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Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Canadian Idiot, maple syrup or anything in this fanfic for that matter. Apart from the fanfic itself. (how self-contradicting...)
get ready for txt speak that will butcher your mind into a bloody mess from it's complexity soon!
Chapter 4: Know Your Enemy
Matthew
Alfred (as usual) forgot that he was meant to pick up Matthew from school and went home in the truck alone. This left Matthew waiting at the gates for an hour before he realised that Alfred was never going to come and pick him up.
Even his own family could forget him. What worth on this earth did he have then? Matthew was left trudging the two km walk home in the cold.
It took him another hour to get home. By that time, it was already dark. His father was sure to question why he was so late. But as soon as he got home, he was greeted by his father and Alfred having an argument, hugely not unusual for them. It seemed that the topic of disagreement this time was Alfred's social life. Matthew managed to sneak past the dining room unawares to the bickering duo.
Matthew dumped his stuff on his bed before flicking the computer on. He went on messenger, not something he did very often because every time he went online, he would be bombarded with messages of WHO R U? This got kind of sickening and depressing after a while.
[Maplesyrup1.6 is online]
gilbotheawesome(at)preussen(dot)net wants to add you.
Accept invitation?
Decline invitation?
Ask me later
Block User
No sooner than after Matthew had just clicked the accept button, a new chat window popped up.
Gilbert Beilschimdt-gilbotheawesome(at)preussen(dot)net
Iamprussianmade! says:
HEY BIRDIE! :D
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Hi.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Sup?
Matthew cringed internally at Gilbert's informality. Even though this was a chat, Matthew still felt that text speak was incredibly stupid and hard to understand. It was not like either of them were rushing or something.
[Maplesyrup1.6 is typing…]
Maplesyrup1.6 says
Didn't you just see me two hours ago.
Iamprussianmade! says:
yea, but…
Iamprussianmade! says:
but…my awesomeness requests it!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Just got back from walking through the snow. D:
Iamprussianmade! says:
WHAT? Wht happened.
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Alfred forgot to pick me up like the usual forgetful derp he is.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Haha. XD aww poor u.
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Yeah… you?
Iamprussianmade! says:
West is making me wurst now!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
?
Iamprussianmade! says:
wurst! ya noe the awesome sausage that's almost as awesome as me. ;D
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Pfft. Of course I know. Who's West?
Iamprussianmade! says:
Oh west? he's mein baby bruder!
What the hell? He has a baby brother whom he calls West? Matthew thought.
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
…
Iamprussianmade! says:
He's my brother! in teh same grade as us!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
…
Iamprussianmade! says:
oops. i meant the grade before us. :D and stop dotting!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
…
Iamprussianmade! says:
the awesome me demands it! stop dotting this instance!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
…
Iamprussianmade! says:
TUYIGNDFJVKFNBC.
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
:)
Iamprussianmade! says:
…
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Look who's talking.
Iamprussianmade! says:
):
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
So…
Iamprussianmade! says:
Heehee. Juz found this song called Canadian Idiot. Parody of Ame Idt. XD
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Half the stuff in that song isn't even true about us. Plus it's by an American, which doesn't count.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Oh yeah? wht about the hockey obsession you all hv over thr.
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
t-that. That's not counted! Everyone knows we like hockey eh?
Iamprussianmade! says:
Mwahahahaha. u stutter even online. :D and the maple syrup…
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
What? Don't look at me.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Even your chat name says so!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Eh…. -_-ll
Iamprussianmade! says:
And only Canadians say eh. :D
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Vous taire.
Iamprussianmade! says:
ouch. going all Frenchy on me. Mal sehen, wer ist besser. :D
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Whtever.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Ha! so u admit defeat! Kesesesese~!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
No I didn't!
Iamprussianmade! says:
Kesesesese~ of cos u did! no one can resist the awesome me!
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
Meh. Whatever.
Iamprussianmade! says:
Lalalalalala. So you like hockey, maple syrup, drawing and what else?
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
… why do you have to know. Then you?
Iamprussianmade! says:
erm… I'm not that interesting really…
Maplesyrup1.6 says:
…
[Iamprussianmade! is typing…]
Iamprussianmade! says:
erh, West just finished cooking. must get wurst!
Iamprussianmade! says:
gtg. ttyl. remember tht I'm awesome! kthxbai. eheh.
Maplesyrup1.6 says: (5:32 pm)
Okay… bye!
Iamprussianmade! is offline
Last message received at 5:31 pm
Gilbert
He ran his hands through his silver locks, visibly shaken. He wasn't exactly lying when he said Western was done with the food, but that wasn't really what he had exited the conversation for.
All these years, he had been keeping himself isolated, never letting anyone in except for his two best friends Francis and Antonio. Even they two didn't completely know what he had been through, just little smatterings here and there they had not been able to avoid in past conversations.
During unavoidable times, he always put on a visage. One of general playfulness, narcissism and someone with an I-don't-give-a-shit-about-what-you-think of me attitude. It wasn't always fake. How many times had he longed that all that was past would never crop up again or better yet have not ever happened at all? How he longed that he wouldn't wake up screaming from those nightmares, with no one he could confide to.
When he was adopted by Mr Beilschimdt and was transferred to his school, he thought that he could start anew, stay away from all the others he knew he would eventually hurt. But it all fucked up in less than an hour.
The moment he set his eyes on those violet ones, he knew that Matthew was different from the rest. Different from this high school world whose only motivation to live was to be popular. He knew he was being harsh, simply just dumping everyone in one stereotype. He had actually meant some nice people today.
But would they understand him? Would they still see him in the same light? That was the point; no one could understand him better than he himself could. He wasn't trying to be all depressed and stuff but it was the truth. How did they deal with kids like him? They shunned him. Occasionally you would have a caring one. Someone that really saw you for who you were.
And Matthew. He had nearly penetrated his mask. His one rule was to never reveal anything too much about you. Know your enemy, but don't let your enemy know you. That way you could always leave quickly without a trace. It wasn't easy surviving with all those tough kids. After awhile you learnt how they did things as well.
He breathed in deeply. It's going to be okay. He thought trying to reassure himself. Mattie's just going to be one of those people that'll probably find you really weird and stuff after a while and get sick of your constant narcissism.
"Osten! Your wurst is ready!" Ludwig called from the bottom of the stairs.
Even his brother, he didn't tell him much.
"Coming! " he called back, putting today's events at the back of his mind for now.
AN: Yay! Gilbert finally thinks something from his point of view!
Translations:
vous taire (French)- will you shut up
Mal sehen, wer ist besser (German)- we'll see who is better
Osten (German)- west
Again I ran the French and German through a translator so correct me if they're wrong.
Edit- thanks to Luna-Discord for correcting my German!
Go check out Canadian Idiot by Weird Al Yankovic it has all the stereotypical Canadian facts you'll ever need to know.
I totally had such a great time (not) writing the MSN convo. :3
Spellcheck totally hates me now. XD
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