Note: I don't own Hetalia, just the story idea.
Alfred never thought he'd have a friend die, become a ghost, then stay by his side even though he could pass over. The blond just smiled at his Scottish friends as they sat next to each other. He was so focused on staring at him, and thought about possible questions he wanted to ask, that he didn't hear his phone talking to him. "Alfred! Est-ce que ça va? Alfred …? Qu'est-ce qui se passé?" Matthew was starting to worry about his brother not talking to him, but to someone he couldn't hear, and probably see. When he worries like this, he starts talking in French, which Alfred hates, but the shy boy can't help it; French is his country's language, so it's hard not to speak it.
Finally hearing his brother's voice coming from the phone, Alfred picked up the receiver, smiling. "Sorry 'bout that bro. I just had a slight scare, but I'm perfectly fine now." Matt didn't believe his ears as his brother said he "had a slight scare." He never said or admitted to being spooked, scared, or frightened, so this was a shocker.
"Bon … Vous avez eu une petite frayeur légère?" The Canadian thought about this some more, becoming speechless, and Alfred sighed.
"Dude you can stop speaking French now; there's no need to worry." The American chuckled as he heard his brother say a small "désolé" from the other end. "Yes, the hero admits to having a slight scare, but we have to once in a while, right? I mean, all heroes get scared when something, or someone, personal gets hurt, harmed, or taken from them." Matt slowly nodded as he understood what his brother was saying. "I know it's still a shocker for me, the hero, to say I was scared, but at least everyone knows this: I'm not a coward."
Matthew chuckled. "Oui, everyone knows that." He fell silent again, then remembered the long silence he heard when the phone was dropped; he had heard his brother speaking, but he didn't know if Alfred was talking with Daniel or to himself. "Alfred?" His brother hummed, laughing as Daniel tried to tickle him. The Canadian hears his American brother whisper "stop it" and grows interested yet worried for what's going on over there. "Who is it that's over at your place?"
Alfred swatted Daniel's hands away from his sides, and looked away from his friend. "I could've sworn I said Daniel was over." Matt sighed, and Alfred finally knew what was going on. "You don't believe me, do you?" The Canadian confirmed his question, making the American groan. "I'm not crazy, Mattie. He's really here. I can prove to you that he's here."
"All right, then," Alfred slapped his head. I'm stupid. How the hell can I prove that Danny's here with me? The Scotsman was listening in on the conversation and thought the same thing, but had an idea come to him after Matthew said this: "I'll believe you if you can tell me one thing that Daniel and I only know."
Alfred whined as he cursed his brother. Dan shook the American, gaining his attention, making Alfred see the hope in the other's eyes. "I have just what he needs to know." Alfred was confused but nodded. "Okay, tell him that what you're going to do is tap the phone; have him get a piece of paper and right down the amount of taps as dashes, almost like we're going to play hangman." He did as he was told, and Matt was ready to see what he'd write out. "All right, first, tap three times...two times…five times…three times…another set of three…then six. Period."
"Period." Alfred repeated. Matt was just as confused as his brother, having no idea what the hell Daniel had just done…if it is Daniel that had sent this, Matthew thought. The American gave a slight nod as his brother said "Okay…" and Daniel smiled. He told Alfred what to do next, creating more confusion for the man. "Okay, he said that he'll give you some of the words." Alfred listened then repeated what his friend said. "Blank is blank for blank taking. What the hell does that even mean?"
Alfred gained a shrug from the other man as the Canadian worked this puzzle over. He sat at his desk now, since he was getting uncomfortable sitting up in bed, and hummed. "Blank is blank for blank taking." Something that Daniel and I only know… He tried to think some things up, but they didn't fit. What is he trying to say? I know it can't be that sentence since he was only teasing me because I like his sister, so… Wait. He wrote down another sentence below the puzzle and blushed as he figured it out. "He's a sly nutcracker." He mumbled. The sentence that the Scot would say to Matt just to make the man blush back then was: Sarina Lee Jones is yours for the taking. Instead of spelling out his sister's entire name, he gave Alfred a slight break by tapping three times for the initials. "Damn it, even when he's dead he has to tease me."
The American caught the said sentence from his brother and pondered. "Does that mean you believe me?"
The Canadian sighed, smirking as he leaned back in his chair. "Tell the damn Scotsman he needs to keep his nose out of people's personal love life even if he does gain entertainment from screwing around." Daniel laughed as he heard his fellow Canadian on the other side.
"Tell him that I'm never going to stop; I'll keep on teasing him until the day he joins me on the other side." Matt groaned, but then laughed as Alfred had shared what the Scot-Canadian said.
"Can you guys, like, fill me in on this 'joke' and what's so funny?" Alfred, hating the idea of being a translator for his dead friend, wanted to stop feeling so clueless and confused, but Matt and Dan wouldn't share what they were keeping from him. "Damn it. You know that that puzzle's going to bother me for a long while, right?" The other two just chuckled. "You always leave me out when it's stuff between the two of you." The American pouted as his brother shook his head.
"We'll tell you some other time, if anything happens between myself and … a-a c-certain someone." Matt began to blush as he imagined the possibilities of Sarina actually getting together with him and…possibly… That wouldn't happen! It'd be a miracle, but still! I doubt she'd want to date a shy, quiet man who doesn't really do jack scrat… I may have a good job, great house, and all that, but… The Canadian kept going on about his little chances of dating Sarina, and Alfred shook his head.
"Hey, bro, I think I'll leave you to your fantasies and head back to bed. I'm dog tired from not being able to sleep." He chuckled at the many reasons that kept him up, and shook his head. Matt's flush had gone a deeper shade of red as he got what his brother meant and shouted his brother's name. "Love ya, too, bro. Talk to ya later." He chuckled again as he hung up the phone.
"Gee, aren't you nice." Daniel crossed his arms as he gave his friend a look. "Why do you have to tease him so badly?"
"Like you don't tease him enough already." They stared each other down, daring the other to make a retort, and soon ended up laughing. "Man, it's been a long time since we've fooled around, joked, or all those other things we used to do." Daniel nodded in agreement. "Ah, the good old, juvenile days." Alfred tried to keep a straight face, but broke after his Scottish friend started to chortle again.
After a few minutes of endless laughing, Daniel had heard something outside. "Hey, I'll be right back." He disappeared, leaving a shocked Alfred, and showed up outside of his friend's house. He was confused as to why there were so many people around the place, but then realized who they were. "Damn it." He cussed, floating above some of the vans he saw. "Why do the reporters have to be here?" He thought, cussing again. "Damn GPS."
He had gone back to Alfred when one of the news reporters had knocked on the door. The American was perplexed at how early someone was bothering him already, and opened the door as Daniel appeared next to him. All of a sudden, he was bombarded with questions about the recent death of his friend. He put on a weak smile as he saw the many faces around his house. Why know? I just want to sleep. He continued to whine inside of his head as the news women started up her interview.
Note: I did this chapter up in my computer class and had this silly idea come up in my mind: let's do a hangman thing! SBJ is yours for the taking. Like i said, it was silly, but it gave an interesting effect to the chapter ;)
I hope you enjoyed the update, honestly, i've been done with this chapter for so long and i thought that i updated long ago, but i then realized it was still in my yahoo mail drafts folder ^^; Well, at least its up now hehe...
Translations: Est-ce que ça va? - Are you okay?
Qu'est-ce qui se passé? - What the hell is happening?
Bon … Vous avez eu une petite frayeur légère? - Okay... You had a slight scare?
désolé - sorry (if you didn't know)
Oui - yes (of course)
Thanks for reading, loves! R&R.
