hi..... I'm SO sorry I've haven't updated in sooo long! Please forgive me

And thank you for all the comment, favs, and alerts you guys gave.

And for the person who reviewed as kat thank you for the French grammar, knowing Francis he probably want something like that to happen. lol ^_^

So here's a new chapter :)

I don't own Hetalia... it would suck if I did

HAPPY EASTER!!! ... even if I am a little late

Chapter 2

The room was dark, but the light that snuck through the cracked door was enough for a little boy to look around the room.

"Father?" The room was trashed. 'This isn't right.' The child thought. 'Nothing is in it's place.' The blond boy looked around the room. Everything was knocked off his father's desk, drawers yanked out of its place, papers and family pictures scattered around the floor, and the computer screen smashed near the wall. 'What happened here?'

"Father?" The young boy entered the room, blue eyes searched corners, looking for any clues as to what has caused this mess. A crash was heard from a distance, making the boy jump, turning around he saw the room disappearing into darkness. "Father!" The eight year old cried. Fear took over as the piece of the room disappeared. "Father where are you!" Fear of being alone crawled up his mind. "Brother!" Trying to escape he did the only thing a child could think of, he shut his eyes close. "Please help bother." he whispered.

"Ludwig" someone's calling me?

"Ludwig wake up." Ludwig didn't want to open his eyes, knowing that if he did, horrifying images would meet his eyes. Images that Ludwig has been trying so hard to forget.

"Wake up." No, go away.

"Wake up." Go away.

"WEST!"

Ludwig eyes shot open as he was forced out of his dream. He could feel his breathing was a little shaky and the sweat making its way down his forehead.

"Hey West?" Ludwig turned around to meet the owner of the voice. He saw that it was his older brother. He had messy silver hair and deep red eyes. "Did you have another nightmare?"

"It's okay I-"

"Did you have another nightmare?" Ludwig looked at his brother with a shocked expression. "West?"

"Yes… I did but don't-"

"West! You are such a pansy!"

"Worry…" The blond man let out a sigh, he should have known better. Gilbert would just laugh in his face.

"Finally!" Came his brother's loud voice. "I've been waiting for you to wake up"

Ludwig would feel a headache coming, and that ringing sound wasn't helping at all.

"Earth to Ludwig!" Not to mention Gilbert's voice was just adding more. Where the hell was that ringing coming from? Taking deep breaths to clear his mind, Ludwig tried to relax his body, only if that ringing would stop!

"You might be able to think better if you turn off that damn alarm"

Ludwig finally realized that his alarm was the source of the noise. He grumbled as he turn off his alarm. "What do you want Gilbert?"

"The awesome me came to tell you something." The red eyed boy grinned as he leaned over, making sure his lips were hovering near his younger brother's ear. "You're late."

Blue eyes widen as he looked at the time. "Shit!" He cursed jumping out of bed. "What the hell Gilbert!" Ludwig yelled as he struggled to put on some pants. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I'm not your butler West, I'm too awesome for that." Gilbert's grin grew as he watched his brother wrestle with his shirt. "I only came in, because that alarm of yours was driving me insane."

The blond dashed out of his room making his way towards the bathroom, Gilbert following him calmly, his grin never losing its place.

"I need to tell you something West."

Ignoring his older brother, the blond continued to bush his teeth. He didn't have time for his brother's nonsense.

"Yo West."

"Not now Gilbert." Ludwig said combing his hair back.

"Yeah but West." Gilbert's words were heard by deaf ears as his brother rushed past him. "West."

"Goodbye brother." Ludwig said running out of the house.

"But West!" Called out Gilbert.

"Not Now Gilbert!" Yelled Ludwig as he ran down the street.

'This will teach you to not ignore the awesome me.' Thought Gilbert.

"But West it's Saturday!"

Ludwig stopped dead in his tracks. He listened to his brother's laughter as it filled the empty streets, and before the blond knew it, he was standing at his front door.

"Gilbert!" Slamming the door open Ludwig looked around only to find the house empty. "Brother!" He knew it was useless to call out, the silveret would be far away by now. Entering the kitchen he found a note on the counter.

Gone to work - Awesome

Ludwig ran his hand through his hair, letting out a groan. As he started to prepare his breakfast. He allowed his thoughts to run through his mind, as he was finally left in peace. Gilbert could be such a handful. Gilbert. What could he be doing this early (for someone like Gilbert)? He couldn't have gone to work, today his day off.

-~~-~~-~~-

In a different household a family was having a... interesting breakfast.

"Great work as always lad." Arthur said with a smile. Matthew just blushed and gave a small nod. Turning around he saw his Papa giving him his own smile and nod of agreement.

"I'm glad I was able to give you more time Mathieu." The French man said with a smirk. Arthur only allowed Francis' smirk to grow as he turned a deep shade of red.

"You really didn't have to Papa." Matthew whispered, feeling a blush of his own making its way across his face.

"Yeah you really didn't have to," Alfred frowned "if you old geezers have forgotten here's a reminder; your room is right on top of the kitchen. We were able to hear the whole thing!"

