemed nice enough.
He nodded and grabbed his wallet. “Make sure we have a room key, dude.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not forgetful..You didn’t have to remind me.” Arthur went on and headed out.
Alfred made sure he grabbed a key before leaving the room. It would really be bad if they couldn’t get back inside.
As soon as they got outside, Arthur hurried and pressed the elevator button once and waited for it to open.
Alfred chased after Arthur, and waited beside them. He entered the elevator, the doors closed soon after they both were inside.
The Briton fiddled with his clothing a bit before stepping out the elevator as soon as it opened, making sure there were no unnecessary wrinkles even though no one would probably notice.
He led Alfred outside and looked around, feeling up the place he once lived before heading to the direction his mum usually took him to eat. “I think we’re supposed to head here.” scratching his cheek he looked to the right and then to the left “It should be around here somewhere.”
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He nodded and grabbed his wallet. “Make sure we have a room key, dude.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not forgetful..You didn’t have to remind me.” Arthur went on and headed out.
Alfred made sure he grabbed a key before leaving the room. It would really be bad if they couldn’t get back inside.
As soon as they got outside, Arthur hurried and pressed the elevator button once and waited for it to open.
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He nodded and grabbed his wallet. “Make sure we have a room key, dude.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not forgetful..You didn’t have to remind me.” Arthur went on and headed out.
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Anonymous asked: Braveblueknight; (grabs his hand)
..I suppose this is the best idea for now. Just keep on holding unto me and you’ll be fine.
