Arthur glanced over his shoulder and smiled at the other. ”Because I think there always is something to be happy about. It gives you this glowing kind of feeling, doesn’t it” Arthur laughed and pulled to a stop once they were closer the other couple. Arthur folded his arms and frowned at the other. ”But they look so happy. Wouldn’t you want someone who cares about you no matter what you do? Someone who loves you and will always support you?”
Alfred felt the Englishman’s hand slip away when the stopped walking to get a better look at their counterparts. “… Like who?” he muttered, averting his eyes. No, he couldn’t think of anyone who’d love or support him. He didn’t exactly get along well with other nations, including his own brother. So who needed that bullshit anyway?— Well, okay, maybe he sort of wanted someone like that but he’d never admit it to Arthur. If he did, he’d show his more vulnerable side. Alfred just kept quiet, letting the silence linger until Arthur broke it or if he could change the subject somehow.
Arthur folded his arms and pouted. ”Is there really no one who you would like to take care of you? I can name one right away” Arthur huffed and turned back to the couple. Wasn’t it obvious enough, that their counterparts were rolling through the grass like a bunch of dorks, that Arthur had the same feelings for his Alfred? I mean, look at them! Hugging, laughing, kissing! He wanted to do the same with his dark Alfred, why didn’t he get it?!
“Why do you care?” he snapped, looking back at with a glare from the corner of his eyes. Why was Arthur telling him this, and why does it have to be now? He didn’t want to discuss this. “Anyway, you got any bright ideas to tear those two fuckers apart?” The American grinned, looking back at them. “‘Cause I just wanna take ‘em out.” there was a thirst for blood in his tone. All they really had to do now was to drag their other selves into their world while the two explore theirs and, perhaps, pretend to be them for a while.
”I don’t care. I just was concerned about your private life. I wouldn’t want you to end up alone!” he puffed as he folded his arms. ”We don’t have to tear those fuckers apart. We only have to force them to switch with us. And there is certainly no need to kill them.” Arthur glared at he other and then shifted his gaze to the other two. ”I say we drag them into the bushes, threaten them and switch around. Considering the fact that we have knifes and bats, that shouldn’t be too hard.” Arthur stated with a somewhat evil grin.
“When I said taking them out, I didn’t mean killing them, dumbass. Just knock ‘em out for a while. Remember what I told you before?” he watched the two from their distance while he listened to the other’s plans. A disgust look on his face mixed with hate by just looking at their counterparts content together. He wanted to just beat them up in a bloody pulp, especially his own other half. “Alright, and how are we gonna do that?”
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