I suppose you would call this a filler chapter, so I will apologise if you were wanting more :/
Just wanted to get something posted before I go away on holiday for a week in a couple of days (SPAIN, I'm so excited!) *snort* That's what Romano said :D
…Sorry for the bad jokes, I'm just so happy because this is the first time I'm going abroad.
I don't own Hetalia. Reviews are sweet and yummy scrummy.
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Alfred rang the doorbell and waited. As much as it hurt him to do this he had no choice - it was best to limit Matthew's love life to one crazy bastard. The door opened to reveal a tall man with platinum blonde hair with an unhappy expression.
"What do you want?
Alfred gulped and forced a smile.
"Hey Ivan buddy!" He said. "Sup? You going to let me in or what?"
Ivan raised an eyebrow and leaned back on the doorframe.
"Why would I do that?"
"I-It's about Mattie dude."
He seemed to brighten up at that and his frown turned into a childlike smile. It gave Alfred the creeps. Maybe he should turn back…
"Matvey?"
"Yeah…"
Then da, come in friend."
Alfred stepped in and was immediately met with a gust of cold air. He was directed to a pristine living room which severely lacked decoration, with the only colour in the room coming from a vase of plastic sunflowers sitting on the coffee table. Ivan entered with two small glasses of clear liquid and placed on in front of each of them on the table.
Alfred picked it up with a puzzled expression and swirled it.
"Dude, this lemonade is flat."
"It is vodka Alfred."
" Hate to break it to ya but we're underage - you don't have any coffee do you?"
Ivan's nose crinkled and he downed his glass in one.
"I would not have anything so disgusting in my house."
He looked to Alfred's glass and took it.
"You're brother is much more fun than you."
Alfred laughed nervously.
"My brother doesn't drink."
"Hmm…"
Alfred twitched. Okay, maybe he should turn back and forget about this…
"So what about Matvey is so important that you have come to see me? Does he miss me?"
"Hell no dude."
The temperature dropped.
"I mean - I don't know!" Alfred said quickly. "That wasn't what I came over about."
Ivan motioned for him to continue. He hadn't seen Ivan in almost a year, and had forgotten why he'd hated the guy so much when he went out with Mattie. The guy made your skin crawl! He was a drunk who would often carry a pipe with him that he'd pull from nowhere!
Gilberts not that bad, well, not as bad as Ivan. Sure he'd a bit of a sexual deviant -
Wait. He was not COOL with sexual deviants interested in his brother! He only tolerated Francis's visits because that would be incest - and even Francis wasn't that gross.
"Mattie's going on a date with Gilbert this weekend and I need you to help me sabotage it."
The room was deathly silent.
Ivan seemed to freeze in his spot and Alfred cautiously waved a hand in front of his face.
"Dude. Dude. Dude you there?"
Ivan grabbed his wrist making Alfred give an undignified yelp. His eyes seemed to burn as he gripped his wrist harder.
"You are making a joke, da? You are not very funny."
"N-no I'm serious." Replied Alfred.
"He has been forced into this, da?"
"Who, Mattie?"
"Da."
"Well something must've went down; probably guilt tripped or whatever."
Alfred felt as if he was sitting on an active volcano. This was not one of his best ideas. He should have went to Arthur. Shit. Shit-shit-shit-
"Da I will help."
" Y-you s-sure?"
"I am sure." He smiled past him. " I will help destroy this 'Gilbert'."
"Whoa whoa-" Alfred put up his hands. "I meant like screw it up, you know? L-like follow them or something?"
"Da, we can do that. But I have more than that in mind."
Alfred swallowed the lump forming in his throat.
"Like what?"
Ivan chuckled and patted him hard on the head like a child.
"It will be a nice surprise for everyone!"
Fearing for his life Alfred excused himself saying he had football practice, and almost ran to his bike at the gate.
He really was an idiot, but it couldn't be helped. There was no way his brother was going on a date with I'm-so-awesome-German-man. No way. Even if he did have to bring in the big scary Russian ex. Alfred turned the corner on his bike and fell into a giant puddle of water face first. Alfred wiped the dirt from his face and groaned.
Karma was a real bitch sometimes.
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Matthew shivered and dropped his pencil. Katyusha and Ricardo turned from their homework to him and Katyusha put her hand over his with concern in her eyes.
"What is it Matvey?"
Matthew put his head in his hands and sighed.
"I just got this feeling," He whispered. "That my brothers done something really stupid."
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Telepathic brothers FTW! ^.^
Sorry this is a little short - I'll make up for it when I come back! Reviews would be lovely thank you very much ~.~
Ricardo is Cuba, I just found it on a popular names in Cuba list because I had no idea what to call him D: