AN: I just wrote this when I got bored and hit a block for my other stuff. Just some brotherly fluff between the North America brothers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Description: America wanted to play video games really bad.
Canada sat quietly on his couch and read a magazine. He had a busy weekend and was just trying to relax before his twin brother America came over and threw all ideas of relaxation out the window. He still had a few hours, so he was going to have some time to himself.
"Hey, broha, I'm here!" America's voice rang throughout the Canadian's house. "Ready to have some super fun time with your awesome twin brother?"
Matthew growled and rechecked the time, "You weren't supposed to be here for another two hours, Al. Come back later."
"Aw, come on, man," Alfred pouts to his brother, "You can't be serious."
Canada just covered his face with his magazine and completely blocked out the other nation.
The American pouted and walked away from his brother and off into the kitchen. Canada sighed in contentment and went back to his magazine. After a minute or two he felt something wet slid down the side of his face. He put a hand on top of his had and felt a small puddle of water forming.
"America, are you serious right now?" Matthew growled and looked up at his brother who was oh-so-innocently dripping water onto his head.
Alfred pouted and whined childishly, "You're being so boooooorrrrrrring. C'mon, man, let's go play some video games!"
Canada shook his head and went back to his magazine, "Just let me relax, I've had a busy past couple of days."
"Fine," America groaned and yet again left the room.
The Canadian flipped a page and read on about some stupid American celebrity having a baby or something like that. Seriously, his brother may be an idiot at sometimes, but how is his media that moronic?
Suddenly his phone went off letting him know that he had gotten a text. Specifically a text from America.
heeeeeey bro u shud com play sum vid gamez wit meeeeeeee
Canada glared down at his phone and sent a swift No before going back to his magazine.
Matthew's phone chimed but he ignored it. It chimed again and still went ignored. Another chime. And another. And another. And another. Until, finally, Matthew couldn't take the annoying ringtone and looked at the phone.
All the messages said one thing: plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?
Canada locked his phone and put it on silent. He rubbed his hands over his face and groaned. He just wanted some peace and quiet for a few hours was that too much to ask for?
"Guess I'll have to resort to desperate measures," Canada looked up to find America standing in the middle of his living room with an evil smirk on his face.
Matthew's eyes widened, "No, no, Alfred, you promised you'd stop doing that."
Alfred was now standing over his brother, "Desperate times call for desperate measures, my brother."
"Al, no don't go-"
"BONELESS!"
"NOOOOO!"
Alfred's body went limp and he fell on top of the fleeing Matthew, crushing the poor country under his girth. The Canadian struggled underneath his brother, trying to claw his way out from his brother's limp form.
"Alfred, get off of me!" Matthew gasped.
"You brought this upon yourself, bra," America laughed.
"HOLY MOTHER GOD, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN EATING?" Canada exclaimed. "You're, like, five hundred pounds!"
America huffed, "Well, aren't you nice?"
"YOU'VE GOT ME TRAPPED UNDER YOU AND YOU'RE EXPECTING ME TO BE NICE?!"
"Would you rather be trapped under Prussia?" Alfred purred teasingly.
Matthew glared at his brother, "Get the Hell off of me this fucking instant, Al, so I can smash your fucking face in."
"Wow, I didn't know you were such a potty mouth, Mattie."
Matthew struggled to push America off of him, but the southern country only seemed to increase in weight as he did so.
After a few minutes of getting absolutely nowhere, Canada gave up.
"Fine, I'll play video games, just get off of me," Matthew gulped in air as the weight on his chest lifted.
So, Canada and America spent the evening playing CoD. Matthew struggled not to strangle his bragging, obnoxiously brother the entirety of the time, but they got along.
THE END.
AN: America won that battle, no surprise. Poor Canada.
I'm considering continuing on this and making one-shot/ drabble series. I don't know. What do you guys think, eh? :)