'Ello! Sorry for the 'graphic' yaoi in the last chapter btw, that was France. Naughty Francis; up to his old tricks again.
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By the waaay, I'm not too good at French, so if there's any mistakes please PM me and I'll change it!


Four Hours


Chapter Seven


"Ah, Canada, mon amour!" France sounded more than a little happy to hear 'Canada' on the other end of the phone and laughed his infamous laugh. "Ahohoh! Comment allez-vous? I didn't see you at the World Meeting today!"

"Oh... I-" He panicked and looked at Arthur, not knowing what 'Comment allez-vous' was.

"How are you?" Arthur whispered.

"I'm okay... You probably didn't see me..." Alfred replied quietly, trying to keep up his impression.
Arthur was sat there sniggering, trying not to wet himself. My God, this was hilarious.

"Non, how could I ever miss you, mon Cher?" was France's reply, sounding rather sexy as he emphasized the last phrase. "So? Where were you, mon petit lapin?"

"I... I-er..."

America was stuck. His mind suddenly went blank and he couldn't remember what his brother acted like. Nor could he remember what he was doing today...

"Well? Est-ce que vous parlez Anglais?" Francis laughed.

Shit. What was Matty doing today?! Why wasn't he at the meeting? Was he too busy making maple syrup?

"Maple..." was the only thing that came out of America's mouth. He'd really gone and fucked this up.

"Maple? Matthew, are you alright?"

"I-um.."

America stared at England, his mouth open. He wasn't expecting this! He'd just gone and done this on a whim, expecting to improvise. Now, he was totally buggered. Then, all of a sudden, it came to him. "Francis?"

"Oui?"

"I... I want you to cover me all over in maple syrup-"

"Ha ha ha!" laughed Arthur, loudly. He couldn't hold it in - it just came out. He quickly covered his mouth and chuckled into his hand.

"I want you to cover me in maple... and lick it off." whispered Alfred, he had his eyes closed and his teeth gritted, grimacing at the fact this wasn't anything his younger brother would ever do.

"Ahohohoh, oui?"

"Oui."

"Oh, well, when can I take you up on that, Matthew?"

The fact that the Frenchman had actually believed America was one thing, but the fact Alfred'd just made that up on the spot amazed Arthur. He could never do anything like that, even if he wanted to. He focused his attention back to Alfred, who had a worried look on his face.

"Uh.. When... When you screw me like you did Alfred... In your story." whispered the American.

Arthur was dumbfounded. "Ah. So that's his game... The bloody idiot." he muttered, shaking his head.

"Excusez-moi? Je ne comprends pas... I don't understand..." replied Francis, stuttering. Alfred knew he'd gone too far as soon as he'd said it. What had he done?

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Panicking, Alfred just giggled like Canada down the phone. His 'hilarious' plan had failed and he'd dropped Matthew in it. Man, was he going to get a surprise when he was next noticed. "I read your story..." he whispered. "I liked it."

Francis was panicking too. He wasn't expecting Canada of all people to be ringing him, he wasn't even at the World Meeting; plus, he mentioned his story. Now he was getting suspicious. "Oh, oui? Where did you find this story?"

"Uhh... England showed me." Alfred said quickly. Arthur just glared, mouthing vulgar and obscene words at the American.
"He liked it too." Added America.

"Ah, le baiser. So you and England liked it, eh?"

"Oh, yeah. Totally." giggled Alfred, watching Arthur as he said those cursed words.

"Mmm... We have to get you both involved in a little thing, eh? Ahohohoh... Like they say, 'it's not gay if it's in a three-way'."


Ahahaha. This chapter is dedicated to my best friend, Raven. YO, SUP PLAYAAAAAA?
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