Oh my! Bananas and I are thrilled to see the response that this story has received! Thank you to all who reviewed and everyone else who showed an interest! It's what got this chapter out so quickly!

We would like to make it known that neither of us are therapists so we don't exactly know how a therapy session is run. Forgive us for any oddities during America and Canadas' session here. I hope you all enjoy!

Teresa led America and Canada into her office, closing the door behind her and frowning at the brothers. An awkward silence hung over the group for a minute, before Canada cleared his throat.

"Excuse me," he began softly, "But what exactly-"

"What the fuck are we doing here?" America interrupted him.

"You honestly don't know?" Teresa's curls bounced as she tilted her head. "Your Uncle, Gilbert, called and scheduled your appointment. He said you two needed to talk about your childhood."

"What?" America's face was baffled and Canada's eyebrows had disappeared somewhere under his hairline.

"Look, Miss, I'm not sure what…um… 'Uncle Gilbert' is trying to pull, but we really don't need to see a therapist, eh? So, I hope you have a good day." Canada frowned faintly at Teresa, moving towards the door. America followed after him, attempting to make a quick getaway.

Teresa surveyed the two critically, there was something going on between them, she could feel it. "Wait," she stepped between the twins and the door, frowning. America fixed Teresa with an annoyed look, but Teresa stood her ground. "I think you should stay and at least talk. Just for one session. Your uncle sounded genuinely concerned on the phone, I think this could be a positive experience for you both."

"Genuinely concerned, my ass. The bastard promised me a hamburger." America growled, slumping into one of the chairs in front of the desk. It seemed that she wasn't going to let them leave anytime soon, stubborn woman.

"Please refrain from using such vulgar terms Mr. Jones," Teresa instructed him. She glanced over in Canada's direction. He was staring at her silently, weighing his options. After a moment he sighed softly and sat in the other chair. Teresa gave an approving nod before taking her own seat. Another awkward silence fell upon the group and America rolled his eyes, "Well, I can see how this is going to be beneficial to us." The sarcasm was evident in his tone.

Canada glanced over at his brother and then back to Teresa. "Well…what do you want us to say?"

"That's for you to tell me. I'm here to listen." Teresa smiled encouragingly, giving America only a quick look.

Matthew and Alfred exchanged a loaded look; they were supposed to tell her their secrets? Right, they were just going to come right out and say that they were the immortal representatives of the nations of Canada and America.

"Well, Alfred, Matthew, why don't you start by telling me about your relationship with each other?" Teresa prompted, pen poised over her notepad.

America grinned at his brother, who frowned in response. "Alfred, don't tell her-"

"Well, personally I think poor ol' Mattie's a bit of a volcano. He's quiet, ya almost forget he's there until you make some comment about what a shitty sport hockey is, or mention that his latest batch of Maple syrup tastes like it came from England and he blows up in your face. It's like Krakatoa or something." America smirked a bit, propping his feet up on Teresa's desk. He could get into this whole therapy thing.

Canada glowered at his brother; Alfred was finding too much joy in this. He pushed America's feet off the desk roughly, turning away from his brother. "I don't know what you're going on about. I'll have you know my maple syrup is fantastic, and Hockey is a great sport, eh? So you can just shove it u…"

"Matthew." The therapist interrupted what sounded like the beginning of a tirade, catching both twins off guard. She turned back to America with a frown, "Don't antagonize your brother."

"Antago-what?" America blinked at her.

Teresa sighed, "Don't try to make him mad, alright?"

"I don't TRY to make people mad, it just happens!" America scowled at his brother, as if somehow this was his fault.

Canada smiled at Teresa, "Yeah, pissing people off is a gift of his."

"Really? And how often does this happen to you, Alfred? This, inadvertently ticking people off?"

"Ah-" America started to talk, but closed his mouth, picking at a thread on his coat, "This is bogus, let's go get a burger Mattie. Hell I'd even go for some pancakes at this point."

"It probably started with the Revolu-when he moved out. " Canada offered helpfully, glancing over at his brother out of the corner of his eye.

"Matt…" America hissed under his breath, shooting his brother a warning look, which Canada ignored.

"I take it moving out was a traumatic experience for you?" Teresa asked, scrawling something on her pad.

"What gave you that idea?" America scowled, looking genuinely ticked for the first time upon entering the office.

"Well, your brother almost referred to it as the Revolution. That indicates it was a pretty big deal."

The brother's exchanged another smirk, "You could say that." America snorted, but didn't offer any more information.

"It was crazy. Al and Eng-I mean, Arthur…our Dad, you could say, were pretty ticked at each other. Arthur wanted to charge Alfred… err… rent, I guess?" He shot a glance at his brother, who just shook his head, but didn't correct him, keeping his gaze on his sneakers. "Anyways, Papa, that's Francis, sided with Al after a while, and things got kind of nasty. I locked myself in my room and waited for things to blow over."

