*Le gasp* I think this is the first I have updated a story a second time in one day! O.O Go Rissa!

A little upset that no one reviewed.....*sniffles* But I was happy that people put this story on alert! So thankies uber much!

Moving on.......

The Summary- Its Christmas time and Alfreds brother decides to drag him to Russia for the holidays. As if spending time in that evil country wasnt enough, Matthew signs Alfred up for skiing lessons! The problem? His instructor is a physcho who tries to kill him every chance he gets!

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Chapter Two- The start of a beautiful day

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"Alfred!"

Alfred let out a groan and flipped the pillow over his head.

"Get up! We have skiing lessons in a hour!"

Alfred shot open his eyes and sat up quickly, causing a dizzy spell to occur. A few seconds went by as he let it pass. Alfred looked up at his brother in anger.

"What skiing lessons!?" He snapped.

"It was kinda part of the packaged trip! It was a neat deal!" Matthew gushed out, clutching his teddy bear, Kumijiro, he still slept with.

"I never even wanted to come Mattie! Now your forcing me to ski!?" Alfred whimpered out, tears filling his sky-blue eyes.

"Are you not the hero? You will do fine!"

After a few more arguments, Alfred finally got out of bed and took a shower. He got dressed, putting on his favorite 'I love America' shirt, his blue jacket, and levis jeans. He then borrowed Matthews red fluffy scarf and matching hat. (He forgot to pack his own.)

Both brothers exited the hotel and Alfred winced as bright sunlight being reflected off the white snow seared his eyeballs. After he cursed causing his brother to give a disaproving look, Alfred stared out at the scenary.

"Wow..."

Besides all the snow, which was lovely by itself, Alfred gaped at the other resort hotel houses that, all together, made the ski resort look like a cute little cookie-cutter town. People were passing by at a relaxed pace. Most were speaking russian, (Which Alfred eyed fearfully...they could be plotting something!) some were speaking german, and others were speaking their language. Past the skii village, the slope became steeper and Alfred gazed at Mt. Elbrus's twin peaks in amazment.

"I thought you might like it!" Matthew chuckled.

Alfred blushed in embarrassment at being caught oogling the place when he wasnt even supposed to be here.

Suddenly a shout, followed by a loud thump was heard behind them. Both brothers turned around to see the oddest sight. It appeared a green butt was sticking out of a snow pile, beside another cottage house. The person flailed about and popped out of the snow, coughing and sputtering.

It appeared to be a man their age, with messy dirty-blonde hair, and the hugest eyebrows Alfred has ever seen. The man turned his head to look behind him, his face scruched in utter fury.

"FRANCIS YOU PRAT! WHY THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU PUSH ME OFF THE PORCH!!?"

There was silence of about three seconds before roaring laughter echoed throughout the ski resort. Alfred looked to the porch to find a man with shoulder-length golden hair, a slight beard, and eyes the color baby-blue. He was kneeling over, his face beet red as he chuckled at the young mans fall.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay!?" Matthew rushed over and held out his hand. It was then that the fallen man and the one on the porch noticed Alfred and Matthew.

"Oh! Uh, yes yes! I'm quite allright. Thanks very much for your concern." The young man said. Alfred realized he had a accent.

"Hey! Your English!" Alfred exclaimed, pointing a finger at the dirty-blonde man.

The man gaped at Alfred then smirked, "Nooo! And are you American!?" He then gave a small chuckle.

Alfred became red in the face and spluttered curses at the man, "Fuck you, eyebrow freak!"

"Why you...you american twat!" The man was about to lunge himself at Alfred when the man on the porch jumped down and walked in front of Alfred.

"Hello! What a pleasure to meet you. My name is Francis Bonnefoy, and my friend behind me is Arthur Kirkland. Me, him, and another friend are here for the holidays. How about you?"

Alfred broke into a smile and held out his hand, "My name is Alfred F. Jones, and thats my brother, Matthew Williams. We are also here for the holiday vacation!"

Francis shook Alfreds hand then grabbed Arthur and pushed him in front of him.

"Aplogize to our new friend, mon cheri."

Arthur looked up at Alfred, smiling sweetly. Alfred had a bad feeling.

"Fuck you!" Arthur then jammed his foot down on Alfreds and ran off towards a distant building.

"Son of a bitch!" Alfred looked muderous and was about to go catch that british brat and pound some manners into him, but Matthew grabbed Alfreds arm.

"Oh no! Al! We are late for the lessons!" Matthew then let go and sprinted off towards the ski villages main building, calling back a 'talk to you later' to Francis.

