"Matthew!" A voice called as the door to my house slammed open. "Dude, like, what are you doing tonight?"

Then he just skipped into my house, not even seeming to care that I had just gotten out of the freaking shower I mean why can't I ever get any privacy.

Of course he caught me off guard, it was three P.M.; America is never up this early. I kind of squealed and pulled my shower towel tighter around me.

"'Cause I made plans for a party here tonight and, like, everyone is invited!" He said, smiling like a businessperson.

"Y-You what?!" I could tell by his facial expression that he was trying to take advantage of me, that bastard. "B-but my house, l-look at it it's a mess!"

At that moment, I though heard the sparking sound affect they play in cartoons when something is as clean as a whistle. Oh, maple. Why can I be good at excuses?

"Dude, why the hell would I care it's gonna look like my place by the end no matter what." And America's house, dear maple it's awful.

I sighed; there was no way out of this. "Whatever, thanks for telling me before you just showed up."

"O-M-G dude, that's so rad thanks!" America exclaimed. "I knew I could count on you to have no plans Friday night!"

"H-hey!"

"Oh, man, one more thing." He giggled a bit. "Prussia is coming, so make yourself look hot." He winked.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of my house.

"Party starts at 10," I heard him say before I shut the door.

Locking the door, I let out a huge sigh and slid down the door. I sniffled a bit, but then realized I was alone and I could cry as much as I wanted. Dammit, Alfred, you're such a -

I stopped myself as I pushed my face into my towel to dry the tears. Then I remembered about what America said about Prussia.

Let me shed some light on the situation, my relationship with Prussia. It is not too entertaining of a story but why not tell it.

I was having a nightmare. All of my friends, the ones I remember particularly were China, Russia, America, England, and Prussia, were in a field with me. We were all sitting and eating maple syrup flavoured ice cream, talking, and laughing. It was nice. Then, out of nowhere, a giant spaceship came out of the sky and sucked them all up. Except for me, I was left there, sitting alone. I screamed for them but they were all gone.

America and I were still roommates at the time, he woke me up at two in the morning, saying that I was crying and screaming for Prussia. It woke him up and he told me to knock it off. He tried to play it off as if he was all-cool, but I saw the concern in his eyes.

I explained to him that I was having a nightmare, and went into further detail of the dream.

"Well, dude, hate to break it to you but you were only screaming for Prussia." He laughed, was silent for a second, then his face smiled widely. "YOU LIKE PRUSSIA." He screamed it so loudly the damned bear started growling outside.

I felt my face get insanely red, and America pointed it out with a smirk. In all honesty, I didn't, he was a pervert and he scared the crap out of me. America took me out for ice cream (He got the idea from the dream) to settle me down.

Anyway, ever sense that night, America has brought it up whenever possible. At the same time, sense that night two years ago, I found myself slowly falling for the man they called Prussia.