A/N: I don't own Hetalia, only the idea.
I can't wait for lunch. Matthew looks at the clock for what was the thirteenth time in his class. It's not that he doesn't like school, well he doesn't, but he's in a class that he doesn't know why he took. He was in gym, sitting on the side lines since no one knows he's there. He looks around at his friends playing there favorite sport, football. He was really happy that he wasn't seen to go on a team; if he was playing, he'd be going home with bruises. He sighs again. All of a sudden, the bell rings. Matt perks up and runs into the school for lunch.
As he gets into line, the cook looks at him and smiles. "The usual for today Matthew."
He smiles and nods. "Yes." Since he's always in the line first and orders the same dish a lot, she's memorized what he wants. She passes him the plate of food and he grabs milk then an apple juice package. He makes his way through the cafeteria and sits at his table. He picks up the side sandwich
and starts to eat it only to have his brother appear next to him, sitting in the chair beside him and ready to pester him.
"Hey Mattie!" Alfred slapped his brother's back which made the other drop his sandwich back onto the plate. The Canadian glares at him and chews the piece of sandwich in his mouth, trying to ignore his brother. The energetic American frowns. He goes to say something, but when Matt swallowed the sandwich, he spoke.
"Go away Alfred." His brother pouted. "I don't feel like dealing with your ego right now."
"People aren't noticing you again?" Matt nodded as he sighed. "Well...you just need to speak up more." The Canadian glares at him giving him the 'you think I haven't tired that?' look. Alfred sighed. "You may try, but it doesn't work does it?"
"Just go away." Matt picks up his sandwich again and starts to take bites out of it. Alfred sighs as he watches his brother eat. He looks at the tray next to both of them and smirks. Snatching the small apple juice container, Matt gives him a glare. The younger blonde swallows his food and sighs. "Give it back Al." The American smiles and shakes his head no. "Alfred." Matt groans as he reaches for the juice, but Alfred hid it behind his back. "Come on, Al, give it back." His brother shook his head again, and Matt started to get annoyed even more. He tried to grab the container from behind Alfred's back, and the American moved around. "Al." Matt said sternly. His brother chuckled and the Canadian took the advantage of grabbing the apple juice.
"Hey!" Alfred laughed as the two started playing tog-of-war with the juice.
"Give it back Alfred!" Matt tugged the juice and Al tugged it back.
"It's just a stupid container of apple juice; why fight over it?" The Canadian groaned as he gave his brother an annoyed glare.
"It's mine! I paid for it, so let it go and leave me alone!" They continued to fight over the container which caused people to look at them; the others saw that it was just Alfred fighting over apple juice with...the air? They chuckled at the one blonde and continued to eat their lunch, ignoring the usual thing that Alfred does; fighting with nothing.
As soon as the two started to play tog-of-war, Arthur came into the cafeteria looking for a certain American boy that was said to have gotten detention. He rolled his eyes as he remembered why he was going to be in detention. The idiot had to go and fight with Marcos again, didn't he? And he had to be caught by a teacher; the teacher that hates him. The British student council president softly groaned. Alfred needs to stop talking about other stuff during history. He may be bloody bright, which is still a shock to most people, but he still needs to stop talking about porn of all the bloody stuff. He scans the cafeteria as he chuckles to what his sudden thought was. Well, he only talked about it because Francis the bloody bearded French frog was talking about porn with Gilbert. He rolled his eyes again and finally found the American. "There he is." He walked over to the table where the blonde idiot was sitting at, fighting with his brother over the juice. "Hey Al-"
As soon as he started to speak, the container exploded, making the juice splatter on the Brit. Alfred was going to laugh at the person who got in the way of the splash but paled as soon as he saw Arthur. "Arthur!" He said shocked, but also scared of what the Brit will do. The American hid his worry, though, with that million watt smile. "What's up?" He asked with a small chuckle.
The student council president glared at him then showed an evil smirk with a bit of happiness. "Alfred," the blonde nodded saying that he was listening and not dissing the other like he likes to do, "you just earned yourself a day, no, a week of detention."
Alfred paled even more as his eyes widened. "What?" He goes. "But it wasn't just me; Mattie was part of this too!" Matt gave his brother a glare. "He should get detention too!" The Canadian rolled his eyes and started to eat his food as he was watching his entertainment. "Anyway, it was just an accident! Why the hell do I get detention for accidentally splashing you with apple juice?"
Arthur shrugged and started to walk away, but stayed for a bit longer. "Next time don't play with your food and you won't get into trouble." The American had a blank face which made the Brit chuckle. "Also, you shouldn't try to put the blame on others, too, when no one's even next to you."
"But he is! He's right there!" Alfred points to his brother who was done eating his lunch and watching all of this before him. "It's his fault, too. Come on, Iggy, it's not fair if he doesn't get detention and I do." Arthur just shook his head and left. The American groaned and leaned onto the table. "Dad's going to kill me..."
Matthew chuckled and got up to put his tray away. "I'm so glad that I was invisible." He giggled as he got a glare from his brother.
"Lucky." Matt shakes his head with a smirk and walks away, throwing his garbage away. He looked at his twin and chuckled again. This was the most interesting lunch I've ever been to. With that, he left his brother brooding over his newly gained week of detention for doing something stupid.
A/N: This is just a short story that i did to pass time by. I got the story idea from my friends. This actually happened to my friend, but instead the juice splattered on another friend of there's and they laughed there butts off.
I have another idea with doing this with the Bad Touch Trio, but i don't know if i should do it since it's basically the same but with a different reaction and ending.
Thanks for reading! R&R.