Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any songs mentioned or any other thing that needs to be disclaimed.
Chapter Warning: Swearing, sexual themes
A/N: From here on, I'm going to be changing POV so I will tell you who's you're reading. More notes at the end. Enjoy!
Gilbert's POV
Mein Gott! This is boring! Birdie has two off his friends over and it's like watching a couple of teenagers. They've been watching movies, drinking, and -oh god- they just started truth or dare! You know what makes this even worse? Only Birdie can see me and he won't let me fuck around with the other two! I mean, when you're a ghost and you find out that one of your roomie's best friends are terrified of ghosts, you would wanna fuck with them right? Well to bad! Said roomie said 'no'. And- Oh god! This game is turning fun! Well, if you're watching.
"Okay, Al. Says it's your turn." Oh I think I should say that since they don't trust each other to come up with the dares and truths, they have an app on Mattie's phone that does that for you.
"Yes! I choose dare!"
"Like, chill out Al! Okay, so like, tell a joke from when you where a little kid."
"Okay, umm... OH! I got it! When does "B" come after "U"?" pause for effect, of course, "When you take some of his honey." ...That was his joke? Really?
"MATTIE! Your turn!"
"I'm right here Al, stop yelling! I guess I'll do dare."
"You gotta sing like, your favorite song. Good luck with that." I've noticed something about them, when they get drunk Alfred gets louder, if that's possible, Feliks gets more chill and says 'like' a lot more, and Mattie get's kinda nervous and quiet. He's kinda cute, with his face slightly flushed, and his little stutter and- Gilbert you will not finish that though! The guys like your best friend! Don't be un-awesome!
"M-my favorite s-song? I can't c-change the dare or anyt-thing?"
"Nope! Well, like if I say so yeah, but I like really wanna hear this!"
"Okay." And with that he went on YouTube to find the song. I wonder what song he'll pick? I've never really heard the kind of music he lis-oh my god! I know this song. Where do I know this fr- Oh.
She's melting
She's melting
Oh Oh Oh
She licked me like Ice Cream...
Dippin' with my dipper,
We be drinkin' up the liquor.
Party like a birthday,
Shake it like an earthquake.
Meltin' like an Ice Cream cone,
Goin' for her danger zone.
This is his favorite song?! Mien gott! There must be something wrong with him. Well, then again there are worst that he could have chose. But these guys don't really seem like the type of music he would like. Even worse I think he has the fucking song memorized! This is the kinda shit that Francis would listen to. Wow. Just wow.
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To the M
To the F
To the G
Sticky
Messy,
Taste my treat.
But I love it when you...
Scream For My IceCream,
Tell me all you're dirty dreams.
Scream For My IceCream,
Show me what's your fantasies.
He's actually really good at singing. Well, at least this song. I've never heard him sing any other time, only hum. But on to more important matters; how is the guy not blushing?! I would be red as a tomato if I was singing this! I will never understand this guy. He blushes when I call him Birdie but not when he's singing about having someone scream for his 'ice cream'. Oh, he will never hear the end of this one. I wonder how he heard of these guys? I'll have to remember to ask him when they leave.
She licked me like I'm Ice Cream...
Feliks and Alfred and I are all just sitting here, staring at Mattie. I don't think anyone really expected him to chose that song. The other two are just kinda sitting there with their mouths hanging open, looking dumbfound. But I'm to awesome to look that way, so I do the only thing I can think would be fitting; laugh. And man is it a good thing those two can't hear me! Mattie's giving me the dirtiest look I've seen and if looks could kill, I'd be dead 4 times over. But his look just makes me laugh more because it's not really threatening on him, it's fucking adorable.
"Wow... That was, like, so not what I was expecting, Mattie."
"Yeah. How do you even know that song? I mean your singing was pretty good but I never thought you liked that kind of music!"
"C-can we please just continue th-the game?"
"Fine. Okay, so like, my turn. Hmmm...I pick dare!"
"Sing a... Britney S-spears song?"
Okay, so now is when he stands on the table and starts singing Womanizer... Without the music or anything to help him remember the lyrics because obviously, he doesn't need the help. And that, is some scary shit.
"Mattie your turn, like again."
"Ahh, truth. I guess."
"What is, like, your fav kind of music?"
"Umm... I think I would have to s-say Punk Rock."
"Dude that's so awesome! That's one of my favorites too!"
" Al, like shut up! It's your turn."
"Dare!"
