A/N: Alright second chapter! I wonder how Matthew is going to get through this… I honestly don't know what I'm going to do yet… I'm either going to have him sleep with all of them or have him start a relationship with Ivan or Francis. Thoughts?

Matthew had arrived in Ottawa at about 6pm, seeing as how he left Arthur's house ASAP after Arthur had tried to jump him. On the plane, he made a list of people to avoid 'Let's see, Arthur, obviously... probably Francis and Alfred... Prussia too. That's it right? I hope so anyway...' Now that he had made his list and he was almost at his house, Matthew felt a little more at ease with the situation. He relaxed even more when he walked out of the airport and saw his Suzuki Hayabusa parked in the parking lot. 'At least there's one good thing about having government officials on hand' he thought with a smile, as he climbed on to his favourite bike.

It was a short ride home for Matthew, seeing as how he had one of the fastest bikes in the WORLD. Too bad he had to have it imported from Kiku instead of it being Canadian made but, with his love of extreme sports, he was happy to just have such a bike in the first place.

When he got home, the first thing he did was fall face first onto the couch. It had been a long day and he was exhausted. Unfortunately, he had a world meeting to go to in America tomorrow, so he couldn't just lie around. Before Matthew could stand up, a little white bear climbed onto his back and sat down. "Who?" Kumajiro asked. "It's just me, Canada. Are you hungry Kumajuju?" His question was answered by a loud grumble coming from the bear's stomach. Matthew giggled, "Alright then Kumazuma, let's get you some food."

After Kumajiro was munching away happily on a few fish, Canada decided to go upstairs and start packing for his trip to America. He threw a few days worth of clothing into his suitcase (mostly consisting of baggy red sweaters and loose khakis) but then he stopped and thought for a minute. 'Hmm… if a bunch of guys are going to be "helplessly attracted to me"…' Matthew smirked 'then perhaps I should pack some different clothes.' He laughed in a way that can only be described as evil while he dumped out the contents of his suitcase and rummaged through his closet once more.

When the blonde was finished repacking his bag he smirked again "Sometimes it's good to have a perverted father who insists on sending you clothes you'll look "sexy" in." Matthew couldn't disagree with him, since it was very true, but the clothes still made him uncomfortable so he hardly wore them. Now he has the opportunity to wear his dark blue and grey ripped jeans that seemed to hug his legs tightly in all the right places and his tight Canadian shirts that clearly outlined his small muscles. Francis had all of these clothes custom made for Matthew because "Mon petit will look fabulous in these clothes!" To which Matthew just snorted and shoved them all into the back of his closet. Now that he was going to be wearing them, he decided he should do something with hair and maybe put some contacts in. Just to test what it would look like, he pulled on a pair of navy jeans that were ripped at the knees and on the front of his left thigh and a tight black shirt that said "Proud to Be Canadian" on the front in white letters, and a red maple leaf behind the words. He took his glasses off and put contacts in, pulled his hair back into a loose ponytail and put a metal stud into the hole at the top of his right ear that his hair usually hid. (Yes, Matthew had a small punk faze as well) Matthew walked up to his long mirror and studied his reflection for a moment before pulling out his phone and taking a selfie while giggling. He couldn't help it! He looked so different. With that done he went back downstairs to make his supper.

After eating pancakes covered in maple syrup for dinner, Matthew decided to upload his selfie from earlier onto Facebook, wanting to see what kind of reaction it would get. With that done, he went upstairs to take a long hot shower. About an hour later, when he stepped out, he saw a red light flashing on his phone, signifying that he had a notification. Matthew didn't even bother to dry off or put clothes on, instead, he snatched his phone off of the counter to see if someone had commented on his photo and, low and behold, there was #### comments on his picture and ### likes! That's probably a new record for the Canadian. He opened Facebook and started scrolling through the comments:

Alfred 'TheHero' Jones: OMG Mattie! Wut happened 2 u?! U look kinda… um… different… ya thats the word…

Francis Bonnefoy: Mon petit! Tu es tres fabuleux non? I'm glad you like the clothes~ 3

Gilbert 'TheAwesome' Beilschmidt: Woah Birdie… you look… awesome…

Arthur Kirkland: M-Matthew, lad, this wouldn't have anything to do with… recent… events… would it?

Alfred 'TheHero' Jones: Wut R U tlking about Iggy? Did U convince Mattie 2 dress like that?! PERVERT! Mattie! Iggys a bigger pervert then Francis!

Arthur Kirkland: Shut up you bloody twat! I am certainly NOT like that bloody frog and your English is appalling! I am simply asking Matthew a personal question that has nothing to do with you!

Francis Bonnefoy: Why must you insult me so!?

Matthew scrolled down past the arguing with a sigh 'I knew it was too good to be true. They only cared about me for a minute.' Matthew was just about to close Facebook and forget about the picture when a different name caught in the comments caught his attention

Ivan Braginsky: Comrade Matvey looks good like that! He will be wearing clothes like these to the conference tomorrow da?

Matthew's breath hitched after reading that. He scrolled down more looking for any other out of place comments from the man in between the others arguing but found none. Then he scrolled back up to the top and clicked to see who had liked hid picture, and sure enough, in blue letters it read "Ivan Braginsky". Matthew never expected to read such a thing from Ivan. "I wonder why he would say such a thing…" Matthew said to himself "Ah well no time to dwell on it eh? I have to get up early tomorrow for my flight to America." And with that, Matthew threw on his Maple leaf pajama pants (deciding not to put the shirt on as a part of his new look), towel dried his hair and went to bed with Kumajiro curled in a ball next to him. 'Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day…' was Matthew's final thought before drifting off to sleep.

A/N: Hahaha looks like Matthew forgot about his past crush on Ivan da? Haha so next chapter will be the world meeting. I'm still not sure if Matthew should start a relationship or allow himself

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