WHOOOOOOA. I have over 20 reviews now! *dances around happily* Who's got the wine? Anyone? *Francis pops up with some lovely red wine* Excellent!

But seriously, you guys are awesome. I'm so glad I got so many reviews~ maybe if I hit fifty I'll post two in a day or something…but that probably won't happen for a looooong time. Heh heh heh…I don't even know if I can write that fast. But if you beg…I suppose I'll have to do it…

Title: Playground Blues

Pairing: USUK, but they're chibis again~

Rating: K+

Genre(s): Friendship, and a teensy bit of Angst and Hurt/Comfort, and sweet lil' chibi Romance too, of course~

Dedication: *sucks in deep breath* Here goes. ChickenHax, MataHari-Chan, SnowGirl999, StardustRudie, Little Patch of Heaven, TheNinjaWangsta, Lovely Hikari, Miyako Suou, tintenstern, and MirrorTearz16! THERE WERE TEN OF YOU AND I WAS SO EXCITED. 'Cause ten is…ten is ridiculously amazing, guys. I love you all so much. And also, thanks to everyone who fav'd and alerted, of course!

Inspiration: The request from ChickenHax, asking for some chibis and Alfred giving Artie a little chu~ here it is, ChickenHax!

Warnings: Little boys falling off of playground equipment. DDDDDDD: And hatred, as well as mutilated drawings of a certain green bunny….

Summary: Alice Kirkland has decided to meet up with her old college friend, Amelia Jones. Will friendship blossom between their sons Arthur and Alfred?

Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia, don't you think I'd be forcing Himaruya-sensei to draw this stuff instead of write it myself? Well, not force…more like give very subtle suggestions in forms that may or may not be illegal in any country…

BEGIN!

"Now, Arthur, you're going to behave while we're at the park, right?" asked Alice as she fastened her five-year-old's coat tightly to make sure he would stay warm.

Arthur nodded fiercely. Of course he'd be good! If he did, he'd get ice cream.

His mommy told him they were going to the park so she could meet up with an old friend of hers named Amelia, who she had known since college. They were going to catch up, and Amelia was going to tell her all about how she had met a nice Canadian man named Zackary. Unfortunately, they had recently divorced, and he had taken custody of Amelia's younger son, Matthew, while Amelia kept the elder, Alfred.

Arthur was going to be playing with Alfred, and Alice just hoped they'd get along…

After wrapping up the baby, Peter, Alice took the two boys to the car. It was early spring, so her husband and elder sons were out camping, but it was still cold out and Alice wanted to make sure her babies were warm.

Arthur glared down at the bright yellow mittens she'd made him wear. He would have preferred green…

When the trio arrived at the park, they were immediately greeted by a cheerful woman with a short brown bob and clear eyes like a mountain lake. There was also a little boy with her who was Arthur's age, and he looked exactly like the woman, except he had a weird little cowlick just above his forehead.

"I'm Alfred!" he exclaimed, sticking out a chubby little hand for Arthur to shake, which he did, winding slightly at its stickiness.

"…I'm Arthur."

"Cool! I'll call you Artie! Let's go play on the swings!" He grabbed Arthur's wrist and tugged him over to the swing sets, ignoring the other boy's protests. He hopped up on the highest swing and started to pump his legs. When he saw his new friend still standing awkwardly on the ground, he shouted, "Get on a swing! You can fly just lick a superhero!" He pumped his legs harder and slowly rose higher.

Arthur didn't want to fly like a superhero. Why would he when he was perfectly safe on the ground? He ignored Alfred's cries about flying and when he sat down on a swing, he stayed still, frowning. He didn't dare to up high in the air. What if he fell?

"Come on, Arthur, it's fun!" said the little green bunny that sometimes appeared as it whizzed around his head. Various other creatures appeared, including a unicorn, who poked him in the back with her horn.

"Ow!" he exclaimed. "That hurt!" He shot a teary glare at the unicorn, who smiled sheepishly as she backed away with a quiet apology.

