I do not own Hetalia. Happy Thanksgiving ^_^! This is in Arthur's Point Of View.

A Thanksgiving For Two

By waterrain

My lover Alfred Jones refuses to let me inside of the kitchen. The door is locked and this year it will be just the two of us. I leaned against the door silently sulking for he has not let me cook anything for about a month just because I almost burned down the house. I had wanted to surprise him with something that I made by myself, but sadly I burned three pans and the food was completely burnt. I'm not very talented in the cooking department, but I do try my best.

"Alfred are you almost done?"

"Hmm..The turkey will be ready in about an hour."

"Let me in."

"If you promise not to add or look at the food too much for you might scare it."

"I promise love just open up and let me in."

"That sounds so naughty, Artie." Alfred said cheerfully and he finally unlocked the door. I made my way in, it smells delicious, and I'm tempted to add some cinnamon or something.

"I see that look in your eyes, but remember that you promised to not add anything."

"I know that love. Will you be my distraction?" I asked calmly while wrapping my arms around his hips. "Will you distract me from messing with your creations?"

"Only for five minutes because I have to take the pie out." He informed me. I kissed him on the lips and we were kissing for exactly five minutes. Sadly that blasted timer went off, his lips retreated from mine, and I groaned.

"I have to get the pie." Alfred informed me.

"Screw the bloody pie, Alfred. The pie can just die." I muttered under my breath and Alfred chuckled at me.

"Nah, I don't screw food and its sweet potato pie not a meat pie. I'm not into purposely murdering innocent little pies." He commented causally, I moved my arms away, and crossed them. "I'm going to add a little cinnamon and put some marshmallows. Then put it back into the oven and take it out after the marshmallows melt's completely."

I sighed to myself and looked at the apron that Alfred is wearing at the moment. It the apron that I bought him last week for it was on sale along with figuring my lover would find it funny, there is happy looking baby turkey, and it is holding a sign 'Eat Pork Not Turkey!'.

"Alfred, Can you cook only with an apron on?" I asked him and he gave me a look.

"No because that would be a hazard, but I could make salad with only an apron on." Alfred replied cheerfully and after a moment he grinned. "You are pretty kinky, Arthur."

"I'll make sure to buy you a short and sexy apron, love."

"Later on tonight I could be completely naked putting some Ice Cream into bowls. I would pour the Ice Cream onto your chest and cock after doing that I would lick it all off of you. What do you think babe?" Alfred said in a low voice and I licked my lips.

"That sounds bloody brilliant." I whispered into his ear and that blasted timer just had to go off. Alfred kissed my cheek, walked over to the oven, and pulled the pie out. Of course he was wearing oven mitts for it wouldn't due for him to get burned. My lover can be such a tease at times, but he does follow through what he says later on.

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