"Okay, don't have yell. Like, sing the national anthem."
"Gladly!" And trust me, you will thank me for stopping there. He is literally butchering the national anthem, the song that I'm almost certain is his favorite. And if they could, I'm sure my ears would be bleeding.
"OKAY! That's good Al, you can stop!"
"Yeah, it's like, your turn. Again." Just so you're pretty mind isn't confused, they have the thing set to pick who goes in a random order.
"Yes! I wanna do truth this time!"
"Okay, so like, who's your fav girl pop singer?"
"Rebecca Black! She rocks!" Now it's time to stare stupidly at him.
"O-okay then. Feliks, who's turn?"
"Your's cutie." He's so cute when he blushes!
"U-uh, dare."
"Okay, so do somthing acrobatic and Al will totally take of pic of it, m'kay?" Well this should be fun. Matt's kinda tall so I have a hard time imagining him doing something like that.
"O-okay. There's really only one thing I can do, but I don't know if it would count.."
"Just do it!" And with that and a sigh, he did the only thing he could. And to be honest it was pretty awesome. I don't know what the shits called, but he touched his head with his foot. Like from behind him, 'cause I can do it if my leg's in front of me, but not behind. I didn't even know that was possible!
"Oh wow. I didn't think you could that. That was totally cool. Okay my turn! I chose truth."
"Okay. Do you like scary movies?"
"Aw, Hell no!"
"Al it's not your turn! And yea, I like love them. Especially when I have someone to watch them with!"
"How can you like them?!"
"Calm down Alfred. It's your turn."
"Dare! Dare! Dare! Da-"
"Shut up! You got arrested for having to much fun. Feliks, you get to take his mugshots." This game is kinda fun to watch. Alfred's mugshot was him standing there with a giant grin and a holding a thumps up. I wonder when they're going to leave. It's almost 1:30 in the morning and they have to be tired by now. They've been here for seven hours and watched three movies and played one of the most ridiculous games of truth or dare I have ever seen.
"Matt your turn!"
"Dare."
"Find out who has the best smelling hair!" What kind of dares are these? They're so weird. All the games I ever played ened with someone kissing, sometimes more. But then again, it is pretty fun to watch them do these.
"It's Feliks. His smells like Pina Colada, yours smells like hamburgers."
"I knew it! Okay, my turn. I'll do dare."
"What's the dare? You look really concentrated."
"I like have to name someone that I think will come out later in life. Hmmmm... I think, like, Mattie will come out at some point. Don't you give me that look! We all know you're in the closet. And it's your turn again."
Continuing to give Feliks the dagger eyes, he answered, "Truth." And a few seconds later, Feliks was laughing hysterically.
"What's so funny, eh?" He is to damn adorable for his own good. I don't think he realizes it but, he could get almost anything if he used his powers the right way. And what am I thinking? I blame Feliks; his presences lowers my masculinity.
"Do own any like kinky outfits? And if so, like what are they?", He some how managed to say between giggles.
Birdie's face turned so red at that! The question also turned him into a stuttering mess, which means that, yes he does have at least one kinky outfit. Oh, this is turning funner every second! And don't say thats not a word; it is in my awesome dictionary.
"W-well, I-I... I do h-have a-a couple... Do I have to s-say what they are?"
"Yes! That's like part of the question! Now tell us what they are!"
"Fine... I h-have a cat one a-and a-a school girl...one..." Again we are all left staring at the poor blond. His face is even redder, now that he saw that I was still there. Thank god for that app, I'd've never known any of these things other wise, and that means I would never be able to tease him about it.
"I like, so totally knew it! You're not as innocent as you lead us to believe! HA! Oh and Al? Your up."
"I chose dare!" Okay hold on. Before anything else happens, let me explain to you a thing. The app on Matt's phone makes it so that after every round, the dirty-ness of the dares and truths goes up. And Al just so happens to have gotten one of the dirtier ones. This should be fun.
"Oh my god! Okay, like you and cutey over there play rock, paper, scissors. Who ever wins gets a free lap dance from the loser."
"E-EH? What?!"
"You heard him, Matt. Come on. Rock paper scissors! HA! I won! Sorry bro!"
"You little son of a bitch. I hate you. Get on the couch." I think this is going to be the most entertaining thing to happen yet! And guess who Mr. America sat next to? That's right, me. And upon discovering this, Matt's face became a dark red for the millionth time tonight.