"Alfred!" Matthew yelled, which was normal volume for everybody else.

"What? It's true; we were able to hear them banging up there!"

"Alfred, please." A bit flushed by now Matthew turned to his father, who was now even redder then before, the blond couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger. Poor Arthur, it was probably from both.

"Fine-fine" finished Alfred. The whole room was then place with an awkward silence, which was sadly broken by Alfred's wrong choice of words. "We were even able to hear Iggy's moaning."

"That is it!" Arthur stood up from his seat and stormed upstairs.

Everyone stared blankly at each other, not knowing what the Englishman was up to. They listened closely as they heard movement and cursing from the room above.

"You can hear everything." Francis said in awe.

Alfred just grumbled something that sounded like 'I told you so.'

"Yes, we'll remember that next time," Francis said resting his chin on his hand.

"Thank-you"

"Next time we'll just do it in your room."

Before Alfred had a chance to shout out, he found himself on the floor. "What the hell?"

"Go open the Café." Arthur said sitting back down, and continued drinking his tea. Both Francis and Matthew stayed quiet, as they saw Arthur sip his tea, as if nothing had happened.

"What?" Alfred asked as he tried to pick himself up.

"Go open the café." Arthur repeated.

"But it's Saturday! We don't open till noon!" The blond teen responded.

"It never hurts to start early every once in a while."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I'm not the one who ate everything in one bite." Arthur said with a glare.

"B-but-"

"No buts" Arthur said putting his tea cup down gently. "Think of this as your punishment. Hopefully this will teach you to think before you speak."

"But," Alfred's face dropped a bit, his blue eyes widen and tears were forming, making them into cute watery eyes, with a small pout added. "I'm still hungry."

"I don't really care."

Francis gave a small chuckle, making all heads turn to him. Upon seeing the attention turn to him the Frenchman smiled and turned to his son. "Mathieu showed you how to do that didn't he?" Alfred just stared at him, not trusting his mouth to speak. "Well I believe that Mathieu can do it much cuter." Francis said another chuckle to escape his lips.

"That's enough you frog." Arthur snapped giving his husband a glare and turning back to his son. "And you," Alfred flinched at his dad's sharp voice. "You better get going."

"Please Iggy, I'll be good." The American teen begged.

"No, now get going."

"But-"

"I'll go." A soft voice said. Both men turned at the unexpected response from the shy boy, who has been forgotten until now. Matthew gave a small smile not minding that both blonds were giving him strange looks.

The sandy blond gave a small sigh before responding to the older blond. "Matthew, that's really thoughtful of you but-"

"Thanks Mattie!" Alfred yelled to his twin. He was about to run out of the room just in case his brother decided to change his mind.

"Hold it."

Alfred flinched as his father's voice filled the room.

"I don't believe this is quite fair." The Frenchman said wiping the small crumbs around his lips.

"Course it is dad." Alfred said scratching the back of his head with a grin on his face. "Mattie opens the Café, making Iggy happy, and I… I'll ahhh."

"Wash the dishes." Francis finished for his son.

"That's a splendid idea!" The Englishman cheered. "While he's at it he can clean up the kitchen!"

"What? But that's Mattie's job!"

"Oh you don't have a problem with that, do you?" Arthur said with a smile. "After all; Matthew is going to open up the Café for you."

"Yeah, but I didn't know-"

"Good! You're such a nice brother." Arthur said with smile, he turned to Matthew, his never leaving his face. "Now you better get going lad, and don't worry, you can take your time."

Matthew thanked both his dad and brother as he got up from the table.

"Mattie, wait! You don't have to go; you might not be able to handle all those customers by yourself." Alfred said trying to stop his brother from leaving (and leaving Alfred with the 'hard' work).

"It's not a problem for Mathieu cher, there might not even be any customers this early in the morning." By this time Matthew had finished gathering his things and was now walking out the back door.

"Okay everybody I'm leaving, bye."

"Mattie, wait!"

"Well, breakfast was great, now if you excuse me, I must prepare for work." Francis said excusing himself from the table, and gave Arthur a peck on his cheek before heading upstairs.

Arthur cleared his throat, trying to hide the blush across his face. "Yes, well I should get ready too." The sandy blond was about to leave when a certain cow licked adopted son of him grabbed his hand, seizing him from going on his merry way.

"Please help me Iggy." Alfred pleaded. "I'll be good for the rest of the day."

Arthur turned to say no to his son, but stopped when he accidentally looked into Alfred's eyes, which were once again big and watery, with his lips trembling, begging him to help him. Damn whoever thought Alfred how to pull that off. The Englishman let out a groan as he gave in on that look.

"I'll only dry." He said sharply.

"Thanks Iggy, you're the best." The teen smiled brightly as he had just won the battle.

"Well knowing you, you would probably break something."

"Hey you're still not mad 'bout that party right."

"We're still not done paying them back you git."

Alfred just smiled as they gathered all the dirty dishes and headed off to the kitchen.

AN- we all know that he's going to fall any sec now lol

I'm just gonna give Alfred a break... for now

Anyway hope you like it please review, comments make me happy^_^