Hero's Pot of Gold

"Hey Alfie! Look!" You tugged on your best friend Alfred's arm, pointed towards the window. "Right there! It's a rainbow, you see it?"

"Ya know, (name), Big Bro Arthur told me something about rainbows once."

"What?"

"He said that at the end of the rainbow, there is a giant pot of gold that belongs to the fairies!" A long pause came and the two of you stared at each other.

"Alfie, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Let's go get us some gold." Grinning, you hopped off the windowsill and ran towards the front door.

"Last on out has to eat Arthur's food!" You announced.

"It's not that bad..." You stopped halfway to turn back and stare in disbelief. Alfred only smirked and used it as an advantage to get the lead, while shouting "Just kidding!" and slammed the front door shut.

"Alfred F. Jones, when I get out there, I will...I will..." You angrily stomped out, brainstorming punishments for him along the way.

After you finally exited the house and found your best friend hiding in the bushes like a stalker, the two of you walked towards the woods behind his house.

First obstacle that came up: A ten foot hill.

"Al, what should we do?"

"We walk!" He declared, excitedly pumping his fist in the air.

"But...I can't!" You whined.

"Why not?"

"I'm scared I'll fall." You mumbled.

"Hm..." The seven year old tapped his chin, deep in thought.

"I know!" He snapped his fingers. "I, the hero, will carry you up!"

"Are you sure this is okay?" You asked while carefully climbing onto his back.

"Yeah, of course! It'll be fine. Hold on tight!" Step by slow step, he managed to trudge his way up the hill.

Panting, Alfred set you down and collapsed on the grass, catching his breath.

"Are you okay, Alfred? You're sweating a lot!"

"I'm...fine." Letting out a sigh, you used your sleeve to dry his forehead.

"Let's just take a nap here for a while, mkay?" He nodded and closed his eyes. You made yourself comfortable on the grassy area and used his arm as a pillow.

Second Obstacle: Forest dangers and other stories.

The day was getting late, but light enough that the rainbow could still be visible from afar. You two had taken a half hour nap and started to wake.

"Ahh...my arm. My poor, poor arm." Alfred complained while rubbing the sore arm that you slept on.

"Cut it out soldier! Come on, up, up, up!" You barked. "We got some gold to take!"

The two of you ventured deeper and deeper into the woods. Some rustling could be heard in the nearby bushes. You unconsciously scoot closer to Alfred.

"Hey (nickname), have you heard the story about the Flying Mint Bunny?"

"Eh? What's that?"

"Well, Artie told me the Legend of the Flying Mint Bunny." He paused to clear his throat and continued. "Once upon a time, there was a fluffy, mint-green bunny who had the furriest little paws in the world. Francis, an ugly witch who looked like a frog, was visiting her sister in the forest when suddenly, she ran into the green bunny. She became very jealous of its fluffiness and cast a spell on the poor animal. This spell caused the bunny to sprout fluffy green wings and allowed it to fly!" He paused again.

"Then what happens next?" You asked, eager to know the next part.

"Then," Alfred's voice dropped into a low whisper. "the spell turned out to be a curse. What was once a cute, fluffy, green bunny would soon turn into..."

"Into...?" You were a bit shaky at this point, but you just HAD to know the ending.

"A GIANT UGLY BEAR IN THE NASTIEST SHADE OF ORANGE EVER!"

"AHHHH!" You cried, running into Alfred's arms. He was a bit surprised, but pats your back soothingly.

"Um...(name), I'm not finished with the story yet."

"Oh." You seperated and rubbed your eyes, a little embarrassed. "You can continue."

"Okay. Ahem. So now, once a month, the Flying Mint Bunny appears in these very woods. Whenever little wander here, he will chirp like a bird, jump out, and feed them Arthur's cooking!"

"Noooooo!"

"And that was the story Big Bro told me." He concluded.

"Was that last part true? The part about Arthur's cooking."

"Huh? Oh. Nah. I just made it up. He never did tell me the ending." You gulped. The ending probably wasn't very pretty.

"Oh...well, we should keep going." You kept walking with a calm face but in reality, your heart was beating fast.

"Chirp, chirp!"

"Ah!" You screamed and clung onto his arm for dear life.

"What's wrong, (nickname)?"

"It's the Flying Mint Bunny! Quick, Al! We have to run away!" You grabbed his hand and ran towards the general direction of the rainbow.

"But heroes never run!"

"How about we play a quick game of pretend? You pretend that you're not a hero and I'll pretend that I'm Italian."

"Why Italian?"

"Because apparently, they can RUN!"

The third obstacle: Human needs.

"Wait (name)! Stop...It's important." You listened and stopped, still holding his hand.

"What is it, Alfie?"

"I...I..." He hesitated and stared at his feet.

"What's wrong? Your face is all red. Are you sick?" Gently, you placed a hand on his cheek.

"N-no. It's just that I...I need to go pee."

"Oh." Was all you could say before you dropped your hands and turned around.

"G-go ahead. I won't look. Promise."

"Pinky promise?" He spun you around and held out his pinky.

"Pinky promise."

Final obstacle: Finding the pot of gold.

After Alfred finished his business, the two of you continued your walk-run. After ten minutes you had reached, what Al declared, the end of the rainbow. It had to be the right place. After all, he is the hero. And the hero never lies. Right?

"Okay! This is where the rainbow ends!" It was really just a meadow within the forest.

"Where's the gold?" You asked, surveying the area. "All I see is grass."

"We have to look for it, of course!" You two decided to split up and search for the treasure.

It was getting late. Alfred turned, about to suggest the idea of going home when he saw something better. You.

The sun was setting at the perfect angle in which it made it look as if your face was glowing. Alfred stared in awe.

"What cha looking at, Al? Is there something on my face?" You giggled. He said nothing, instead, he slowly made his way over to you and pressed his soft lips to yours before quickly pulling away and blushing, averting his gaze. You gingerly touched your lips. Alfred suddenly remembered that his Mommy and Daddy told him they got married because they kissed. So does that mean...

"(Name), I will take full responsibility for what happened."

"Huh?" Responsibility was too big a word for your six year old self.

"I'll take care of you forever and we'll get married, okay? So please don't be mad at me!"

"I'm not mad, Alfie." The blonde instantly brightened and bravely took your hand.

"Come on. Let's go home.

Back at Alfred's house, a less than happy Arthur could be seen frantically running around the front yard, until he finally caught sight of you two.

"There you are! Do you know how late it is? It's 6:30! I was yelling your names for so long! Al, you should know better than to drag (name) around so late. What will I tell her parents if she got hurt?" You two hung your heads in shame.

"Sorry."

"But Big Bro, guess what?" Alfred was back to his old self again. "We went out to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow."

Arthur let out a small sigh and managed a tiny smile.

"Did you guys find it?"

"No..." You began, but was quickly interuppted by your best friend.

"Yeah, I did!"

"Oh really. Where?"

"Right. Here." He pointed his tiny finger at you.

This is my first Hetalia...series, I guess you can call it thatXD It's also on my DA account...just thought I would upload it here too! :D Hope you liked it~