Please enjoy this useless fic that I thought about while looking at 2!PCanada art. Don't forget to R2!PCanada

If you were to stand outside Matthew Williams' house on the night of a Canadian hockey game, you'd think that he was having a big ass party with all the yelling that was to be heard, but, in reality, it's just four slightly drunk hockey fans.

As Matthew returned to the living room with a six pack of Molson Canadian, he was pleased to find that Madeline and Marie weren't at each others throats and that Matt had not burned another cigarette mark into his couch.

Just as soon as the blonde flopped down on the couch, three different hands reached back, and latched onto a beer can, pulling them away from Matthew and opening them simultaneously. Not a single pair of violet eyes leaving the flat screen that was currently playing a Tampa Bay Lightning vs. Calgary Flames game.

Cracking open his own beer, Matthew nudged Marie's hoodie clad back with his foot. "You're getting the beer next time." He muttered as he watched with discontent as he watched Tampa steal the puck from Calgary.

The strawberry-blonde reached back, her hand covered by her oversized Team Canada hoodie and smacked Matthew. "Shut the hell up!" She hissed.

Matt and Madeline just sighed and drank their beer, Matt lifting his feet to rest them on the coffee table in front of the couch while Maddie played with Kumajiro's fur.

After two periods ticked by, the game was tied two two and all four fans waited to see who'd get the next goal. Matt tightened his ponytail whilst Maddie and Marie, in a rare time of peace, clung to each other in anticipation. Matthew drank the last of his beer and crushed the can, dropping it on the floor without care and watching the remainder of the third period get exciting.

With two minutes left, a Tampa player broke through Calgary's defence. He neared the neat, wound up for the shot and-

"THE HERO IS HERE!"

Four heads shot around to look at the intruder, and, just as their eyes settled on the interrupter, a buzzer was heard.

"Goal! The Tampa Bay Lightning score with only a minute and a half left in the game! What a shot."

The four canucks froze.

"Hey Mattie! Wanna play baseball?" America yelled with a grin, oblivious to the seething Canadiens.

The temperature in the room dropped into the negatives as a malicious, red aura surrounded the disgruntled hockey lovers. Alfred shivered when he finally noticed the canadians.

"What." Madeline.

"The." Marie.

"Fuck." Matt.

"Alfred." Matthew.

Alfred smiled nervously. "H-hey guys… Don't freak out! It's just a hockey game!?"

Achievement Unlocked: America pisses off four intoxicated canadians.

Alfred stepped back in fear as he watched the oh so sweet Madeline pull out a wicked looking knife, gulped when Marie loaded her 'reserved for poacher's' rifle, paled when Matt cracked his knuckles and finally, yelped when Matthew grabbed his hockey stick.

"Oh shit." Alfred choked out as he turned and ran.

"Oh shit is right America!" Matt yelled. "We're gonna' skin you alive when we catch you!"

The canadians charged out of the house with an enraged battle cry, weapons hot.

"Alfred I'm going to mount your head on my wall!" Madeline screamed.

"IGGY HELP ME!"

Fortunately for America, he escaped the canucks with only a broken nose, a few shallow cuts, a bullet graze and a large bruise that looked suspiciously like a hockey stick.

At the next world summit when everyone asked America what happened he just shook his head and said that he never wanted to get on Canada's bad side again, which caused the still annoyed canadian to give a satisfied smile and walk away.

Iggy: England

Autumn-chan out!