Chapter 1

It was only a few weeks until Christmas, and Alfred wanted to do something different with everyone this year. He wanted to do something fun and special that he would never forget, but what happened instead was not at all how he imagined things would turn out.
One cold winter day while Alfred was sitting down at a boring meeting with his boss, he thought that this Christmas should be one to remember. He was tired of having the same Christmas party year after year. He wanted to spice it up, to do something different, something that would take him out of the loop; something…unique. He wanted this year to be special, so later when he got home he got on the internet and searched for fun things to do around Christmastime, but nothing of interest was popping up. He sighed.
"Isn't there anything to do around Christmas that's fun!" The man said as he leaned back into his couch and stretched. "I really wanted to do something fun this year…" he pouted while trying to brainstorm more ideas, "We could…no I don't like that idea. Oh how about…no that one's no good either…Oh, I know! How about we all go to a ski resort for the weekend! Yeah, that sounds fun!" he concluded. "That's something new! Maybe, just maybe, I won't feel so down anymore. I mean come on…I, The United States of America, can't be down around Christmas, that's just sad. Yeah, a Ski Resort would be a great idea! I mean I haven't gone snowboarding in a long time, and I think maybe I'm a little rusty, but oh well.

"I mean seriously who am I kidding, I bet I'm the best snowboarder out there! I bet I could give Arthur a run for his money! Ooohhh this is going to be sooo cool!" Alfred squealed to himself.
"I gotta call everyone and tell them, this is going to be freaking awesome!" the American said proudly to himself.
Then he got up and walked into his kitchen and unplugged his now fully charged cell phone from the wall. He went to his contact list and scrolled down to 'Mattie'.

Matthew, or Canada, was America's brother and although it may not seem like it, the blonde haired American really enjoyed the company he had with his shy Canadian sibling. He dialed Mattie's number and waited for him to answer. Finally, around the second or third ring, Alfred heard his voice.
"H-hello?" the shy Canadian whispered.
"Hey, Mattie waz up man? It's me Al," he cheered.
"Oh, hey Al, what do you need? It's pretty late," the light blonde Canadian said in a hushed voice.
"I know dude, but I was wondering if you wanted to go to a ski resort this weekend with a couple of our friends for a little vacation time. We could totally hang out you know. It'll be a blast! We'll celebrate Christmas together just like the old days!" America announced.
"Oh, uh…well, sure, but why are you asking me? You don't ever talk to me, and I don't even know how to ski or snowboard. I mean wouldn't I just get in the way? It's as if you don't realize I exist sometimes," Matthew said sadly.
"What are you talking about Mattie? Oh, course you exist! And I came to you because you are my big brother and we never get to do anything cool together. So, don't worry about it, this'll be fun! " Alfred declared.
"O-ok" the Canadian man said feeling slightly better, "this weekend then?"
"Yep, we'll leave Thursday afternoon which should give you plenty of time to pack since it's only Tuesday." Alfred stated.
"Ok, t-thanks Al, I'll be ready by then. Where are we going anyway, eh?"
"Switzerland! Isn't that totally awesome?" America burst out with excitement.
"Switzerland, eh? Why there?" Mattie recited, curious.
"Well, because it has some of the best mountains and ski resorts in the world! That's why bro," Alfred responded quite merrily.
"Ok, well that sounds cool. Did you rent a cabin out for the weekend then?"

"No, but I will tomorrow"…Alfred signed because he totally forgot about that.
"Ok well you do that eh, I have to go though, so I'll see you in a couple of days, ok?" Mattie mentioned on the other end of the phone.
"Alright dude, see ya later." And at that Alfred hung up.

"Now on to round two…where is Arthur's number at?" America said will scrolling down on his phone with his thumbs. "Ah, here it is" and at that America was calling England. The phone rang for what seemed like hours until finally Alfred heard a muffled voice pick up the other line.
"England! Hey, it's me." Alfred said through the line.
"Al..fr..ed…" came a muffled sleepy voice.