"Guess we will see each other more often." Alfred saluted Francis then hurried after his brother.

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Alfred barged through the welcome centers front doors just in time to see Matthew talking with a pretty girl with long brown hair and light-green eyes. She was dressed as a maid, and had one big orange flower in her hair. Matthew looked very worried. Alfred quickly walked over to them.

"Whats wrong, Mattie?"

Matthew turned to Alfred and gave a anxious smile, "Its nothing, just trying to find someone who knows where the meeting place is for the skiing lessons."

The girl glanced back and forth at them in suprise before her face broke into a warm smile.

"You must be twins!" She then looked at Alfred, "As I was just informing your brother, there was a man who is head of the skiing and snowboarding groups, but I'm not sure where he dissapered to. I swore he was-" Alfred noticed she had trailed off and was squinting her eyes, looking past Alfred.

"Ah ha! There he is!" The girl raised and hand and waved it frantically, "Gilbert! These people are here for the skiing lessons!"

Alfred turned to find a ghost standing right in front of him and let out a scream, jumping behind his brother.

"AHHH! A GHOST! OH MY GOD!"

The girl burst into giggles, "Thats the third time someone has screamed at you, Gilbert!"

The man looked pissed and pushed Matthew aside, glaring at Alfred.

"Ah! So you think just because a guy has white hair and red eyes, that I'm a ghost!? I AM PURE AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!!" The albino then began cackiling loudly before the girl punched him in his stomache.

"Sorry about him. Anyway, my name is Elizabeth Hedervary and the crazy man is Gilbert Weillschmidt." Elizabeth then excused herself and walked away.

Gilbert was still coughing from Elizabeths punch. Matthew lightly patted his back and helped him up.

"Thank you. You are awesome. Not as awesome as me though." Gilbert flashed a smile while Matthew glanced at Alfred, eyebrows raised.

"Mr. Weillschmidt?"

"Please call me Gilbert."

"Uhh...Gilbert? I know me and my brother are very late, but is the skiing lessons still going on?"

Gilbert put a finger to his cheek in thought, then snapped his fingers.

"Sorry, no. The instrutors have already been paired up with groups." Gilbert informed them. Matthew hunched over and his lip began to tremble.

"Buuuuuuuuutttt! Since I am SOOOO awesome, I can fit one of you into my group and another into our new instructors group!"

Matthews face lit up like a christmas tree and he beamed at Alfred who smiled in return.

Gilbert quickly decided to put Matthew with in his group and directed Alfred to where the new instructor would be. He gave Alfred a map of the slopes and pointed which part he would go to. Then he cheerfully waved goodbye and grabbed his brothers arm and pulled him outside. Alfred gave a sigh, hoping it would be a peace of cake, and shuffled outside. He quickly glanced at the map, then made his way up one of the trails to the beginners slope. Appropiately named the bunny slope.

"Ok.....where is everyone?" Alfred stood at the top of the bunny slope with the map clutched in his hands. He looked down to make sure he was at the right place.

"HELLOOOOOOOOO!!?" Alfred called out, looking around. He felt stupid. It would be his luck that he got lost. Wouldnt it be a shame if he died up here, on this stupid mountain, in Russia of all places!?

"Da?" A voice cheerfully responded right in Alfreds ear.

"AUGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" Alfred jumped about a foot in the air and whipped around, his knee gave out and he was about to fall down when he was yanked by his scarf. He now looked fearfully up at a man with hair almost as white as Gilberts. He had beautiful violet-colored eyes.

"Your not a ghost, are you!?" Alfred asked.

The man smiled darkly, "Ампер-час! Американский идиот, да?"

Alfreds eyes widened with great fear and he gulped loudly, "Your Russian!"

The man smirked then pulled Alfred closer to him, "Da."

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Yay for chappy 2 getting done! It was pretty long! Unusual for me! XDD

First off, I'm sorry if Hungary seems OOC, I havent read or watched much with her in it! Well....if any character seems OOC...(Is uber shot) . Also, sorry about that form of Russian...I dont know where to go to get a english spelling of the words! Anyone know?

Besides the main pairing, I am thinking of putting Mattie with Gil! They are soooo cute together! I welcome any other suggestions for pairings! X3 I might throw Arthur at Alfred and make it a love triangle between RussiaXAmericaXEngland, but you shall be the rulers of that one! XDD I also love the idea of EnglandXJapan...but idk! .

I will also welcome any ideas for this story!

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