Just a small little one shot I wrote one day, nothing too special.


Winters Day

It all started an a cold winter day, Alfred and Matthew were walking to an old pond where they used to play as little countries." This place brings back some memories, huh Al?" Matthew questioned his older brother, gazing out at the lake calmly.

Alfred sighed," It really does Matty, remember the one time when you, me, and Artie came here and we went out on the ice and he flipped. I don't think I've ever seen him fun that fast before." Matthew chuckled, "Yeah, then he slipped and slid right past us face first into a large pile of snow." "Oh dude, his face was so fricken funny," Alfred said walking closer to the ice," Do you think it's still safe?" Matthew sighed, "I wish it was, but we were so little then, and I don't want to risk anyone getting hurt."

Alfred sighed along with his brother, placing one foot on the ice and hearing it crack, "I guess your right, don't want Iggy worrying about us again." Matthew smiled," I never knew that Arthur's face could get so red." Alfred and Matthew looked, at each other, laughing slightly. "Best not tell him we were here or he'll throw another fit again," Matthew said looking at his brother to make sure he herd. " Oh Iggy is going to FLIP when I tell him," Alfred yells running in the direction of the older countries house. Matthew sighed," I guess some things just don't change."


Short, sweet and to the point. Anyway, liked? Didn't like? Reviews?