"Hey Mattie, you're out of milk." America said as he opened the fridge. He was hanging out at Canada's house for the weekend.
"No I'm not." Canada said as he pulled out a red pitcher from the fridge.
"Bro, why is your milk in a jug?" America asked as he stared at the jug. "Wait, is that milk in a bag?" America asked in bewilderment as he examined it further.
"Um, yeah." Canada said giving his brother the "Nah duh" look.
"Why?" America asked looking confused.
"Because I bought it like this." Canada said, getting annoyed. "Really, it's nothing out of the ordinary here."
"That's so stupid." America snorted. "How the heck does it stay fresh after you open it?"
"You close the lid of the jug." Canada said rolling his eyes.
"So let me get this straight," America said slowly. "You mean to tell me that you buy a jug just to put bagged milk in?"
"Yes!" Canada said slamming the pitcher onto the kitchen counter in annoyance. "What is so hard to understand?"
"Why not just put milk in, I don't know, MILK JUGS?" America cried in exasperation. "LIKE I DO?"
"I WILL PACKAGE MY MILK HOWEVER I WANT." Canada shouted.
"BUT IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!" America shouted back.
"BAGGED MILK IS PERFECTLY FINE!" Canada shouted.
"NO IT'S NOT!" America shouted.
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"Shut up and feed me." Kumajirou said grumpily from his seat at the kitchen table. Sadly, the bear was not heard. "What does it matter as long as you can eat it?" Kumajirou grumbled as he watched the two brothers argue.
A/N: Really Canada? Bagged Milk? Yes, this is really something Canadians do. However, the surprising thing is Americans seem to take a major offense to the concept of bagged milk.