I don't own Hetalia or peanut butter sandwiches.
Arthur sighed, feeling peaceful for the first time in...well, in years.
But, of course, it couldn't last.
"Arthur!" Peter's annoying voice cut through the silence.
"We're hungry, Arthur!" Alfred's joined in.
Arthur sighed again, this time in frustration, and stood, facing his two brothers. "Well, go fix a sandwich," he said.
"You have no jelly!" Peter argued.
"Then make it a peanut butter one."
"You know I hate plain peanut butter!" Alfred said.
"Put some bananas-"
"Ew!" Alfred fell to his knees, holding his ears. "Make him stop!"
"Oh, get up, you wanker!" Arthur nudged his brother with his foot. "If you don't want a sandwich, you aren't eating."
"But-"
"There's juice in the fridge."
"Juice?" Alfred repeated, then screamed, "I freaking love juice!" Peter and Alfred quickly left Arthur alone and confused.
"Kids!" Arthur scoffed, shaking his head as he went back to a 'peaceful' moment on his couch.
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