Be careful what you wish for...

Part 3: New Life

Alfred opened his sky blue eyes. To his surprise, his vision was perfect even though his glasses were nowhere to be seen along with Oliver.

He looked down to see a sparkling blue tail.

He gasped, somehow his lungs filled with oxygen.

"This... this is... AMAZING!" He yelled, beaming radiantly. 

He swam deeper into the sea, leaving his old life far behind.

(With Mattie)

Matthew bit his lip. "A-arthur... maybe we should get some help..."

Arthur turned, not surprised. "Who do you suggest?"

"...You might hate this idea... but it's a good idea. He knew Alfie pretty well."

Arthur's face contorted in disgust. "Oh no."

"Yes."

"No way. Not the bloody Frenchman."

(With Francis)

Francis was having a fine day. His grades were better than he expected and so were his friends', so they all decided to celebrate.

Right now, the BTT was having a great time prank calling people (it was Gil's AWSOME idea).

"Oh. OH! FRAN!"

"Qui?"

Gil smirked. "Call Art."

Toni and Gil knew about Francis' little crush on the grumpy Brit.

"Gil, you know mon petit, he will be angry for days."

Toni stepped in grinning. "Not if you do it with my phone."

Francis sighed, seeing no way out. He grabbed the phone out of Antonio's hand.

He slowly dialed the Brit's number (he had memorized it by heart).

He held the device to his ear.

There was a sigh of annoyance. "Arthur Kirkland here; who is this?"

Francis cleared his throat. He spoke in a thick American accent (the best he could, which wasn't that awesome). "Ah, yes, Kirkland."

Toni and Gilbert snickered at the horrible accent.

"... Who is this?"

"This is the... IRS."

"The what? What the bloody-"

Arthur's voice faded, like someone else snatched the phone.

"Yeah, hi, sorry aboot him, Francis."

Francis frowned. "Was it that obvious?"

"Please drop the accent. I was just about to call you anyway."

"What is it?"

Matthew took a deep breath. "Alfred's missing."

Francis lowered the phone, putting it on speaker.

"How long?"

"Like an hour, but, the situations worse than it sounds. Where are you right now?"

Antonio frowned, giving Fran a confused look. Gilbert spoke up.

"Oi, Alfred's brother!"

"Er-eh-GILBERT! I, uhh..."

"What's the situation?"

"Oh." Did he really hear... disappointment? "Al's missing."

"Mein bestie?"

"Yeah." Once again, Gil heard it.

"I'LL HELP FIND HIM! Where are you?!"

"... The beach outside of school."

"I AM AWESOMELY COMING!"

"Qui. See you soon, Mathieu."

"I'll come too; sounds urgent."

"Thanks, Toni."

"No problem, VAMANOS AMIGOS!"

And the BTT was off to aid in the search.