A/N: New Chapter is up..! -Hides in a corner- Yeahh…I've been lazy. -sniff- Uh… :3 -thump- Whee….it's back…Oh and to make sure no one gets confused…Only Artie can see the Bastard Fairies Trio, and only Alfie can hear the heartbeat. :D Yaaayyy~ Things get complicated….!

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'What..?' Arthur thought confusedly. 'What do they mean, 'a whistling girl and a crowing hen will always come to some bad end'?' He pondered on the significance of the fairies' enigmatic message.

"So, like, who were you talking to anyway, bro?" America sniggered.

'Maybe it was a threat..?'

"Dude, you paying attention?"

'Or maybe it was a riddle! Like…something from Professor Layton!'

"Igggyyyyy!"

'Ooooh, that sounds exciting!'

"HEY! THE HERO'S TALKING, SO YOU GOTTA LISTEN!" Alfred shouted into the Brit's ear. He huffed in approval when the shorter male yelped and fell back in surprise.

"Alfred F. Jones! Why did you shout in my ear like that? I could have gone deaf from all that racket of yours!" England yelled irately.

"Well, Mr. 'Oh so dignified British dude', you were spacing out on me while I was talking! So, as I was saying-,"

Th-thump…

"Shit!" Alfred sputtered.

Th-thump…

"THAT'S what you were going to say? Interrupting my thoughts just to tell me the word 'shit'?"

"N-no! I heard a-,"

Th-thump…

"Well, what is it?" Arthur asked crossly.

"It's that heartbeat again!" America cried frantically, flailing his arms in frustration. "It came back!"

England stared at the taller blonde incredulously. "Heartbeat? Alfred, are you imagining things? Here, let me check your forehead." He said, approaching the American.

"I'm not imagining things! These aren't fairies I'm hearing!" Alfred shouted crossly, ignoring how the shorter blonde bristled at the comment. He grabbed England's hand when the Brit approached him. "I'm not…" he whispered, now quiet (for once).

England blushed at the contact. "W-well…I…" The Brit was speechless at the moment. For once, he truly had no idea what to say to the latter.

'A whistling girl and a crowing hen will always come to some bad end...'

'If you don't listen to each other, your relationship will crash and burn…'

Arthur's eyes widened at the sudden realization. 'How could I not have noticed this earlier..?' He thought.

Alfred, still holding the other male's hand, grew concerned at the other's sudden silence. "Hey England…Arthur, what's wrong?" He asked softly with worry laced within his voice.

The said man turned fully to face the American.

"Alfred…tell me…about the heartbeats…and I'll tell you about who…or what, for the matter, I was speaking with…" Arthur had a bad feeling that all of this was somehow connected.

Alfred and Arthur were the only ones in the room, but five shadows remained. Three of them didn't belong. Shadows aren't supposed to smile, either.

Th-thump…Th-thump…

"Mine…"

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(A/N: My shortest chapter yet! :D )