Summary: Al learns about all his brother's eccentricities. First up: ketchup chips. Drabble series. No pairings. Mostly family fluff between Matt and Al.

SkyGem: Hey minna-san! I'm Skye, a little Canadian teen from Toronto, Ontario. Lately, I've been really interested in the way other countries see my home, and some of the things I learned shocked me, so just keep in mind that I'm learning right alongside all of you. Some of the things that I've always seen as a normal part of everyday life apparently can't be found outside Canada…weird. Anyways, I hope you enjoy, ne?

Disclaimer: I don't own APH.

It was a peaceful Saturday morning, and Matthew was sleeping in his bed, as many normal people were wont to do at this time of day, when he was suddenly rudely awoken by his not so normal brother throwing something on top of him.

That something wasn't at all heavy, but the loud crinkling noise it made when it made contact with him awoke the Canadian from his peaceful slumber.

Blinking blearily up at Alfred, the blond nation's annoyance melted away into complete confusion at the look of utter disgust on the other male's face.

Looking down at what had been thrown at him, Matthew became only more confused when he saw it was just a bag of chips.

Letting out a sigh, Matthew propped himself up on his elbows and asked in a slightly annoyed voice, "What's up, Al?"

The other nation just glared harder at him and said, "I decided to graciously come over and give my precious brother a visit, and the only 'junk food'" – he made air quotes are the words – "I can find is that abomination!"

"Abomination?" repeated Matthew, looking down. "It's just a bag of ketchup chips," he said, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Al's eyebrow began twitching at this. "Just a bag of ketchup chips? How dare you defile the sacred nature of the potato chip by giving it the flavour of ketchup!"

Matthew sat up now, his eyes widening slightly.

"Wait a second…you mean you've never had ketchup chips before?"

"Of course not!" was his brother's immediate reply. "Why the hell would I put something so disgusting into my mouth?"

Matthew just kept staring at Al with large, disbelieving eyes for a few minutes more before saying, "…you are missing out on so much…"

And then, before Al could even realize what had happened, his brother had tackled him to the ground and was sitting on his back, showing that surprising strength of his that Al always forgot he had.

"What the hell are you doing, MATT?" he demanded, struggling to get free.

Then, he heard the sound he had been dreading.

The distinct sound of a bag of chips being opened.

"No!" he shouted, "Don't you dare shove those things in-mmph!"

Al was cut off mid-sentence as his usually gentle brother took a handful of chips and shoved them into his mouth, covering it so that he couldn't spit them back out.

There was an outraged cry from his brother, and his struggling continued for a few moments more before he stopped suddenly.

When he felt his brother swallow what had been in his mouth, Matthew tentatively removed his hand from his brother's mouth, only to be greeted by a shout of, "THAT STUFF IS AMAZING!"

The Canadian cringed a little at the volume, and this was when he normally would have started reprimanding his brother, but he was too busy smirking smugly to do so.

"Gimme that!" demanded Al, snatching at the bag still in his brother's hand, who moved it out of his reach before he could take it.

"No way in hell, Al! This is my last bag, and there's no way I'm letting you devour it! Go get your own!"

"But they don't sell it in my country!" whined Al, but Matthew just stuck his tongue out at him.

"Sucks to be you, then."

SkyGem: So, imagine my surprise when I found out that ketchup chips weren't actually popular in the US. Is something wrong with you people? It's epicly amazing! Especially Lays Ketchup chips. Go find some if you can! Anyways, please do leave a review and let me know what you thought, and try to be gentle, ne? This is my first APH fic…

P.S. On a totally random not: I totally have a Matt/Canada cursor! Jealous yet?

Next chapter: Why's it Blue?