"Ready Freddie?" With that Feliks turned on some music, Matt started dancing, and I would be un-awesomely lying if I said that it wasn't at least a little hot. Let's start with what he wore today; the usual. He wore a form-fitting black shirt, his hoodie which he took off earlier, and black-purple skinny jeans and hot damn did he look good. And now he's giving a friend a lap an awesome turn of events. Unless you're Birdie, but other than that...
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Matthew's POV
If that wasn't one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, then my name is Sue. And it's not. I think the worst part of it all is the fact that Gil was sitting there the whole time. Meaning he saw and heard everything. That's a pretty scary though to me. 'Cause not only did he see me give my best and oldest friend a fucking lap dance, he also knows that I have two kinky outfits. And knowing him I will never hear the end of either. Just my luck.
Al and Feliks went home about half an hour after the dance, with that being the last of truth or dare. Feliks, being the little bitch he is, recorded the whole thing and is threatening to put it on the internet. What wonderful friends I have! At least Al enjoyed himself. He was looking a lot happier after his dance and I know that he's had a thing for me for a while now. He isn't exactly subtle with these, well most things.
I wonder what Gil thinks of me now? It can't be anything good, I mean I did give my best friend a lap dance and he saw the whole thing. He was sitting right next to Al, surprised Al didn't notice how cool the air got. Then again, it was for a dare and there was no way, Hell Heaven or Earth, that he would've let me change dares. That's just not him. I don't even know where Gil went to be able to ask him. After the dance he sorta just got up and walked away. But God do I need to find him! I really want to make sure he doesn't think less of me or anything. I just need to calm down and chill out. I'm sure that he doesn't think any different of me. Maybe he was just bored of watching us play when he can't? Yeah, I'm sure that's it. But what if it's not just that? What if he wants noting to do with me? Okay Matt, calm down. I need to stop overreacting over everything. I should go to sleep. Yeah, that should help a bit.
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Author's POV
Matthew finally woke up a little after noon. After he showered and changed, we whent to make himself breakfast. Or lunch, whatever you wanna call it. Walking into the living room, he found Gilbert laying on the couch with his upper body only half on and his head hanging completely off. He was watching some weird show looking very concentrated. Matt went to sit down, moving Gil's legs to make some room. After sitting there for a good fifteen minutes, Gil had had enough of the awkward-ish silence.
"So when were you planning on telling me about your outfits?" He said with a smirk and glint in his eyes. He knew that the Canadian was probably never planning on it, he loved to watch him squirm and blush and stutter as he tried to find a way to answer.
"W-well, I r-really wasn't pl-planning on telling anyone..." By now he was well aware of the eyes on him and it made him blush even more. To be completely honest, it was one of the most adorable things Gil had ever seen. And he had had a fat yellow canary chick.
"Not even me? Not cool, bro." Gil said with a slight pout. Making Matt blush was to easy and way to fun. It was fun to watch the normally snarky, sarcastic blond turn to a red, stuttering mess. It made him fell empowered. He felt that way until said blond asked the question he dreaded most, "Yeah? Well when did you plan on telling me how you died?" That question was one of the hardest for him because it forced him to relive the memory. A memory he had be trying so long to forget, but he never could. It always came back somehow, whether it was from someone saying a certain name or just randomly flooding his mind, it would always come back.
Matt had thought he was being clever, flipping the tables on him. But oh how he was wrong. After he asked when he was going to tell him the story of his death, he froze up. Gil was just sitting there with a distant look on his face and everything Matt did to get his attention failed. Maybe I shouldn't have asked, he thought. He was really worried for his friend. He had never seen him like this before.
"Gil? Are you alright? Can you even hear me?... Listen if you're not ready you don't have to tell me. I-I was just trying to change the subject, I wasn't serious, it was a joke! Please say something? Anything at all, just please?" He was ready to do anything to get him to talk again. It had been around ten minutes since he froze and he hadn't even blinked. His eyes had a far-away look and something that kinda looked like fear hidden.
After another fifteen minutes of Matt panicking, Gil finally talked, "It was late at night two years ago..."
AN: So next chapter with be the tale of how Gil died. The song sung by Matt was Scream for my Ice Cream by Blood on the Dance Floor. I had my music on shuffle and that was the first song to start playing. That app they used is a really one that I downloaded just so I can write the Truth or Dare part because I suck at it. I hope you liked it, I wrote most of it on a caffeine high. Please review!