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I woke up to the sound of muffled bustling carriages, and the murmur of people passing by. I slowly blinked my eyes open, and was met by an unfamiliar white ceiling. 

'What in the...?' 

I sat up and rubbed the dream dust out of my eyes. I was sitting on a white wooden bed, with lace comforters and pale white pillows. The room was filled with a multitude of children's toys, and mismatched mahogany furniture... It seemed oddly familiar, but I could not quite bring up the hazy memory this early in the morning... Or was it afternoon? The daylight was not quite clear enough for me to decide what time of day it was, for the windows in the room were awfully small. That thought made me think: Where on earth was the door? I slowly climbed out of the bed and began knocking on the walls, looking for any possible hidden exits. No such luck for me it seemed. I sighed and decided to look through the desks and drawers, perhaps it would be like in the movie I had decided to stay up watching, where there was an item that would take me elsewhere. 

My search led me nowhere closer to locating an exit, but I found a rather suitable replacement of the clothing that I was wearing. After all, I wouldn't want anyone to see me in just my Green Day shirt and panties, especially if I am in a stranger's land. I quickly dressed into the (f/c) dress and adjusted the ruffled sleeves in order for me to be able to see my hands. I slipped on a pair of brown lace up boots that were beside the dresser and looked into the table mirror. My hair was surprisingly neater than it usually was, and I took a few minutes to admire my handiwork. Upon looking closely into the mirror, I was blinded by a light that appeared to be reflecting off of a chain. I turned around and realized there was a trap door on the ceiling. I silently reprimanded myself for not noticing it sooner, and pushed a chair underneath the door. I cursed a little under my breath when I realized I was a little too short to reach the chain. 

"Oh blast it all!" I muttered, and prepared myself to jump for it. 

Jump. Miss. Jump. Miss. On the third leap, I managed to grab hold of the chain and pulled. A wooden staircase unfolded itself, and the blinding light of the morning sun greeted my eyes. I ran up the stairs, and nearly had a heart attack when I realized I was standing on a house rooftop. I took a deep breath and regained enough of my balance to look at the streets and buildings. Horse drawn carriages clopped down the road beneath me, and adults and children alike meandered the streets below, passing the small huts of merchants selling goods. A loud chiming brought my attention to the tall clock tower in the distance.

 'Is that Big Ben...?' I squinted my eyes and took a fatal step forward. 
"Aieee!" I cried as I slipped off of the roof, several tiles following me in the fall. Thump. 

I opened my eyes, finding the ground a little softer than I had expected. 

"Oi! Get off of me!" A muffled irritated voice yelled from underneath my dress skirt. 

I scrambled to my feet, and was about to respond with a thousand apologies, but was cut short when the stranger turned around. The blonde was dusting his suit off, emerald eyes glistening with both confusion and annoyance, mumbling to himself. 

"Eng-" I began, but was interrupted by the Englishman. 

"What the bloody hell were you thinking, you idjit?!" He roared. 
"You could have severely injured or killed someone with a stunt like that!! Take your idiocy elsewhere you foo- H-Hey...! You idiot, look out!!" His eyes widened while he said those words. 

I had unconsciously backed away from him, and the last thing I saw was England running toward me, before I blacked out. 
I woke up in a dark room, gripping the sheets to my chest. "Haa... Haa..." I breathed as I gasped to control my breathing. 

I looked to the side, and saw an alarm clock. 2:03 A.M. A dream? I felt the rustle of sheets and a familiar sleepy voice spoke. 

"Love...?" 

I looked over and my wide (e/c) eyes met a tired but worried emerald green.
I shook my head slowly, "It's nothing..." I replied. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and felt myself pulled into a gentle embrace. 

"Bad dream?" He asked, nuzzling his face into my hair. 

"Yeah..." I whispered.

"More creepy dolls?" He questioned. I shook my head. 

"... Was it the one with the flying alligators?" He tried again. 
Another shake of my head. 

"Did you see China in a swimsuit?" I stifled back a quiet laugh. 
"No, but that would probably be funny." I replied. 
Arthur pouted, "Love, you know I'm no good at guessing games..." 
"It was the one about the carriage..." I said, burying my face into his nightshirt. 

He quieted down when he realized, and started rubbing my back. We let the silence of the early morning overtake our quiet exchanges of conversation for a bit before he broke it. "I remember. I remember that you were wearing pink panties that day." He teased, trying to make me feel better. I lightly hit him on the head, out of embarrassment. 

"But hey, (name)..." He tilted my chin up to look into his eyes. 
"Whenever I remember that day, I just like to think of it in a positive way." He smiled. 
I raised an eyebrow up at him. "That you weren't the one hit by the bloody carriage...?" 

Arthur leaned in and kissed me softly, then pulled away. "I like to think of it as the weird way that fate brought us together." He grinned. I blushed and smiled in return, at his comment. 

"Now, go back to sleep. It's a little too early to wake up in London..." He said, pulling the covers over our heads.
It's been a while since I've written anything not school related. 
I'm sorry if this wasn't very good. :icondesucraiplz:
I prefer writing lemons than these kinds of things. :iconkirbyishappyplz:
Anyways, uhm, thanks for reading my horrible writing! :iconrlytearplz:
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MeetYouInParisJB Featured By Owner Sep 29, 2014
This is amazing! I absolutely love it, very creative too!! I'll probably end up rereading this one :D
keep writing, this is really good~
it had my attention the whole time and I could picture it all so clearly (I'm starting to sound like an English teacher :P)
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Lona818 Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Oh My God! This is so pretty! X3 A really nice piece of work! =D
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Floral-Tea Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Glad you enjoyed it!
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shrekygirl6898 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist Filmographer
it is a bit short but i really like it
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Floral-Tea Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I apologize for the brevity of the fic ; w ;
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SneakyAlexaBlue24 Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2013  Student General Artist
AGHH CUUUUUUTE!
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Floral-Tea Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I just saw your icon and it totally fits the comment xD
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SneakyAlexaBlue24 Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2013  Student General Artist
OMG XDDD good thinking lol
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X-Diablo-R Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I liked this one! It's was awesome! 
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Floral-Tea Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:iconiloveyouplz: Thank you, I'm glad you liked it ; w ; )/
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