Idon't: Hey everybody, guess what's starting today… the Olympics! I'm not going to watch it though, maybe.
Missouri: It has come to my attention that I am number one in Meth.
Idon't: It just came to your attention? My county in number (not saying in case you can track me down.), for god's sake!
Missouri: Shut it!
I don't own Hetalia or really anything else yet.
Missouri: You own me, Nyo! Iceland.
Idon't: No, I just thought of you guys.
Matthews' P.O.V
"So," Alfred started, "do you like him?"
"Um, I don't know, he's nice."
"He likes you."
"What makes you say that?"
"I know all." He said, laughing.
"Shut up!" I started to slap him.
"No!" I exclaimed when he started to veer over to the forest.
"Do you like him?"
"Yes! Yes! Just stop turning!"
"Humph," He said turning back onto the road, "that's what I thought."
"What if he's straight, not gay or bi?"
"Well then, didn't Ivan ask you?" he asked with an irritated voice, "If you ask out Gilbert, and he says no, then date the Commie, I guess."
"But, Russia doesn't do Communism anymore-"I said.
"Dang Commie," he started, "never mine, you can't date him."
Pulling up to the house, I ran inside, flopping down onto my bed, ready to fall asleep.
Idon't: There we go, chapter 8! It was another short one, but starting next chapter, many will be longer. Also, the next chapters aren't Beta'd.
Missouri: Let's go, Team Daddy!
