Tick Tock England x Reader

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. That sound was calming to England. It wasn’t coming from the clocks on the wall, or the one in his pocket. Their broken faces had long silenced their ticking. He had to. This single ticking object was the only one he had to hear. Without it, He would go mad. He couldn’t ever let that ticking stop. He looked up from his book to see his love reading as well. He smiled then and soon closed his book and got up.

“Come on love… You’re looking a bit dingy. I need to polish you up.” They looked up then slowly, but soon got up and walked with him. Arthur kept an arm around theirs smiling. He was happy with (Y/N). Ever since the car crash, she had trouble moving and couldn’t speak but it didn’t bug him. He was just glad that they were still with him. Soon they were in his study and he got the cleaning rag and soon started on their face.

“I was thinking of making bangers and mash tonight again love…. Would that be ok?” You nodded slowly then letting him hear the clicking in your neck as it moves. He smiled then and soon you closed your eyes. He cleaned them off and soon got out the makeup. He was getting really good at this honestly. Soon you looked like you had before and he polished up your hands. You dressed in dresses with long sleeves since the crash. You were covered in scars and didn’t want anyone to see. That was what your mind was thinking. Soon You both went for a walk outside enjoying the sun. Arthur kept a hold on you and just enjoyed it with you. Even now, you were smiling. He had always loved your smile. Everything was perfect as long as you were smiling. He never wanted to see that fade from your face. You felt happy deep inside. It seemed fake at times but then you saw england’s face anytime you moved. It was like you were a gift from god to him. That had always amazed you about him. Any small thing you did since the crash, He lit up like it was christmas.

“Oh guess what? That idiot frog called me again. Asked how we were. I told him everything was fine and that he should come by sometime. He really seems to worry about us so I think seeing you would help, don’t you?” You nodded slowly. You would like that. France was once a great friend of yours. You two had been heading to see him before the crash. You couldn’t remember what had caused it. You just knew, you were lucky to be alive.

“Come on love…. Let’s go in…. I don’t want to wear you out.” You nodded then and soon walked in with him. Stairs were a challenge most days but you made it today. It made you smile and your face slightly reacted. England smiled back at you then and soon kissed you. It was warm and you liked it. You felt cold at times but then it faded. Soon you were in the living room looking outside listening to him cook.

The ticking. It was still there. Arthur smiled as he cooked. As long as your heart kept ticking, you were going to be here with him. That was all that mattered. You two had been childhood sweethearts that advanced as you got older. You two were honestly on the way to france’s to ask him to be your witness at the marriage. He had just asked you that night and you didn’t want to waste time. You wanted to be his the next day. Then the car slammed into the front end. He had been driving which is what saved him. You had been sent through the windshield and rolled down a hill. By the time they found you, It was too late. Your neck had been snapped on the way down. Just thinking about that night made arthur sick. That was when he had to do it. He had spent months reading books and notes left behind by people who had attempted the same thing. Trying to bring back the dead. Only he had succeeded. A blend of magic and science one dark night, a month ago brought you back to him.

That was when it hit him. The house was silent. Arthur froze then and soon ran. He got to the living room and found you sitting there silently.

“(Y/N)?!” He rushed over and then felt. He had to be overreacting. Only you weren’t moving. The ticking wasn’t there. The tears fell then and he took off running. He had to find the key. That key was his only chance. It was so hard with blasted tears falling from his face. Soon he found it in his study after trashing his desk. He couldn’t care. He ran back to your side and soon unbuttoned the top. A perfect clockwork body started at him with a single keyhole where your heart should be. He started turning it being as careful as he could until finally he heard the final click and everything came back to life. He gasped then and soon started buttoning them again.

Your eyes flicked opened quickly. You remembered. You looked around but Arthur wasn’t here. Then you felt arms around your neck.

“(Y/N)....... Are you alright?” You couldn’t answer. You knew. You could see the crash. You looked back down and saw. You didn't have skin. Brass hands were looking back up at you.

“Oh (Y/N)..... I don’t ever want to be without you…. I would go mad without you…. please stay with me forever…” You just nodded then as your mind whirled and a single oil tear dragged down your face. He had brought you back from the dead… and you were now cursed to forever be in this body until he died.