Okay, since I haven't updated 'The Hunt for the North American Bros' yet I decided to treat you guys to a one-shot while I'm still editing it.
Anyways, Enjoy! ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Volkswagen!
"Blue one!" Punch.
'Ow.' thought Matthew. Alfred's punches weren't something you could just brush off.
"Stupid game." He muttered. Alfred had invited his brother to walk around with him in Washington D.C. to just hang out once the meeting was over. Matthew wished he had declined on his brother's offer.
"Green one!"
"Ow! Al, can you stop punching my arm, please?" he seethed. The northern nation glared at his twin.
Alfred laughed and gave his brother a teasing look. "Come on Mattie, it's just for fun."
"It's not fun when you're super strong brother punches you the hardest he can without a warning."
"Alright, alright, I'll stop." Alfred took off his glasses and rubbed the lenses with his shirt. His head snapped up when another car passed. "Black one!"
"Ow, what the hell? That wasn't even a Volkswagen!"
I love it when Canada gets snappy. XD
Let me give you the story on how I got the idea for this: My bro and I were walking home from the store when suddenly a black Volkswagen passed. Being the dork that I am, I screamed "Black one!" and punched my bro in the arm. He decided to get revenge on me, but since he didn't have his glasses he couldn't see the VW insignia on cars unless they were really close, so he decided that every time a car passed he would punch me while I only hit him when a Volkswagen passed. My arm's still a bit sore…