I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia.

Alfred and Matthew are 10 years old in this FanFic. Liberty is what I decided to call their Mother.

Alfred's Pen-Pal

By waterrain

Dear Pen-Pal Norway,

Have you watched a movie called Gremlins? Well it's a horror film. I had a nightmare last night about Gremlins eating me. Have you seen a Furby toy? Those things remind me of the Gremlins.

"Hey, Alfred. Look at what mom got me today." Matthew commented calmly and he winced when his brother screamed shrilly. Alfred fell out of his chair, head hitting the carpet, and his eyes were wide in horror.

"Why did you get that evil toy? What if it kills and eats me?" Alfred asked slowly and he was able to ignore the pain on the back of his head. Matthew rolled his eyes and made the Furby talk which caused his brother to scream again. Alfred's hand was over his heart, he managed to stand up, and decided that the toy should be destroyed for the sake of all mankind.

"Don't even think about it, Alfred." Matthew stated firmly and his eyes were narrowed. "I mean it. Don't even try to destroy my Furby. I named it, Franny The First."

"It is in the name of the human race. The Furby must be killed before you get that toy wet and that thing multiplies. It would try to take over the world by eating everyone." Alfred said in a serious voice and he crossed his arms. "Do you wish to be a Villain by taking that Furby's side? The Furby must go now before it is too late."

Alfred tried to grab it, but Matthew dodged and he raced out of their shared bedroom. Alfred decided to add a sentence to his letter.

My brother has a Furby and I must destroy it before that evil toy takes over the world!

"Mattie, I'm going to get you and your little evil toy!" Alfred called out and he decided to head towards the kitchen. Matthew was by the sink, water was running, and the Furby was near it.

"No, Mattie!" Alfred cried out as he looked at his brother with wide eyes. "If you get that toy from heck wet then it will multiple and kill us all!"

Matthew rolled his eyes and he was tempted to get the Furby wet, but then his toy wouldn't work anymore.

"Maybe I should try feeding it after midnight." Matthew commented causally and his brother screamed again. Alfred is weak against horror films, but yet he still watches them.

"If you love me, Mattie. Even if it is just a little don't feed that evil toy after midnight for it would turn into a Gremlin and eat us! We would be just bones and nothing else!" Alfred said loudly and Matthew decided to make the Furby talk again. "Stop making it talk, Mattie."

Matthew rolled his eyes and he held the Furby close to him.

"A lot of our classmates got Furby's today. Some of them got more than one." Matthew commented calmly and his brother looked at him with wide eyes. "Tomorrow they are going to bring them to school. So don't freak out, okay."

Alfred was too stunned to say a word, his blue eyes wide in horror, heart racing, and after a moment fainted. Matthew managed to catch him before his brother fell to the kitchen floor and he sighed to himself for Alfred is a pain at times.

"You are really weak against horror. You just had to watch the Gremlins." Matthew muttered to himself and he had Alfred over his shoulder. He walked to their bedroom and placed him on the bed.

"Hopefully, You won't flip out at school tomorrow morning." Matthew said out loud and he went to the living room. After a few hours Alfred woke up, he rubbed his eyes, and stretched for a minute.

"It was all just a dream. Mattie doesn't have a Furby and no one is going to have one in the morning." Alfred commented cheerfully, but then Matthew walked in with the Furby.

"Alfred, Stop being in denial and get over your fear of Furby's." Matthew stated firmly and he was ignored.

"There is no such thing as Furby's." Alfred said over and over while having his blue eyes firmly closed so he wouldn't see that evil Furby. "There is no such thing as Furby's."

"You are hopeless. If you do not stop it. I will give Franny The First some food after midnight." Matthew said slowly and he heard his brother whimper. Alfred decided to curl up in a ball, he was shaking, and muttering to himself 'No such thing as Furby's.'.

"Boys it is time for dinner!" Liberty said loudly as she knocked on their bedroom door. Matthew grabbed his brother after placing the Furby down and he pinched Alfred's arm.

"It's already time for dinner." Alfred commented out loud and he smiled brightly at his twin. "I wonder what mom cooked for dinner."

At the dinner table there was Alfred, Matthew, and Liberty. They finished their meal in a short amount of time.

"Alfred, I got you a surprise." Liberty said cheerfully and she handed him a gift.

"Really? What is it mom?" Alfred asked curiously as he looked at it.

"Open it and see darling." Liberty replied calmly and she was smiling brightly. "I hope you'll like it."

"Thank you for getting me a surprise." Alfred said politely before opening it up and he silently screamed in horror for in his hands was a Furby.

"What do you think?" Liberty asked him and she received a smile.

"I really love it, Mom. Thank you for this heroic toy." Alfred managed to say and he hugged his mom. "I'm going to brush my teeth and go to bed for school is tomorrow. Love you mom and good night. I'll name this Furby….Ivan."

Alfred didn't want to hurt his mom's feelings and he went to the bathroom.

"I'll make sure to keep this evil Furby by a source of light to make sure it doesn't come to life." Alfred muttered to himself and he brushed his teeth.

My Mom gave me a Furby and I named it after a Russian boy in my class. So I'm going to keep it away from water and food. The Furby will never ever be in the dark. The light is what kills Gremlins. Anyway, If you do not receive a letter from me in a few days…..Then it means that the Furby ate me and the only remains of me are bones.

From Your Pen-Pal America

Alfred changed into his pajama's, kept the light on, and went to his bed. Matthew showed up after a few minutes and he looked at Alfred.

"You named your Furby after the scary Russian boy in our class." Matthew commented causally and he received a nod from his brother.

"Goodnight, Mattie." Alfred said sleepily and the Furby was on his pillow.

"Goodnight, Alfred. I'm going to turn off the light." Matthew said as he turned off the light.

"No, Mattie. Don't turn off the light." Alfred whimpered pitifully and he heard his brother sigh.

"I'll go into the closet and get you a flash-light." Matthew commented softly and walked towards their closet.

"Thanks." Alfred commented cheerfully and after a minute he was handed a flash-light.

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