"Ah, I see. And did you live with your…um… parents for long after your brother moved out?" Teresa asked, pausing her frantic writing.

"For a bit, I guess. I didn't want to make as big a deal as Al did, so I snuck out the back while they were arguing with… other family members."

"It sounds like you and your family do a lot of arguing." Teresa observed.

"You could say that," America grinned, looking a lot more comfortable now that Teresa was focused on other people's problems.

"I see. And how has this family dynamic affected your relationship?"

Canada tensed at that question, but America still looked confused, "Say what?" He gave her a blank stare.

"Do you two fight?" Teresa rephrased, making a note in the margin of her paper to use small words.

"Oh…uh…o-only once." America stammered, "A-and it wasn't really a fight with Mattie exactly. I was arguing with Arthur again and Matt," He jerked a thumb at Canada and frowned at the memory, "Sided with him."

"Of course I sided with him, you tried to invade-er…move in with me," Canada frowned.

"Well you burned the White…my shit!" America glared at his brother.

"Because you burned mine first! And anyways, I won in the end," Canada finished smugly.

"You did not…" America countered, but Teresa cleared her throat, silencing the brothers.

"That sounds like it's still a big deal for you two, did it happen recently?" She seemed a bit worried at the mention of 'burning shit'. It seemed like these two had a lot of anger issues if they thought that the answer to their problems was to burn things down.

"Not exactly." Both brothers laughed at that, tension forgotten. "Besides," Canada added, "We've forgiven each other."

"You mean I've forgiven you."

"Oh, whatever, Alfred."

"So I've heard a lot of mentions of Arthur, your Dad? Is there a lot of tension between you and him, Alfred?" Teresa asked.

"Sexual tension," Canada muttered under his breath; Teresa didn't seem to hear, but the comment earned him an elbow to the ribs from his brother.

"Not usually. We get along better these days." America offered grudgingly.

"Well, I think we should talk about your parents. They seem to be a root problem in your lives," Teresa prompted.

America and Canada grinned simultaneously, "Would you like to go first, brother dear?" America asked voice full of false politeness.

"Oh I couldn't! You know Arthur much better than I do," Canada chuckled darkly.

"Oh, we've done nothing BUT talk about Arthur and I." Alfred paused and a slow smile appeared. He turned to Canada with a glint in his eyes "Why don't we discuss you and Francis for a bit?" The American smirked at the Canadian, waggling his eyebrows in a crude manner

"Let's leave Papa out of this, eh?" Canada growled threateningly, looking a bit frightened at the prospect of actually having to talk about his father figure.

"Actually, I think it would be interesting to discuss this… Francis. You boys have two fathers?" Teresa asked, turning to Matthew.

Canada mouthed something incredibly rude at his brother, but turned to Teresa with a flat smile. "There's not much to say. I spent a lot more time with Papa as a child, and more with Arthur as a teenager. Francis cooks loads better than Arthur." Canada shrugged.

Teresa could tell that there was more that the young man was not saying; the bland expression on his face hid his emotions poorly. She made a mental note to come back to that in their next session.

America snorted, "Yeah, I have to agree, given the choice I'd eat over at Mattie's or Francis' house any day. Arthur can't boil water without something going wrong."

"It would be fascinating to meet your parents." Teresa smiled at the both of them, deciding to ignore Alfred's rude comment about his father.

America burst into laughter at that, and Canada's own amusement was barely concealed behind his hand. "Please talk to them," Canada practically begged, "It would be so beneficial for their relationship." Canada lost it then, joining his brother in laughter. The two of them collapsed on each other in a fit of giggles.

"Ah well, let's make an appointment for them then." Teresa suggested, staring curiously at the twins. The more she heard about this little family the more she thought that their Uncle was doing them a great favor.

"Let's." America choked. "Can we watch?" He asked, snorting.

"This is the sort of thing best done in private, I think," Teresa frowned at him.

"Right, well, keep an eye on Francis then," America suggested, winking at the therapist.

"No, seriously," Canada said, seeing Teresa's skeptical look. "Watch him carefully, and don't let him get you alone."

For those of you who didn't catch it we touched upon the Revolutionary War and also the War of 1812. =)

Again, a big thanks to those who showed interest! France and England are next!

And to those of you who are curious this story will hold many different pairings. The following pairings have a chance of popping up: UsUk, Fruk, Frucan, FACE, GerIta, Spamano, AusHun and PruHun.
Future chapters may also include sessions with: Russia/Baltics, Belarus/Russia, Germany/Prussia, Poland, North Italy/South Italy , Sealand/England, Prussia, China/Japan, Turkey/Greece and Russia/America.

We don't ship all of these pairings but we think it'd be pretty interesting to get them in a therapists office to talk, don't you? So we'll do our best to include chapters with these characters.