I've wanted to write this cute little one-shot for ages, here you go! ^.^ enjoy
My first time writing hetalia, don't hate me if its all OOC
I don't own hetalia (if only...)
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"Wait! Alfred, I need to talk to you!" yelled the Brit. The other blonde man stopped walking and turned to face him.
"Listen, I need to talk to you. About the arguments we keep having, I wanted to, I-er-I-I," he blushed; "I just want to apologise." The other man looked rather shocked at this frankly unexpected comment.
"I think that it is pointless for us to keep arguing over our past, and the truth is... I do really like you Alfred. I hate myself for everything I did to you, and I am truly sorry."
Arthur looked through the glasses that slightly distorted his former charge's face, and into his deep purple eyes. His eyes sparkled just the way that they had when he was just a colony.
Wait, 'purple eyes?' I'm sure that...
"I'm sure Alfred would be really flattered," he said in a soft Canadian accent; "But he's already left..."
"Hang on, who are..."
"I'm Canada."
"...Oh, I'm sorry M-M-..."
"Mathew."
"STOP CONFESSING YOUR UN-DIEING LOVE FOR MY BIRDIE, YOU BASTAD!"
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