Spam, spam, spam and look! MORE SPAM. Geez what is with all the spammers on dA today? I mean it's nothing bad, a simple "Thanks for the fave/watch/comment" sort of thing but do they really need to put weird things on your profile? Chain mail, OH how you hated chain mail. You were sick of "Hi, my name is Teddy. Once you read this you cannot-" BLAH BLAH BLAH who CARES?! You deleted every single one. What WAS this, a plz account?

But one message (it was a note really) got you in paricular. So you stoped and actually read it this time.

"...Hello, love! How has your beautiful day been? I was out on an evening stroll and I saw a sign that The Cupcake Festival is in town and I wanted to know if you can come see the wonderful sweets I had prepared at one of the booths! You know, (Name) I knew how much you love them, love! Please come!

-Arthur Kirkland with love, love 3"

What the FUCK what THAT?! True, you love cupcakes, but was that message really from the one and only Arthur? The one that you've known for years? And 'love'? What was that about? He didn't seem his usueal self. And he never uses the 3 emote, in fact, he dosen't use them at all. From : ( to : ) and then : /. You hesitated for a moment. And wait, wasn't Arthur a horrible cook? So why on Earth would he come to a cupcake fest and sell food there? (Not like anyone would buy it...)

You finally reached the concluesion that he was just trying to make you happy. He found something you loved and wanted to make you feel special. You decided to give him a chance. What could possibly go wrong?

'Oh no,' you thought.

You shoudn't have said that.

You wondered if you should actualy respond to the message, or just delete it like normal. Man this took so much effort, you actually wasted fifteen minutes staring at that screen wondering on an option.

Option one: Respond to the message. This means that you could risk everything, and go with Arthur, or...a insane killer that was just a internet prededter after all. You shivered at that thought.

Then there was option two: Delete the message. This means that you didn't have to worry about it all and then just live the daily life you've been living. Easy as that. But you would miss out on cupcakes...your favorite food in the world...and seeing your second best friend in the world next to (Country's name, unless Iggy is your all timer, than just leave it at that) and that would suck if it really was him. And he wasn't lying.

My gosh, this was HARD!

"Ugh! Arthur, or whoever you really are, why must you make this so difficult?!" you acidently said out lould. The pain was nerve-racking. You felt like you were literaly going to explode. You didn't see what was so hard about this, he was your friend, and admits he kinda has a little crush on you, but this could be a serial killer or something!

You were so fusterated you banged your head up against the table in rage. Probably wasn't the best idea. You picked your head up and brushed away the (Color) hair that was in your face, and you continued to stare at that darn note that started this mess.

"Screw you note. SCREW YOU!" you yelled in rage. If the message was on paper you would've ripped it up into small pieces, burned it, and then stomp on the ashes to prove your point that you were MAD.

"What is that noise?!" Your mother yelled as she stromed into your room. "What is all this nonsense?" she asked you.

You didn't realize you were yelling that lould, and stifled a excuse she would actually buy this time. "Well, mom...I was um, checking my dA and well uh, I got a note from a guy who assumes that he's Arthur Kirkland...and uh..I don't know what to do about it.."

Your mother stared, blankly. "Are you kidding me?! For crying out lould (Name), you worry too much. If he says he's Arthur Kirkland than he is Arthur Kirkland! Arthur is such a sweet man, would he seem like the type of person to lie?" she cried.

"But it's the internet!" You yell at her.

"Well," she calmed down a bit, "(Name), why don't you sit down on the bed, bring me your laptop and explain to me evrything that happened."

It seemed to you that she calmed down about it. She was now ready to openly understand your situantion right now. You thought, "What a good mom..." as you unpluged the laptop, and brang it over to the bed.

You showed her the note, and what it said, and you even refreshed the page to see if you got any more messages. She read the one you were fussing over, and then she finally answered.

"This doesn't seem like Arthur, but I haven't met him in a long time ever since he came for dinner with (Random Country Name) a month ago. A lot can change you know. What is that new note? It seems to be from the same username as Arthur, if it's Arthur, I mean." she responded.

Mother was right, there was a new message from the same dA screenname. You clicked on it to read the contents.

"...You must be really confused, love. Please allow me to explain. I am Arthur Kirkland, I live in (Your town) currently with you, (Full name) and we've been friends for years ever since I bumped into you at (Random Bookstore) and we had a thrilling conversation about (Random thing you have in common) and you are a really cute girl with (Color) Hair and beautiful (Color) eyes. Is that proof enough for you? You might have been confused if this was the real me or not, but I just wanted you to know that it really IS the real Arthur Kirkland. I know how worrisome you get, love~,

-Arthur Kirkland"

"You see, (Name)? it really was him, now come on, get dressed, and get with your...date." your mom said giddily as she bounced out of the room.

"D-date?!" you shireked as you watched her leave. "Mein GOTT!"

...

Either this guy really is Arthur, or this is some level ten creeper. But he knew stuff that anyone could never guess, so it must be Arthur after all...