Matthew(canada) POV:
Yum! I'm surprised. I stared at the scones you made. They were burnt as usual but were delicious. Sweet like Maple syrup! They were light yet sweet enough to brighten up a smile. Heck, even Netherlands could moan from eating these delicacies. You walk into the room and yelp in surprise.
"Canada?! W-why did you eat those!" You snatched them from my hands and sighed. "If you wanted them that badly, I could make one for you.." You walked into the kitchen and after hearing pots, pans and other utensils being thrown, I was worried about my life.
"Done!" You cry, placing the plate of scones on the table. I stared at it. For once, it wasn't burnt. I picked it up and took a bite out of it. It was ...
...
...utterly disgusting.
I scrunched up my face and smiled sickenly at Arthur,"D-delicious," I managed to cough out.
Arthur looked at me before frowning, looking down as he said,"I guess I'll tell you a secret.."
I leaned in to hear Arthur say,"..I guess that I get nervous when I'm cooking something for someone so I add in extra ingredients,"
Never in my life I would have thought that the United Kingdom Of Great Fucking Britain and Northern Ireland, ex-pirate, Arthur Fucking Kirkland suffers from peer pressure.
