a/n So I just realized there is a weird transition from ch 8 to 9. Also using human names now.

"Alfred!"

"I hear you, Mattie!" America woke up, scared that the incident would happen again. Alfred sees Matthew in his clothing.

"Weren't you just wearing..?"Alfred looked at him confused.

"No I wasn't." Matthew quickly denied. "You were just dreaming. You hit your head after you tripped over Kumamiso."

"Okay?" Alfred got up from his place from the ground. "How long was I out?"

"A few minutes. I advise you not to look in the mirror." He looked away from his brother.

"What do you-" Alfred looks in a mirror and sees scratch marks and doodles on his face. "GAH!"

Matthew tried not to laugh.

"Mattie? Is this payback? Are we even now?" Alfred looks at him desperately.

"I didn't do that. He did." Matthew pointed at Kumajirou. "He does it to Gil all the time."

Kumajirou looks at Alfred and smirks. Alfred glares at him. "Stupid bear." He grumbles.

"Also Alfred, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause such a huge scene."

"It's okay, I deserve it. I'm sorry for everything." Alfred said. "Friends?"

Matthew smiled at him. "Brothers." He hugs him. "Now let's get you cleaned up."

Matthew leads him to the bathroom and Alfred goes in. Matthew smells something really bad and refuses to go in, so he stays outside.

"Alfred? When was the last time you cleaned?"

"Cleaned? Dunno. Usually it just magically cleans by itself so I saw no need to."

Matthew facepalms. "That was me who was cleaning. Alfred you need to take care of yourself."

"I am. I eat WcDonalds. They're extremely healthy."

"Fruit?"

"Apple Struders."

"Vegetables?"

"French fries."

"Potatoes do not count."

"Does the lettuce and tomato in the hamburger count?"

"Alfred, after we clean your house. We are going to my house and I'll make you a healthy meal."

"But Mattie, I see no need. I'm perfectly healthy." Alfred gets out of the bathroom.

"Oh yeah?" Matthew raises his brow. "Go back inside and stand on the scale then tell me that."

Alfred blows a rasberry but he goes back inside. Pure silence occured. He comes back out depressed.

"What'd I tell you?" Matthew said smugly.

"But!" Alfred has tears in his eyes and drops to the floor."WcDonald's is healthy!" He gets up and looks at his brother determined. "Then explain all the skinny people eating it in the commercials!"

"Commercials are fake. They do not necessarily depict the actual people eating the food." Matthew replied. "Now show me your cleaning supplies!"

"Cleaning... supplies?" Alfred cocks his head to the side, confused.

Matthew facepalms himself. "The stuff that smells like the hospital that Arthur says not to put in your mouth."

"Oh! It's in the kitchen under the sink!" Alfred exclaimed and led Matthew there.

There was piles of dirty dishes, a horrible smell coming from the fridge and trash can and some mysterious green thing growing from the ceilings.

Matthew's face darkened. "You idiot! At least keep your kitchen clean! Hire a team of maids!"

"But it is clean!"

"Can't you smell the stench in here?"

"What smell?"

Matthew stared at him, weirded out.

"What? It smells like it usually does."

Matthew held his breath and went in and quickly got some of the things out and came back. "You! Get the rest." He pants.

Alfred shrugs waltzs into the kitchen carefree and brings the rest of the supplies out while eating something.

"What are you eating?" Matthew asks skeptically.

"A sandwich."

"Did you by any chance but spinach in it?" Matthew eyes the dark green part of the sandwich.

"No, it's a sandwich, why would I do that?"

Matthew smacks the sandwich out of his hands.

"Hey!"

"That's mold! Can't you tell!"

"Mold!...What's mold?" Alfred asked him.

"Alfred, your stupidity can only go so far."

"Well maybe I'm trying to be cute."

Matthew has a strong urge to strangle the idiot. Matthew instead shoves Alfred into the kitchen and orders him to clean.

"But Mattie!" He whines, annoyingly.

"Spray the blue one for glass, the foam for tile. Then wipe." He instructed. "Do it. Or I'll never visit you again!"

"Yes, sir!" Alfred yelled out and started 'cleaning' sort of.

An hour later, Matthew sorted through lots of the piles to trash, need to cleaned, burn.

Matthew wiped some sweat off his brow. "Now to see how Alfred is doing."

He walks over to the kitchen and...

"What are you doing?" The angry Canadian asks him.

"Uh?" Alfred looked at him, scared. He was in the middle of eating a pile of burgers. He swallowed. "Cleaning?"

"You have one minute to explain yourself."

"Well, I was doing what you were saying, spraying the spray-thingy, and well I got hungry so well uh."

"Did you at least finish spraying and then scrubbing?"

"Uh?" Alfred quickly stuffed another hamburger in his mouth and looked away. He then felt a smack on the back of his head and then his shirt being pulled so he was facing his demonic looking brother.

"If you don't start cleaning, I'm burning your house down again." Matthew threatened, glaring at Mattew in pure hatred.

Alfred whimpered. He hasn't seen this side of him for a long time.

"Do you understand?"

Alfred nodded slowly.

"Good. Get to it." Matthew let go of him and started walking out of the kitchen but stopped just one moment. "If you don't finish, when I come back. I'm stuffing those burgers up your ass."

Alfred's eyes widened as far as they could go. He then stared at his precious burgers and decided to abandon them to clean.

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