[21]: His Corpse Bride

                                    

                                          
Got this from Tim Burton's The Corpse Bride. Gods, how I love that movie so much. It's a real tear-jerker (I seriously can't keep in my tears).
                          
SERIOUSLY, VICTOR?!?&?!!!??
                          
Ahem. Anyways-
                          
Warnings: Mentions of the dead and don't try marrying an actual corpse. Plus, feels in the end (as always, TCB. As always)
                          
By the way, listen to "Crystalline" by Gumi English! It matches Emily so much and The Corpse Bride feels... ;-;
                          
Enjoy! Xx ^.^
                          
P.S. Artie's mum is just no one from Hetalia.... I just got the Victoria from the original TCB. And I made Allistor his father in this segment, sorry!
                          
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~His Corpse Bride~
                          
Arthur Kirkland was the son of the wealthiest family in London, England but he didn't want his life like this. He wanted to be a humble young man and not like a rich prissy wuss like his parents.
                          
His mother, Victoria Kirkland, was a fashion designer and loved to make him wear silly clothes. Very silly, really. She was very arrogant, much like her husband. No wonder they married.
                          
His father, Allistor Kirkland, was a famous musician and loved to make his son feel like a worthless old fart. Even if his son was the youth here. Arthur hated his father with a passion that you don't even know.
                          
And Arthur was the only child in the family. He had to take on his parents' beasts, basically.
                          
Then, one day, they decided to force him to marry some woman he doesn't even know. How unpleasant, is it not?
                          
That was why Arthur didn't like his parents, not one bit.
                          
Victoria Kirkland pulled her son to the carriage and pushed him in. "Get in there, child!" She commanded harshly. Arthur winced, as he hit the seat with much force that it hurt.
                          
"Yes, mother," he sighed.
                          
Allistor Kirkland came in after his wife and sat across his son. "How does it feel to be betrothed to a woman you don't even know, son?" He chortled.
                          
Arthur frowned and pinched the seat's leather with anger. "It's... unpleasant," he replied quietly, hoping to not anger his father. Another thing he didn't like about his father -- his horrible temper.
                          
But, Arthur also had gotten the terrible disease that is his father's dear temper. He hated getting angry but he couldn't keep himself from blowing up, much like his father.
                          
His father smirked. "But it will all come to a close tomorrow," he reminded his son. Arthur pursed his lips and nodded.
                          
"Yes, I know-"
                          
"STOP THAT BLASTED COUGHING, WILL YOU, WILLIAMS?!!?!" His mother suddenly yelled, hitting the wall with her cane repeatedly.
                          
Matthew Williams, their carriage driver, muttered a small yes and tried to keep in his cough. He was terribly ill and needed medical attention right away but he couldn't because he needed to support his poor family with money and this job is the only job that pays him enough for the week.
                          
Arthur grimaced, feeling sorry for Matthew. He was neutral with him, of course but the British young man cared for everybody. Well, everybody except for his oh-dearest parents.
                          
"Mother, maybe you should lessen your demands to Mr. Williams--" Arthur was cut off by his mother.
                          
"Did you just talk back to me, young man?!?!" She yelled at him, her eyes cold and fierce.