"!"

Arthur glanced up and saw Alfred flying through the air. The little bunny grinned and flew after him, using some magic to ensure he landed safely on his feet. They ran off to some climbing bars.

"D-Don't leave me!" Arthur hopped off of his swing and chased after them, tripping several times. When he caught up, Alfred was already at the top.

"Artie! Come up! I can see my house from here!" He pointed off in a random direction and laughed. The bunny laughed with him, but Arthur shook his head.

"I'm not coming up. It's too high. I don't want to fall."

"I won't let you fall!" chirped Alfred and the bunny together. The bunny giggled.

"No!"

"Yes!" Alfred scrambled down and started to pull Arthur up. "Come on, it's fun!"

"Let me go!" He pulled himself out of the other's grasp, but unfortunately fell several feet in the process.

Tears sprung up in his eyes. "I-I…I hate you!" he shouted, and ran off to some remote corner of the park.

"H-Hate…?" repeated Alfred sadly. But he was only trying to help Artie have some fun! How could he say he hated him so easily?

"He doesn't hate you, Alfred! You just scared hi ma bit is all!" said the bunny encouragingly. Of course, Alfred didn't hear her. He chased after Arthur.

He found him in a sandbox, angrily tracing a little bunny with wings and then crowing it out brutally. The real bunny winced. That was a little scary…

"Hey, Artie!" Alfred plopped down across from the other boy and smiled cheerfully.

"What do you want?" asked Arthur sulkily, drawing Alfred's face and then swiping it away angrily.

"U-Um…you're a good drawer…can you draw a plane?" asked Alfred. "One that looks like a shark?"

"I bet I could." he started to trace a plane, and then added little glaring eyes and sharp teeth. Alfred grinned.

"That's so cool!" he yelled. "I wish I could draw cool stuff like that…"

"I-It's not that hard…?" muttered Arthur shyly, his cheeks darkening.

"Yeah it is!"

"W-Well, maybe a little…b-but, i-if you p-practice…"

"I know! You should teach me to draw really good like that!" exclaimed Alfred.

"W-Why would I do that?" asked Arthur, his entire face going red by now.

"'Cause we're friends, and that's what friends do! Duh."

"F-…Friends…?" asked Arthur. He was never good at making friends. What was that nice feeling in his chest…? Was that what having a friend felt like?

That was a nice feeling.

"Yeah! We're friends!" agreed Alfred. "Let's swear to be friends forever, 'kay Arthur?" He held out his pinky, and Arthur linked his with it.

"Friends forever."

Alfred smiled, and suddenly, his face lit up. He leaned it in close to Arthur's. "Chu~"

"W-What was that for?" yelled Arthur, blushing furiously, crawling back away from Alfred, who just laughed happily.

"My mommy said that's something you do with someone you really like. And I really really like you! You're my best friend, after all!"

"O-Oh…w-well, tell me next time, okay/!"

"Okay~!" He grinned brightly. "Hey, can you draw a superhero?"

Arthur nodded and went to work.

About an hour later, Alice and Amelia came to pick up their songs. "This was fun, we should meet up like this again sometime."

"Yeah!" agreed Amelia. Then, she asked her son, "Did you and Arthur have fun?

Alfred nodded as his mother carried him away to her car. "Artie's my best friend!"

Amelia laughed ."Is he, now? I suppose we'll have to go see him again sometime!"

"Yeah!"

AN: So, there's number five. I hope you enjoyed it, ChickenHax!

Thank you all for reading and reviewing the last four chapters, as well as voting on my poll and favoriting and alerting and everything it is you people do! It warms my heart, because you're all so nice with your reviews. Thank you all once again. And a special thanks to Lovely Hikari, who gave me a suggestion for one of the violin solos. But I am still taking them, so, anyone who knows a happy/sad violin solo for someone who's been taking it for six years…

Thank you once again for reading!