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?" England responded angrily through the phone. Alfred, forgetting that there was a five hour time difference between where he was in America and England, was a little embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry dude, I totally forgot." America said apologetically. Knowing Arthur like Alfred did he could only guess that Arthur was probably really pissed at him right now, because if he had learned one thing while growing up with him it was that never ever wake Arthur up from his sleep.

This was because apparently Arthur needed his beauty sleep, and when he woke up all Hell broke loose. In Alfred's mind, waking England up from sleeping was like a grenade exploding. At first it's anger, yelling, and exploding but once he's cooled down it's like the aftermath of a storm slowly getting back to normal.
"Ok, well since I know you're tired I'll hurry up and make this quick. Do you wanna go to a skiing resort with me and Mattie this weekend for a mini vacation Christmas Party?" Alfred suggested.
"Do I want…to go to a skiing resort with you and Matthew? What the hell Alfred you couldn't just wait until morning to ask me? Is it just you two? We'll be alone?" Arthur repeated, half asleep, yet sounding interested.
"Well, I was just too excited to wait and so far it's just me and Mattie, but I wanted others to come, too. I was thinking you, me, Mattie, Francis, Ivan, Yao, and even Kiku, Ludwig, and Feliciano and maybe others too" Alfred said.
"Oh…" the Britain said sounding a little disappointed. "Why the Axis Powers? I thought you hated them?" Arthur questioned.
"Well, I never hated them, I just never really got the chance to know them, and this year I want to do something different and fun for Christmas. I want to spend time getting to really know one another and just have fun, so please, Arthur, come with me." America started pleading.
"Oh, all right. I'll come, just because it's you we're talking about." England grumbled as he started yawning. "I'll call you back in the morning though. I'm going back to bed. Goodnight," And with that, Arthur hung up.
Going to bed was starting to sound like a great idea, and at that moment, Alfred slowly stretched his arms out toward the sky and yawned. He set his phone back down on the counter and walked into his bedroom. When he got there, he started changing into his pajamas. He first took off his bomber jacket and hung it up, and then he undid his belt and slid the leather out of the loops of his pants, and proceeded in taking off his jeans. All Alfred had left on was his light blue short sleeved shirt that he's worn all day, and his favorite pair of superhero boxer shorts.
Next, Alfred crawled up into his nice soft bed and took off his glasses, setting them down near his alarm clock on the nightstand by his bed. He lazily stretched one last time and then snuggled with his pillow and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Alfred was in a big city with a giant red platypus attacking all the citizens. He was sitting at the top of a building observing this when a woman screamed,

"Help, isn't there any hero we could call upon!" and at that America jumped off the 16 story building and flew down to the platypus and punched it square in the face. The platypus screeched and took its long flat tail and pummeled Alfred right in the face and he went flying into a nearby building, but Alfred wasn't going to give up.
 He had to be the HERO! He slowly rose and ripped up the nearest light post with his superhuman strength and flew over to the platypus, drilled him right in the lower jaw and sent him back into the ocean. Everyone started cheering and chanting. One lady came up to him and said

"What is your name, sir?" and Alfred commented back saying

"I'm the Hero!" and at that everyone chanted H.E.R.O!
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Suddenly a loud noise came buzzing into his ear and Alfred woke up, noticing that his alarm clock was going off.

"Ahh…It's morning..." he yawned as he rolled over in his bed and looked out the window. "And it's snowing…" Alfred didn't like the snow too much; he didn't like being cold was more like it. But, when it came to snowboarding, he didn't mind it as much since he would be moving and keeping warm.
Alfred lazily rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He put his hand in the water and waited for the warm water to come. After a while he got undressed and stepped into the steamy liquid.

At first he just let the warm sensation of the water soak his body, feeling the wet heat trickling down his chest and slowly he turned so the water hit his back, too. It felt so good, to feel the water brush over him. He then reached for the shampoo and squeezed some of it out of the bottle onto his hand. With his hand he rubbed the shampoo through his short golden hair, making sure to not brush his cowlick, cuz that thing's a little sensitive, and Alfred was too tired to get all worked up in the shower. After the shampoo was all carefully rinsed out, he grabbed the conditioner and gradually stroked through his locks.

