Pure Insanity (2P! England x 1P! America, America needed!)

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    Alfred paused at that. "Why not?" he said. He couldn't help but be curious. The cupcakes looked far less dangerous than Arthur's "scones", so he didn't get the issue. (I don't sorry)

    "I don't know! I always follow the recipe, and they always turn out good. But they don't even bother trying them! It's always a ''no way Oliver! Why would anyone want to eat your cupcakes?' And a bunch or rude language!" He said for once, frowning, his cupcakes he made were obviously very special to him.

    He blinked in minor surprise at his frown. He softly sighed. "Well that's not cool dude..." he said a little quieter than his usual volume.

    "I know it isn't nice! Really, when you get down to it, all my friends are mean. Except a few of them. But I don't get to talk to them much..even then they won't try a cupcake." He responded "but that never stops me from making them. And it probably never will."

    He listened. After a moment he smiled. "Well if ya like it just do it. Don't think about anyone else's opinion!" he chirped.

    Oliver smiled over at Alfred "thanks..that's what I keep telling myself." He said with a soft sigh. Honestly, I'm starting to wonder what the point to baking them if no one likes them?"

    "Heh..yeah! I guess so! Thank you Alfred!" He smiled widely, that cheerful light coming bak in his eyes before it died slightly with an sudden realization "I suppose, I should let you go.." He said, he never let anyone go before, but then again, not very many people were nice to the Brit when he kidnapped him, so, why not? He didn't fully want to let him go though, and his inner yandere was yelling at him too, but, oh well. Oliver stepped over to the others bounds, making a mental decision as he untied the American, he would let him go, but, he would keep an eye on him. A very watchful eye.

    Alfred smiled brightly. "No problem dude!" he said. He blinked slightly. "Really? Thanks!" he chirped. He stood up and stretched out.

    "Your thanking me? I never thought I would see the day when someone was thanking me for setting them free after kidnapping them" He said with a light laugh and a small smile "Honestly, I guess it was just nice to talk to someone who isn't rude"

    "Oh, I forget! Since I had to cast a spell to get you into my dimension so I need to cast one to get you back!"
    he said with a smile at the other "No worries! This spell should open a portal that leads to your neighborhood!"

    He was silent for a moment. He should've figured magic was somehow involved but hearing it caught him a little off guard. "Please tell me you're better at this stuff than Iggy..." he said.

    "If you mean England than yes, I am. I am his exact opposite after all!" he said with a laugh as he let out a soft hum. grabbing a pocket sized spell book from his pocket and walked to the drawers, looking through them and found his wand before flipping through the spells before finding the right one, pointing the wand at the wall and murmuring "Aperiesque ostium, et portis terræ perambulaturum nobis originalia" and a door appeared in the place of the empty wall "there we go!"

    Alfred shrugged. "Touché." he said. He tilted his head and watched curiously. He looked at the door. "Woah..." he mumbled under his breath.

    "Well, here you go!" He said with a small smile "I suppose you'll be leaving now...?" he added as he turned to look over at the other<M pocketing the book once more and setting the wand down on the beds sidetable

    He glanced over at him. He nodded a little. "Yeah." he answered. He waved a little. "Well, see ya around!" he chirped before going through the door.

    "Bye Alfred!" he said with a wave in return as the other left, and the door closed and disappeared behind Alfred. ((rushed, sorry!))

    Alfred waved over his shoulder until the door closed. Once it did he looked around to figure out where it was the door sent him so he could figure out the way home.