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The ring stayed shining on Arthur’s thin finger for months after. They even went and found Alfred one, though he insisted not to make it too “girly” or anything so it ended up being a simple silver with three small diamonds pushed into the interior. He didn’t want anything too big or bright, he was the hero after all, but he defiantly wanted to show his love for the Brit anyway he could. “How about this one? It’d look great on you!” Feliciano suggested, looking with Alfred at various styles and colors of suits for his big day. If you needed help with fashion or decorating, Feliciano was the one to go

Arthur didn't take the roses. He just stared with a gapping mouth and wide eyes at the America that shifted awkwardly, but he was still holding out the roses. "Alfred…" The Brit said quietly, not really able to say anything else. "Heh, yeah. Hey there, Artie." Alfred chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. He had noticed the golden ring shining on the other's pale finger but hid his surprise and emotion. His throat began to choke up and he found it hard to speak or think. "You look nice." But Alfred wasn't prepared for what happened. He had spent the ride over here trying to convince himself Arthur hated

Matthew climbed up the files of stairs until he finally reached the roof. He looked around at the buildings that held the various species, each house having its own type of animal. He weaved through them, rushing towards the one he knew held snakes. He opened the green door, being pushed aside by the warm air. Sun lamps warmed the building as he walked in, searching cautiously until he found the tag that read "Viperidae". He peered into the glass confinement, shivering as he did. The creatures were long and rough looking, and he hated to admit it but snakes were just about the only animals he was afraid of. But he had to do this. He hardly

"You son of a bitch!" Antonio fumed. "Gilbert…" Matthew muttered quietly, all eyes on the red faced albino with the young Italian whose arms were wrapped tightly around his torso lovingly. "W-Wait, Lovino, what the hell are you-?" Gilbert stared in shock and slight horror at the tan man that hugged into his chest. "Come on, get off!" He complained, the eyes he knew were on them burning excruciatingly. But it seemed the harder he tried to push the other off, the tighter his tan arms stiffened around him as if he had no intentions of ever letting go. "Gil, what the hell! How long has this been going on?" The Spaniard shouted, his arms