When Matthew walked in, almost every head in the meeting room did a basic 180 from their current position. The Canadian was, well different today. And by different, meaning he looked positively delectable, even to Alfred who knew better and should never have thought such things of his little brother. Just one quick look at the blonde and you could tell that his change wasn't just materialistic. Besides the nice pair of skinny jeans that hugged his waist and thighs in all the right places and the nice formfitting I'd Tap That T-shirt with a picture of one of Canada's many maple trees, it was the way he held himself that was weird. His posture was straightened out and confident, not slouched like usual. He had this aura around him that said if you messed with him you would be dealt with accordingly which scared some of the newer nations, not knowing the Canadian well enough to know that he could never hurt a fly. Then there was his eyes, both of them glowing bright and aware of all his surroundings while also giving up this slight lecherous glint. The kinda look that makes you feel like he is undressing you with his eyes and he knows he could get in your pants any day, whenever he felt like it. Oh and the small smirk forming at the corner of his mouth totally made the whole thing come together.

With all eyes on him, Matthew gave a slight nod of approval at all their stares and gracefully and quite sexily, mind you, made his way to his seat next to Francis. He smoothly slide down, not making a sound the entire time, and gave a slight wave and "Yo." to a quite stunned Francis before turning his to the front of the room. Noticing his brother standing up front, not saying a word, he raised one eyebrow and mouthed "Well?"

Noticing his silence the American cleared his throat before starting. "R-right!" he started shuffling through his papers quite nervously, making Matthew let out a small giggle, "Today we are going to discuss Matthe-er matters in global warming, hehe…" Oh, Matthew noted to himself, today is going to be a very fun day.

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About thirty minutes into the meeting, everyone realized today was not going to be a very productive day. Since half the group was almost always watching Canada with due interest and the others simple wound up in their own world, America took to just fighting with England as per usual. This whole thing just bored Matthew to death, so he decided to try talking to France, who surprisingly hadn't said a word to the younger blonde since he came in. This was very odd since almost every time he ever saw the man there was always some kind of groping involved.

"Hey Francis, "the blonde started turning to face the Frenchman, "Are you alright? You're kinda quite today." Getting no reply, the Canadian resorted to waving his hand in front of the elder's face. "Hello? Earth to Francis."

"Wha-, what happened to you?" Was the older blonde's only retort, which earned a slight smirk from Matthew.

"Well, you know. People change I guess." He offered with a small shrug.

"Yeah but…this? Overnight?"

"Well, I-" The Canadian started matter-of-factly before being rudely interrupted by the increasingly loud argument between America and England. "M'excuser, Francis. I want to leave early today because I got such little sleep last night but it seems that I will have to get those two to shut up first." And with that Matthew gracefully rose from his chair, pushed it silently in and made his way to the front of the room, leaving a perplexed and quite turned on Francis in his wake. "Oh, dieu me tue maintenant."was heard by Matthew on his way, giving the Canadian the confidence boost he needed.

As he reached his brother and former host nation fro the more recent years of his life (years that dragged by quite painfully mind you), he quickly stepped between the two and sternly spoke up. "Excuse me you two. I can see you are in the middle of something but I would like to offer some advice." Both men in question gave their fellow nation a confused yet intrigued look. "Number one." Matthew started, "you" pointing a finger at Alfred, "need to seriously grow and up and stop being so annoying." Alfred was taken aback and Arthur had an all knowing smirk on his face but the blonde continued, "Number two. Since we all know Alfred will never listen to Number one, you" pointing a finger at Arthur "just need to fuck this man already! I mean seriously this way you will finally have your sexual fantasies or whatever goes on in that mind of yours fulfilled and he will shut up." Matthew ended, motioning towards his brother at appropriate times.

Now the whole room was dead silent, each nations' face a look of horror. Well except for Hungary who seemed to be quite enjoying herself, but Matthew tried to ignore her. Seeing as he had the attention, he might as well step it up a notch. He turned quite gracefully to face Arthur, who was ranting of about something or another. "Se-sexual fantasies! Why I will have you know I never-! I thought I raised you better than this! Why I-!" but Arthur went dead silent as he soon found himself seated in a chair and being straddled by Matthew.

"Since you seem to be so against the idea of sleeping with my brother," theyounger started tugging playfully on the Brits tie, causing said man to turn as red as one of Spain's tomatoes, "You know you could always sleep with me and," Canada motioned with his finger for the other to move forward which he did quite quickly, and leaned into Arthur's ear before whispering, "I will make you scream so loud they will be able to hear it in the space station."

With that Matthew slowly got up, letting one hand delicately trace up the entire length of his former host nations arm quite seductively, before exiting with a slight "Au revoir." After that it was pretty clear the meeting was over for now, since both Francis and Arthur passed out about 10 seconds after the whole ordeal.

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Canada made his way through the halls quite quickly to the room he was staying at while in America. He smoothly slide his card key through and in one motion stepped inside and closed the door while locking it, before sliding slowly down to sit on the floor. He let out a sigh before letting his head fall in his hands. "I can't do this. It just feels so…weird." he spoke aloud to himself, mentioning to his seductive ploy with Arthur that would leave them both scarred for a while.

Kumajirou soon walked in at the sound of his owner's voice and answered with a small "who?" The bear looked up curiously at Matthew before curling up beside him. "I'm Canada silly." he stated while reaching out to pet Kumajirou before asking his pet bear a question. "Do you think maybe I shouldn't have listened to Prussia after all, Kumajicho?" yet again screwing up his beloved pet's name. With no answer coming, he decided to reside to banging his head against the door behind him for a while.

About ten minutes later, realizing causing brain damage was not gonna help anything at the moment, he slowly stood up and walked across to the closet filled with "awesome" clothes leant by Prussia because he had to be "totally awesome" to have this work. "Prussia did say this would take a few days so I might as well start picking out something for tomorrow" This time though, Matthew prayed tomorrow's plan wouldn't be any worse than today's.

And boy was he wrong.

YAHHHHH! I decided to make this after listening to some song I forget so yeah…anyway I know Canada is very OC but that is the fun of it! I always wanted to have him being all seductive and badass -shot- anyway yeah he listened to Prussia D: yeah probably not the smartest thing to do but ehh.

Oh and the plan you ask? Well….you will find out later ;D

Peace!