Afterward, he got the body wash and carefully stroked up and down his body, until he was covered in soapy, bubbly, foam. He proceeded in rinsing his body off and let his head hang into the shower head. While rinsing out the conditioner, Alfred stood for a moment, letting the water run over him before turning off the faucet.

Finally, when he was silky, shiny clean, he turned off the water and stepped out and reached for a towel. He grabbed the towel he had hanging on the rung near the shower and dried off quickly, the soft, fluffy fabric eating up the droplets decorating his tan body.

The American walked back into his bedroom to grab some clothes for today and put them on. When he was finished dressing he walked out to the kitchen to grab some breakfast, and grabbed a bowl from a cabinet and got some cereal. When he was all finished he continued in calling the rest of his friends.

First up today was Kiku. Alfred dialed his number and got an answer right away, but the answer he got was not the person he was expecting to hear on Kiku's phone.

"Ciao! Feliciano speaking~, Japan's busy at the moment can I take a message for you?" The airy voice on the other end asked. At first America was shocked to hear the Italian speaking but he shook it off.

"Uh, hello? Feliciano, it's me Alfred, and actually I wanted to speak to you too. Is Ludwig there also?" Alfred announced.

"Ve? America? Si, Ludwig is here also, we were just training and Kiku had to run and use the restroom and forgot his phone on the picnic table. Why did you need us too?"

"Well, I was wondering if you three wanted to go to a ski resort with me, Mattie, Arthur, and hopefully others for a vacation to get to know one another better this weekend. I really wanted to do something different and fun this year and this just hits the spot. So whaddya say? You wanna come?" Alfred questioned.

Italy didn't answer for a long time and then suddenly he spoke saying "You sure this isn't a trick?"

"No! It isn't, and I really do want to get to know you guys better so come on what do you say? Are you, Ludwig, and Kiku coming or what?" Alfred said sounding kind of ignored and hurt at the same time to think that he would lie to them and trick them. He would never do that! He may hate them at times but Alfred really wanted to be friends.

"Ve~…One second Okay? I'm asking Kiku right now." and few moments passed and Feli returned and said

"Ludwig and Kiku, and I will attend this weekend."

"Awesome! And yeah, we'll be leaving Thursday night." Alfred said as he described where they were going making the Italian more and more interested at every word.

"Ve~ sounds fun we'll be there!" Feli excitedly stated.

After he hung up with them, he then proceeded in calling Yao, dialing his number excitedly. After a couple seconds Yao answered.
"Nín hǎo" Yao exclaimed
"Hey Yao! It's me Alfred." America stated
"Oh, What do you want aru?" China asked.
"Hey dude, I was wondering if you'd like to go to a ski resort with the rest of us for the weekend" Alfred suggested.
"A ski resort? Why would I want to go to a ski resort with you aru? Who's all going?" China wondered.
"Well, so far, me, Matthew, Arthur, Feli, Ludwig, and Kiku." Alfred listed.
"Eh! That stupid Britain's going ahen? Hmpt I don't know any more aru...

"Oh come on Yao you know you want to go…" Alfred whined.

"But then again… if Kiku is going then maybe will." Yao amended, a small blush tinting his cheeks.

"That's the spirit! I'll see you tomorrow afternoon then!" Alfred quickly stated. Briefly, he told Yao all about how they will meet up, where they were going and everything Yao needed to know and hung up the phone.

At around 2 o'clock that day Alfred finally completed his task in calling everyone. Alfred felt so relieved that most of his friends could come. Even Ivan said he'd come and he sounded genuinely happy when Alfred was talking to him on the phone. France too stated that he'd come.

The rest of the day wasn't really all that exciting though, all America did was pack clothes and clean while listening to music. At around 6 o'clock he was done with everything and he just sat back on his couch and relaxed. He reached for the remote and turned on the T.V. to the sports channel and watched football for the rest of the evening. After a couple of hours channel surfing he went to bed, excited for tomorrow to come.