As sunlight enter in tiny streams as Alfred moans from his short sleep being interrupted from the light. Opening his sky blue eyes to his plain ceiling as his hand combs through his golden locks. He shifts to his side to stare at the wall full of photos as he yawns. Alfred sits up as his door slams open to his brother Matthew. Glaring at him as Matthew smirks at the door getting stick in the wall.

"What's with everyone slamming my door open?" Alfred hiss as he puts on his glasses. Stepping out of bed as he drags his peek-a-boo blue comforter with him as he goes to his closet. releasing it to show he was only wearing plaid boxers.

"I'm guessing someone stayed up late to work on their presentation?" Matthew sits on Alfred's messy bed as he holds Kumajirou .

"Yep, and I'm just going to goof off like normal," Alfred pulls a white button-up shirt out and put it on. He grabs his bomber jacket as he glares at his brother.

"Why can't we act like this?" Matthew giggles as Kumajirou paws his curl.

"What? The part which you talking louder than normal, or which I am extremely smart?" Alfred smiles as he turns to face Matthew. "Should we get going?"

"So the hero is choosing to be early today?" Matthew joke as they exit Alfred's bedroom. Looking around at the empty and quiet house, Matthew shrugs. "Do they already left?"

"Yeah, they headed out early today for some important meeting." Alfred was about to leave before looking over his shoulder. "I'm heading out now. Please watch the house."

"Have a nice trip master, and be safe. Come home on time." A soft whisper spoke as Alfred smiles as he locks the door behind them.

"America...you're early." Germany stares at Alfred as he walks in with Matthew.

"Yep! The Hero wanted to save a seat for my awesome brother!" Alfred fist pumps as he sits beside Mexico. "How's it going sis?"

"A part that I think this is a dream, better good." Maria looks at Matthew before looking back at him. "How is he?"

"Which one?" Alfred smirk as Maria rolls her eyes. "He's fine, still has the attitude like you."

"At least he didn't get your..." Maria was cut off as the rest of the nations walk in loudly. "Still up for Supper at my place?"

"Yes," Alfred nods as Matthew shrugs.

Alfred watches the rest of the nations walk in like zombies as he search for his prey. Locking eyes on some bushy eyebrows as he smiles evily. He could see England shiver as he tries to look around from where the stars could be coming from.

"Let's get this meeting to begin!" Germany calls out as he looks at the half-sleeping nations. "Who wants to start?"

Looking around, he notice one hand lift up to speak. Groaning as he notice it was Italy, face palming as he thinks on what to do.

"Germany acknowledge Italy." Germany groans as he sits back down.

"Well," Italy walks up to the podium. "I would like to start with World Hunger. We can stop it by...um...PASTA!?"

All the nations facepalm as they groan. Alfred bites his lower lip from laughing. He fights back tears of laughter as he smiles as Matthew.

"Who wasn't excepting that?" Alfred whisper as he taps Matthew's shoulder. Sitting tall as Germany calls his name. "Okay watch this."

Walking to the podium, he winks at the female nations as they swoon at him. He flips his golden hair as he walks proudly. Gathering his papers as he clears his throat, looking out to his fellow nations. He smiles evily as he connects eyes with his siblings as they try to hold in their laughter.

"I would like to point out that the only way we can stop World Hunger, or Global Warming is by building a giant Superhero robot!" Alfred thumbs up as he smiles his hero smile at the crowd.

" I agree," Japan states as Switzerland threatens to hit him with his Peace Prize.

"Did all those hamburgers you eat everyday killing your brain?" England calls out as he shakes his head. "I thought I raise you better."

"Oh mon lapin, you have to say he take after you." France smirks flirty as he covers his mouth. "Black Sheep of Europe."

"What did you say?!" England glares daggers at France as he tries to strangle him.

"Black sheep of Europe! Black sheep of Europe!" France chants as he dodges England's hands.

Alfred smirks as he feels his cell buzz, pressing on the power button to show a picture of a panda with a polar bear cuddling. Sliding it to answer he walks out of the room.

"Yes?" Alfred leans against the wall as he stares at the ceiling. "He did what?!...No...I can say I'm not feeling well...NO they can't keep me...I know that...Just keep him off the golf cart."

Alfred shakes his head was he walks in into the meeting room. Everything was in Chaos as he walks to Matthew. Nodding out the door as Matthew nods and exit. Getting up to the podium, Alfred clears his throat.

"I'm not feeling so well, and nothing you say can stop me from going home. So, see ya dudes!" Alfred calls out as he walks out.

Quickly driving home, he enters his home in chaos. Furniture was thrown everywhere as breakables were smash. The TV was turn on to a static as it buzz loudly as the radio pays Rock-n-Roll. There was a boy about 17 hanging from the chandelier yelling Dutch curses at the three ladies staring up at him. His wild blonde hair with brown highlight seem to be lifting higher like a cat as he screams curses. His sharp green eyes stare at the three ladies with hatred.

"Master East, please come down," The lady with blood-red hair calls up as she lifts her hands as if to catch him. Her black eyes seem to glow brighter with every time the boy shook his head. "Come down Master, or else..."

"Or else I'm going to ban you from using magic." Alfred look at the boy as the light reflects off his glasses making his eyes seems mad.

"Non lo faresti!" The boy cries out as he glares at Alfred.

"Ja, he would." A girl about 6 smirks at the boy as she walks down the stairs. Her long silver hair shimmers in the light to look a blonde. Her blues eyes look sheeply at Alfred as she points to the kitchen. "West is making supper."

"I'm leaving him to you ladies. Do whatever you want to get him down." Alfred rubs as head as the ladies smile evilly at the boy. Looking to the girl. "Call me when suppers done North."

"Yes brother," she nods as she watches Alfred walk to his office.

Alfred sits down into his chair as he lays his head on his desk. Closing his eyes for a moment when a shriek went through the whole house. Shrugging as he falls asleep, dreaming about pasta and superheros.

Should I keep writing this,or stop?

Translation:

Non lo faresti!- (Itialian) You wouldn't!