Chapter 2: Alfred and the Phantom Story

Hi! I try to keep the book titles as the chapter titles it's suppose to be 'phantom phone calls' but I'm not exactly sure what time limit this should be set in if phones were invented. LOL! Because there's little colony America and his brother, and stuff like that. Well enjoy reading this chapter! eto~ eto~

"Now Alfred, the only reason why I'm sending you here is because you can discover that there are tons of idiots out in the world," Arthur explained,

"and this is just a basic since your still a colony, alright Alfred?- Alfred! Are you even listening?"

Alfred looked around at the outside of the carriage in awe at where they were "It's all so new…."

"ALFRED!"

Alfred turned his head and looked at the angry Englishman, "Everyone is bloody idiots?"

England sighed "Indeed."

"Ohohoho!~ If I knew my Matthieu was being cared for from a beautiful mademoiselle, I might need a babysitter!" France swooned.

Hungary poked her pan in Francis' stomach "shut it frog! I'm not interested in your perverted opinions!" I swear, if the kids a pervert I'll take that brat over my knees and beat the French crap right out of him! Liz thought and batted her frying pan in her hand.

France sighed dramatically, "If you only knew me." He shook his head "mon fils!"

Just then a little boy with messy hair came in carrying a polar bear and hid behind France.

"Mon fils is shy. I don't know why exactly, he just is." France patted Canada and left.

Hungary stood there in silence and stared at Canada, who stared back at Hungary. That carried on for awhile till it was interrupted by Gilbert, who was lying on the floor staring at the ceiling. "

I'm bored."

"WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED BABYSITTING YET!" Hungary snapped.

Hungary cleared her thought and smoothed her dress.

"So, Matthie- uh, Matthew, how old are you?" Matthew stared at her and smiled.

Hungary repeated question, still no answer. Prussia, who was curious that the 'punk' wasn't replying, went over.

"Maybe he's playing charades." Prussia studied the kid. "You're a duck? Wait-NO! You're a…."

Liz rubbed her hand down her face. "HE'S NOT PLAYING CHARADES YOU IMBISLE!"

"Bonjour." Matthew said, not really sure what to say at the scorned woman and the bleached haired guy.

"He only speaks French." Liz sighed.

"oui!" Hearing the word French, Canada figured she had must've asked him something.

"aw, that sucks." Prussia pouted.

"What's with your outfit?" Alfred tugged on a loose area.

Prussia turned red and ripped the fabric out from Alfred's hand "DON'T TOUCH ME YOU LITTLE MORON!"

Alfred pouted "I'm borrrreeeeddddd…." He whined.

Prussia sighed and got on one knee "I know what to do…HUNGARY! ENTERTAIN THIS KID!"

Hungary glared. "I'M TRYING TO FIND MATTHIE-MATTHEW!"

Matthieu was following her wondering what she was looking for. Matthieu was determined after that day he was going to learn a different language.

"Alright, since I'm going to have to entertain you, I'll tell you a little story."

"Ooh! Make it one about a hero!" Alfred sat on the ground and pretzel his legs.

Gilbert scratched his neck and tried to think of something. "I'll tell you about an ex-country." Prussia sat on the floor and did the same as Alfred.

"Is he dead?" Alfred gasped thinking it was a hero who died trying to save someone.

"NO!" Gilbert hissed "He's living… He-"

"Does he live near here? Can I see him?"

Prussia gritted his teeth. "He's very close."

Alfred grinned.

"Well, it's about the AWESOME hero as a kid. And what he saw."

"What'd he see?" Alfred scooted closer to Prussia, who scooted away.

"Ghosts"

"WHERE'S AMERICA?" Liz went over and shook Prussia who had dozed off.

"Somewhere in the east…" He yawned.

"NO! Grr, ALFRED!"

"Oh, under the couch."

Hungary rushed over to the couch and lifted the couch drapes. "Alfred, honey are you okay?"

"G-ghosts….." Alfred shuttered.

"There's no ghost, if there is, I can get rid of them."

"P-Prussia says ghosts are everywhere. He told me ghosts 'might' not get me as long as I left him alone, because he was cursed…I'm never going to step near him again…."

"Excuse me for a moment." Liz went and picked up her frying pan and walked towards Gilbert.

"I swore there were more young countries besides these two." Liz wondered.

"They're probably not here yet. Not everyone lives right next to this building. Actually, no one does."

"Don't get smart with me!"

"Yes mam!"

Sorry for some OOC.

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