"Hey, Mimi. Hey, you awake dude?" Alfred was currently poking a sleeping Mimi. She had fallen asleep on the couch, which was unusual because she hated the itchy piece of furniture.

"No, I'm not." She mumbled and tried to wave Alfred away.

"Your talking says otherwise." Alfred pointed out.

Mimi growled at this and sat up. She glared at Alfred, though she was unable to really even tell where he was given that she didn't have her glasses on. "What do you want, Alfred?"

"Here." He handed her glasses over to her.

"What do you want?" She repeated after putting on her glasses.

"Your laptop."

"My laptop? Why? You have your own, go use it."

"No, it has to be yours!" He sounded so desperate. Or maybe it was the lack of sleep messing with Mimi's head. Who knows.

"Whatever, fine. Just don't break it or get it dirty."

Nodding, Alfred took the laptop that had been sitting on the coffee table and ran off.

"Not even a thank you." Mimi mumbled, face-planting into the couch and going back to sleep.

Back with Alfred, said American had ran into a certain Brit that we all know and love. Arthur was not happy with being ran into and was yelling at Alfred for not watching where he was going.

"Sorry, Artie." Alfred apologized, holding out a hand to help Arthur up.

Arthur glared at the offered hand but took it anyways. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

Alfred held up the laptop.

Arthur raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't tell me anything, idiot."

"Come with me!" With his free hand Alfred began dragging Arthur down the hall with him and into the nearest room he could find, much to Arthur's dislike.

Once in the room, Arthur pulled away from Alfred. "Alfred! What is the meaning of this?"

"Sorry, Artie." He said for the second time in less then a few minutes. "But I'm really bored."

"And what do you want me to do about that?" He watched as Alfred turned on the laptop and go into Mimi's email. "No. I've had enough of these silly questions." He turned to leave but was stopped by Alfred, who had grabbed hold of his wrist.

"Please, Artie! I'm sooo totally bored right now! There's nothing else to do!" He whined, giving Arthur his best kicked puppy look. "Pleease!"

Curse the puppy look! Curse it!

"Ugh, fine." Arthur groaned, pulling his wrist out of Alfred's grasp.

Alfred clapped his hand much like a child would. "Yeah!"

So needless to say, they turned on the laptop and went into the emails looking for questions to answer. The first set they chose was from IWannaBUrHero50.

"So, Arthur…I need to ask you that age old question… boxers or briefs?"

Arthur stuttered before answering. "W-well… Briefs during the day and boxers at night, actually."

Alfred snickered earning himself a slap on the back of the head from Arthur. "Dude, not cool!"

"Oh shut it and get on with the next question."

"Alfred… How do you feel about Justin Bieber?"

"Huh? You mean that Canadian girl?" (AN: Sorry, sorry! Don't kill me for using an overused joke.) Alfred hummed, then said, "I guess he's not too bad. A lot of people seem to like him, but I can't say he's one of my favorites."

With that said they began searching for more questions. They chose to answer one from an anon.

"Dear Alfred and Arthur,Did you ever check out the M rated fics about you guys? It feels like the Black Market in a way…"

"M rated fics? Like rated M for mature?" Alfred shook his head. "No, I haven't read any of those. How 'bout you dude?"

Arthur shook his head as well. "No, but I remember Mimi mentioning them once."

"Oh yeah! She was telling us about how I-"

"Alfred."

"And then you-"

"Alfred!"

"Then you and I-"

"ALFRED!"

"What?"

"Shut the bloody hell up." And before Alfred could say anything more, Arthur read the next question. Unfortunately for him though, the question didn't help the situation out at all.

"Also, how do you react to people thinking that Sealand is your 'lovechild'?"

"Sealand? Lovechild?" Arthur looked like he was either going to faint or crawl in a hole. "I-I hope they realize that that's not even physically possible."

"What about Britannia Angel?" Alfred asked, completely unfazed by the question.

"What about it?" Arthur asked, raising an eyebrow wondering how that was even relevant.

"Britannia can perform miracles, right? Wouldn't that be considered a miracle?"

"No, Alfred."

"What if one of us was female?"

"Alfred, honestly." Arthur said, crossing his arms. "Think about what you just asked and maybe you'll find your answer."

Alfred thought about it for a second, coming up with nothing he stared at Arthur, silently asking for an answer.

Arthur sighed. "If one of us was female, then yes, it would be physically possible." He then quickly added, "But it'd still never happen."

It's been a while since I answered any questions! D: I apologize, but I was a tad bit busy with school and stuff. So I answered a few questions just for you guys~ I might answer some more later or tomorrow. Maybe.

Ignore any mistakes please. And I'm sorry if any answers are a little OOC at times.

Thank you all for your questions and reviews. ^^