Disclaimer: I don't own APH.

AN: This is a oneshot for luvjOi. Sorry about disappearing for a few days! I went to Boston (and now have a bunch of ideas for angsty Revolution and ArthurxAlfred stuff!). I'm back now and writing!

"Wow! Look at how popular it is!"

"I didn't think people would like it this much."

Their voices sounded as if they were shouting. America was normally shouting, but even Canada sounded loud today. England slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on the floor in America's living room. Alfred and Matt had their heads bent over a laptop.

Arthur sat up and shivered. It was cold. He glanced down and saw he was wearing—

"ALFRED F. JONES!"

Alfred and Matt jumped and turned around. They looked surprised to see him, as if they had been getting into mischief, like when they were young. There was that one time that the two of them had stolen some priceless heirloom that King Henry the Sixth had given him and thrown it into the Saint Lawrence. Arthur had yelled at them for an hour straight before Frances dragged him away and got him sufficiently drunk.

Two things struck Arthur at the same time. One, Alfred and Matt had the same guilty looks on their faces. And two, he vaguely remembered getting really that night with Frances and had woken up the next morning very sore. However, he couldn't imagine how the second point had anything to do with the situation at hand, so he decided to focus on the two blonde boys in front of him.

"Yes?" Alfred said, trying to sound cocky.

"Why the bloody hell am I dressed like a pirate?"

Matt stifled a laugh, making it sound like a cough. Alfred elbowed Matt. "I…You dressed yourself like that."

"ALFRED!"

Alfred shrugged. "I don't know why you do half the things you do."

Arthur turned to Matt. "Matt."

Matt glanced at the ground, walls, ceiling, anywhere but at Arthur. "Um…I don't know."

"Matthew Williams."

Matt hugged his bear very tightly. "It was all Alfred's idea!"

"Hey!"

"What was all Alfred's idea?"

Matt silently handed over the computer. Arthur grabbed it before Alfred could tackle the computer.

It was open to a YouTube page. The video was entitled "Pirate Arthur." The description merely said, "Just watch."

Tentatively, Arthur pressed the play button. In seven minutes and nine seconds, he would wish he was dead.

The first minute was just shots of Arthur drinking something out of a tea cup. Thanks to narration by Alfred, it was insinuated what exactly Arthur was drinking.

"Well, I never really did like tea and it's not because of the taste. You can get rid of that by adding a lot of sugar, isn't that right Matt?"

"Yes!"

"What do you think, Arthur? Just add a bunch of sugar to tea and you can't tell it's tea?"

"Go to hell."

"He's not drunk enough yet. Anyways, I actually sort of like the taste of tea. Just not English tea. Kiku and Yao always have the best tasting tea. English tea isn't really dried leaves and stuff. There's some stronger stuff in it."

"And some people wonder why we're so messed up," Matt added, still off screen with Alfred.

Apparently, Arthur had gotten very drunk and was acting crazy.

"You never appreciated me, Alfred! I did soooooo much for ya!"

"He usually insults me about my grammar."

Arthur disappeared and then reappeared wearing a completely pirate's outfit. Black, knee high boots. Tight black breeches. White, puffy sleeved shirt showing most of his chest. This was not like the PG-13 versions of pirate's clothes in Pirates of the Caribbean. Arthur was wearing pirate's clothes that were, how to put this delicately, easy to get in and out of. He also had a gold hoop in his ear.

"A-Arthur—" Alfred started to say on the video, but was laughing too hard.

"Dad, what are you wearing?" Matt asked, trying not to laugh.

"I'm a pirate! How do you expect me to dress?"

"Um…maybe more covered up…"

"I'm not reeling in fish today!"

And it went on. And on. And on.

By the end, all of Arthur was beet red. Alfred had laughed the whole time. Matt had started laughing.

"You two…are going to take this off of the damn internet…"

"Sure, Arthur, but it won't help."

"Why not?!"

Alfred went to the main page. "Pirate Arthur" was the most popular video on the site.

"I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!"

"Matt?" Alfred asked as they ran out of the house.

"Yes?"

"Do you still have the camera?"

"I'm filming right now."

"I thought we should do a sequel."

AN: I sort of based Alfred and Matt on Fred and George for this...I'm going into Harry Potter withdrawal. I mean, HP BOOK withdrawal. I haven't seen the movie yet and don't know if I want to or not. Anyways, I'd really like to see that YouTube video!