The meeting room was filled with its usual commotion, along with the voice of that good for nothing little brother of mine. He seemed to be unusually high spirits, despite the lack of enthusiasm from me and the other three nations. Today, it seemed that Alfred was once again attempting to be the hero.

"Alright guys, are you ready to hear another one of my plans?" He exclaimed in his usual, and annoying, sing-song voice. Before any of us had the chance to object, he continued on, answering the question for himself. "Good! Now, pay close attention: I'm giving you my newest orders to follow so that we can beat those annoying Axis once and for all!" He quickly made his over to Yao, laying his hands on both of the boy's shoulders. "You will be my support!"

"This again?" I inaudibly sighed in annoyance, "It's exactly the same as before." I turned to watch the more feminine male of the group. His expression quickly fell from boredom to annoyance; his amber eyes reflected his lack of excitement, even as they rest behind a curtain of his raven-black hair.

Continuing his way clockwise around the group, Ivan was the next one to be subjected to his plan. Though keeping a small distance between the two, an enthusiastic smile lit up his face. As by my prediction, something along the lines of back-up parted from the hero's lips. Ivan's normally brilliant violet eyes clouded over sparked with a slight trace of annoyance.

Alfred continued on route, despite the reactions that he was receiving. Francis was next, and he knew it. Tossing his blond hair over his shoulder, he waited. He didn't really care about but role, but the wait itself made his patience was wear thin.

"Francis, you are third support!" Alfred cried, bringing up the volume in his voice as if to send his enthusiasm to France over the distance between the two. A smile touched his lips, the word objection daring to part, simply because he disagrees with anything that little idiot comes up with. Or rather, he objects with anything that anyone comes up with unless it's himself. Finally America made his way over to me, ruffling my blond hair, much to my distaste.

"You, Arthur, are the last possible person who I would choose as a back-up. Congratulations!" I sent him a glare with all the menace I could muster, jade eyes reflecting hatred. Even so, his sky, blue eyes sparkled, laugh filling the room. After a minute of that, the room returned to its usual eerie silence, but something strange happened as well: a foreign voice filled the room, touching our ears.

"W-What about me, Nii-san?" the timid voice echoed, causing us all to tense. We shakily turned to examine the new-comer, and than our eyes widened in confusion. The boy who stood there was unknown me, nor anyone of the other Allied Nations, judging by their reactions. He had pale, blond hair; colour strongly resembling my own. Even so, the style more strongly resembled that of France; poor kid. He seemed quite young, even in comparison to Alfred. His gazed lifted of the floor, sending us a hopeful gaze with innocent, blue eyes. A pair of glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, though goggles are found on his forehead. Completely idiotic if you ask me. He nervously tugged at the collar of his white and brown apparel, waiting for someone to talk. Even with all of their differences, the similarities were quite strong as well: this young boy was unmistakably related to America.

"D-Don't these people seem quiet, Kurojimo?" he spoke, obviously hoping to fill the room with some sort of sound. This time, the comment was directed to his companion: a snow, white polar bear.

"Maybe they are," the bear solemnly replied, scratching the spot right behind his ear. His lack of interest was quite easy to spot. "Who are you again?" I immediately tensed at the question, realizing that it didn't help the boy's position with us at all. If even his own polar bear didn't know him, how could we trust him? I could tell from the expressions on the others faces' that they were thinking something more or less the same.

"I'm Matthew, your master." Said boy blandly replied without skipping a beat. This seemed as if it were almost normal for him. He returned his icy glare to the five of us, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Well, er, Matthew," Alfred started, having regained his composure. He quickly re-took his role as self-declared leader of this bunch of idiots. Matthew's eyes grew wide, and it suddenly appeared as if he were fading from the scene, or were my eyes just playing tricks on me? "You can…-just stand there and looks pretty!" Surprising, Canada's not a support member. Even so, contentment grew on the boy's face, and he finally appeared translucent.

"I'm so happy that I can be of help!" annoyance fell over my face as his joyous expression simply continued to grow. This Matthew kid seemed to have inherited some of Alfred's stupidity, to say the very least. The eerie feeling that I got as soon as the kid entered still rests in my gut, and it seems that the others aren't quite fond of Matthew either, judging by their expressions.

Minutes pass by in an awkward silence, which soon is dispelled as America breaks out into pointless chatter, explaining further the plan to everyone else, excluding poor Matthew. All of us soon start to talk, droning out the voice of America. The thought of the newest nation soon parts from our minds, relaxation returning. What was his name again, Mark? Whatever, I can always ask him later -if I remember. Or perhaps I could ask America-baka: he's apparently this kid's older brother after all.

Disclaimer: I do not own the amazing anime/manga known as Hetalia, much to my discontentment.

Cuba: One challenge down! Only…-99 more to go…
Matthew: You c-
Alfred: Only 99?! That'd be a breeze for a hero like me!
Cuba: *sweatdrop* Well, to be all technical, that's only for these 100 themes. I got tagged five times…
Alfred: …-that's still a breeze!!
Arthur: *sighs* in your world you can do anything, can't you?
Alfred: Of course!!

For all of you who have only watched the anime and don't quite understand who is who in this, I thought it might be a good idea to add character translations. Sorry if you find this a waste of time.

America=Alfred
Canada=Matthew
England=Arthur
France=Francis
China=Yao
Russia=Ivan