So this was SUPPOSED to be Lovely Hikari's request, a sequel thing to Cops 'n Vandals, but I JUST COULDN'T THINK OF ANYTHING. I'M SO SORRY. But I will write it, hopefully. I just hope you like this…

Title: Stickers

Pairings: USUK!

Rating: K+

Genre(s): Friendship, Angst, Humor

Dedications: SnowGirl999 (x2), TheNinjaWangsta(x2), Chibirisu, StardustRudie, Little Patch of Heaven (x2), tintenstern, and everyone who fav'd or alerted.

Inspiration: Some Martha Speaks stickers. -_- DON'T LAUGH.

Warnings: VIOLENCE. Between a five-year-old and a seven-year-old…and Erie=Ireland, everyone!

Summary: Arthur had heard the stickers were going to be fairies, but instead he got a stupid superhero instead! But maybe something special at recess will change his mind about the shield-wielding sticker…?

Disclaimer: I don't own Fixed by Stars, I don't own the internet, and I most CERTAINLY do not own Hetalia.

And here we go~

"Very good job, Arthur! You get a sticker," said his teacher, Miss Braginski. Five-year-old Arthur Kirkland smiled to himself. He'd heard there would be fairy stickers today! However, when his teacher pressed the sticker to his sheet, it was most certainly not a fairy.

He glared at it. Stupid Captain America. Did you blast all of the fairy stickers away? (Obviously, Arthur was not familiar with Captain America at all, but he didn't care about that.)

He sulked until it was time to go outside for recess, when he took his usual spot on his favorite swing. It was kind of low down, so not many people used it.

Suddenly, four boys walked up. He recognized one of them—Toris was his name—as being one of his classmates, but the rest were unfamiliar.

They got on the swings next to Arthur, but the shortest of their group couldn't get on any of them—he was simply too tiny. The tall one who looked a bit like his teacher turned to Arthur.

"Could you let my friend use your swing? He's too short for the others."

Arthur fidgeted uncomfortably. It would be the nice thing to do, but he really didn't want to…he was still upset about the sticker. "Um…"

"Please?" The boy smiled, and Arthur shivered. Something wasn't right this guy…

"I-I guess…" he replied, hopping off the swing. The short boy shot him a grateful smile and hopped up on the swing Arthur had just been occupying .

Arthur walked of to find something else to do. Everyone was playing with their friends, but Arthur wasn't really good at making friends. The closest he had to them were Kiku and Rod-Roddy-Roderich, but Kiku had to stay home sick and Roderich was always with Lizzy or Gilbert. Lizzy was scary, and Gilbert was…just obnoxious.

He wandered to the edge of the playground and sat down next to a boy with a polar bear. "What's your bear's name?" he asked. The boy jumped.

"Kumakujo…or was it Kumarory? Or maybe Kumadia…" The boy trailed off. "But um, my name's Matthew. What's yours?"

"I'm Arthur. It's nice to meet you."

It was silent for a bit, and then Matthew pointed to a boy surrounded by a lot of other people. "That's my brother, Alfred."

"Cool."

"Do you have any brothers?" asked Matthew.

"Yeah…five. One's a baby, but the others are older and they're kind of mean to me.."

"But brothers are supposed to be nice and protect you!" said Matthew.

"Tell them that…" muttered Arthur. "Oh look, there's one now."

Arthur's youngest older brother, Erie, sauntered over to the pair. "Hey Artie. Who's your friend?" he asked.

"Matthew."

"Is that a polar bear? What a wimp. You still carry a bear around with you wherever you go?" he sneered.

"Don't make run of Matthew!" shouted Arthur.

"Shut up." He kicked his little brothers' leg. Arthur cried out in pain, and Erie reached down and grabbed Matthew's bear.

"L-Let go!" yelled Matthew. "He's not yours!"

Erie just laughed and pulled Kumajiro out of Matthew's grasp. "He's mine now!"

"No he's not! "yelled someone.

"Alfred!" cried Matthew happily. "H-He took Kumamushi!"

Alfred promptly tackled Erie, knocking him over. Kumajirou flew out of his hands and into Mathew's awaiting arms.

Arthur was in awe. He wanted to join in too, but his leg still hurt too badly. Alfred was totally kicking Erie's butt! It was so cool!

Miss Braginski ran over and pulled Alfred off of Arthur's now-crying older brother. "Alfred Jones!" she shouted. "You're going to the principal's office!"

"But—"

"No buts, Alfred. Come on."

"Wait, Miss Braginski!" shouted Arthur. His leg still hurt so he couldn't easily stand up and run after her. "Stop!"

"Arthur?" Alfred smiled at him. "What is it? Don't tell me he hurt you too—"

"No! He was helping us! E-Erie stole Matthew's bear and kicked my leg and Alfred was just trying to stop him!"

Erie glared at Arthur, who gulped. He'd probably get him once they got home…

Miss Braginski frowned. "Is this true?" The three kindergarteners nodded vigorously. "Erie?" The 2nd grader finally nodded shamefully. "…Very well. Alfred, you should have gotten a teacher, but I'll give you a warning this time."

Alfred grinned. Miss Braginski helped Erie up and then led him away, most likely to see the principal in Alfred's stead.

Matthew's brother ran over to Arthur and gave him a hug ."Thank you for saving me like that! It was awesome!"

"N-No…it wasn't that awesome…" muttered Arthur. Alfred just laughed.

"I'm Alfred! What's your name?" he asked, blue eyes shining.

"I-I'm Arthur…"

"Cool! Artie, you're my new best friend! Come on, Mattie, we're gonna go play! You should come too!"

"O-Okay…"

After recess, Arthur stared at the Captain America sticker with newfound respect. Superheroes were protectors, not fairy killers. But even though this Captain was cool, he still wasn't nearly as awesome as Arthur's new best friend/personal hero, Alfred F. Jones.

There we go. I-I'm sorry it's not your request, Lovely Hikari…that should be up tomorrow…

I'll check it properly tomorrow as well. I put it through spell check, but I always read it over, but it's already 9:26 and I was supposed to go to bed awhile ago…but I'll wait till this Norwegian song is over, of course.

Thank you for reading!