"Well thank you love." He walked towards the door so they could go to his uncle's

Francis followwed after him and got in the car. "Directions, por favor~"

"Let me drive." He went to the driver's seat.

"Alright then... You have a license, right?"

"Yeah."

"then you may drive."

He drove the long distance to his uncle's and then stopped. "What should we do?" He asked nervously.

"I'm about to bullshit a load of stuff." Francis stated rather simply.

Arthur was slightly afraid. "Well, let's get this over with."

Francis got out of the car and went to the front door, and knocked, waiting for someone to answer.

England kind of his behind Francis. His uncle answered, only seeing Francis at first. "Oh, what a charming young man." Then he say Arthur. "Ugh. Didn't I make it clear I don't want you?" He said towards Arthur.

"Oh, non, non, non! That's not why we are here. You see, my name is Francis Bonnefoy. I took him in so I could turn him into a proper gentleman, meaning I will be training him away from any rebelliousness, such as what you see right now. I will be putting him through makeovers until he is attractive to any lady who may want to take an interest in him. He has, however, refused to agree with this until his little brother can come with him, so that Alfred may also become a proper gentleman, so that when he is older, he may find an attractive woman to court, marry, and have beautiful children with."

The uncle cocked an eyebrow. "And how do you plan to fix all of that ugly. Hmm? You can't change his eyes can you. Ugh! Dreadful green orbs from hell." England felt a little squeak form in his thought and he turned away slightly, feeling like he was being judged. "All of that hair! That had to go. It's unkempt and certainly untolerable. I see his eyebrows have been dealt with, thank god. Ugh! That nose. That ugly nose." Arthur had sunk back a good bit by this point and his uncle snickered. "And he's a girly little cry baby. No wonder your mother died. She probably didn't want to live because he son was such a disgrace to our family." Arthur was so humiliated at this point that he didn't think he could take anymore. Then Alfred came to the door. The boy had been changed. He was bigger than before, his eyes held more maturity, he didn't seem to really like Arthur. "Hello brother." He said calmly and Arthur felt a sob threatening to come forth. He knew he couldn't cry in front of his brother or his uncle. "Hello Alfred. I have come to bring you back home." The child laughed. "Uncle explained to me why you have been disowned. Look at you. Why couldn't your friend have been my brother? You're such a silly little git." Arthur looked at Francis, and within a few moments had flung himself into Francis' arms.

Rage flared in Francis' eyes and he grabbed the uncle by his shirt's collar. "What the hell is wrong with you, you fucking ass?! Who the hell treats their family like they're a fucking monster!?" He slammed the man against the wall rather easy. "You're a horrible monster! You're completely unfit to even share the same DNA with someone as amazing as Arthur! And you fucking changed his brother! He wasn't like that!" He held a death grip on the man's arm, sure to leave bruises.

Alfred simply stared blankly. Arthur was shocked and his uncle's eyes were the size of golf balls. "Excuse me young man!?" He was appalled. "Have you not seen his face? Child, he IS a monster."

"no! You are the fucking monster!!!" he glared. "a vanity centered monster!!"

The man laughed heartily. "You're so blind. You should get some glasses. Besides, he's a bloody devil worshiper with his 'black magic'."

"so what if he does black magic? That's no reason to treat him horribly!" the whole thing came as a surprise to him but he truly didn't care.

The uncle threw Alfred towards Arthur. "Just take him and leave! It's not worth my time to argue with you." Alfred's jaw dropped. "What?! You're just going to give me away?! You said you loved me!" Arthur glared. "You see Alfred, this is what you abondoned me for." Alfred looked at his bother's hurt expression. "A-Arthur...."

Francis glared at the man before looking to Alfred and Arthur. "Come on. Let's leave, and now."

Arthur got in the car, ignoring Alfred completely.

Francis waited until Alfred got in the car and he got in to drive them home.

"Arthur." Alfred called. The Brit refused to answer. "Arthur...? Please...answer me..." He said, tears welling up in his eyes. Arthur was staring out the window, refusing to look at his brother who had rejected him only moments ago. "Do you see what you disowned me for?" Arthur asked coldly, and Alfred remained silent. "I...I'm sorry.." He said finally. Pained green eyes met blue ones. "Don't speak to me."

"Arthur... Don't be that way to him..." Francis said, not wanting them to hate one another.

"He called me ugly." Arthur said simply