Giggles came from inside the dorm room.
" Shhhh, you`re gonna get us caught eh?" More giggles.
" Sorry."
" Its fine, we both know we won`t get caught…at least not tonight." The two nations huddled close together, foreheads touching, arms around eachother. The feminine giggles were silenced to a flirtatious smile. He smiled back at her.
They were convinced that they were safe despite their jokes about getting caught. His lips gently brushed hers and her face turned pink. He chuckled,
"Your blush is so cute." He told her. She blushed darker, and his smile widened. America had just been "casually passing by" the window when he heard that comment. He stepped up to the window.
"Matthew?" he muttered, pressing his face against the window.
She kissed the blonde again, to distract from the blush. When she drew back, he smiled and pulled the tanned nation closer.
"What do you think would happen if England or France were to find out?" she asked not knowing what to say.
"We`ll find out when it happens eh?"
"I guess." Seychelles gave Canada I flirtatious grin.
The American was watching and listening as if it were his duty.
Now it was Canada`s turn to blush as she kissed his neck and climbed into his lap.
"But not tonight eh? So let`s not worry over it , I already checked they are both out tonight." He replied as he wrapped his arms around her thin frame and kissed her cheek. Seychelles lightly tugged on the ahoge protruding from Matthew's head smirking as his face flushed several shades darker of a red.
From there America decided to take matters into his own hands, and ran around the building to the entrance of the dorm. More giggles. Alfred flung open the door, earning a shriek from Seychelles, and rushed inside. The couple jumped and Seychelles scurried out of Canada`s lap.
"Al?!? What are ya doin here?"
"I was watching through the window and came to stop you!" His twin responded without thinking. Seychelles was infuriated by that.
"You were spying on us?!?!?" she screeched clearly wanting to cause him serious pain. Canada put a hand on her shoulder and rubbed his thumb back and forth trying ,unsuccessfully, to calm her.
"Well yeah but-" His answer was cut short because of a hit in the head with a large tuna which knocked him unconscious.
"Wanna try again?" Seychelles said darkly before putting the tuna back in its rather large tank. Then she asked,
"Mon cher, can you help me deal with him before we continue?" She blinked at him so innocently, he gave in immediately. He helped her drag his body outside the door, closed it and locked him out. The tanned islander then skipped lightly over to the bed,took a seat and patted the spot next to her, while trying to force away her shyness. The Canadian smiled a bit shyly and walked over.
"Now that that's over, where were we?" She giggled. He blushed a little but obviously forced away his own shyness because his reply was,
"Let me show you." As he pulled her close onto his lap. She smiled and leaned against him fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
