This is basicly a break from Lessons in Language because I'm having issues thinking up the next chapter. I am willing to continue this if I get enough reviews asking me to. Um...yep...enjoy~
"I don't get it Iggy!" America whined as he paced in front of his boyfriend, "Alaska is my state, but she came from my little bro and that commie!"
"You know as well as I do that the world doesn't always make sense." England sighed at America.
"B-but! She's my state and the commie's daughter!" America started to panic.
"Alfred, who did you originally buy the land from?" England tried to reason.
"The commie, but then why my little brother and not me?" America whined.
"America, if you were to have had Alaska you would have had to be with Russia." England said slowly ignoring what the thought of Alfred with the northern nation made him feel.
"WHAT! EW! NO!" Alfred started to freak out, "IGGY! I SO DID NOT WANT THAT IMAGE!"
"Alfred, Arthur, are you going to knock or just fight outside of my house?" Canada appeared standing in the doorway that the two were standing at.
"Ah…uh…" England stood a moment before remembering, "Matthew, Alfred was just wondering why it was you that gave birth to Alaska rather than him."
"…Is that some kind of code to say he likes Ivan?" Matthew glared at his brother (the glare was oddly similar to Russia's. Very cold and very, very frightening.)
"NO! Dude, Mattie, why would I like the commie!" Alfred said, ignoring the fact that his brother could actually glare.
"Oh…Alfie…" Matthew relaxed and sighed, "I trust you know your own geography." Matthew said
"Of course!" Alfred looked confused.
"Who is the only country that Alaska shares a land border with?" Matthew asked
"You." Alfred replied.
"How similar is Alaskan climate to Canadian?"
"Very…I think…"
"Yes, and who had the land before you?"
"Russia."
"And as you won't go near Russia, who would be the most likely to have Alaska?"
Alfred was silent for a moment.
"Oh…"
"Yes, now are you going home?" Matthew asked.
"What? I came all the way from my house to visit you and your just going to send you back?" Alfred pouted
"Your house in Michigan is close enough, go there." Matthew stated
"Why are you so reluctant to let us in Matthew?" Arthur asked.
"Uh…" Matthew muttered.
"Matvey? Who's at the door?" A familiar voice came from inside the house.
"YOU LET THE COMMIE INTO YOUR HOUSE!" Alfred yelled, "I THOUGHT IT WAS A ONE TIME THING!"
"Alfred, Ivan is my boyfriend." Matthew said before closing and locking the door. He turned to Ivan and smiled. "My brother and his boyfriend came by."
"Oh," Russia smiled, "Alaska should be coming over from her house later."
"Great! I'll prepare poutine." Matthew smiled.
"Matvey…I think that dish is the only sign you and America are related…" Ivan sighed and left for the kitchen.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Matthew half whined as he followed his lover.
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