I don't own Hetaia.

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Matthew stayed asleep for the rest of the drive, and frankly Alfred didn't blame him. He would have fallen asleep too if he didn't have to drive.

When they got to the mansion Alfred woke his older brother up, and the Wendigo just stared. "It's huge."

Alfred didn't even bother to turn around. He already knew what it looked like. "Yeah, could you imagine me living in a place like that all alone? Would you like to give you a tour, or do you wanna go right to your room?"

Matthew paused, and Alfred knew he was searching his face for the right answer. Alfred rolled his eyes. "How about I just explain everything on the way to your room. It's on the top floor, so it'll take a while."

His twin's face twitched oddly, but Alfred just ignored it. The American grabbed the bag out of the back and started towards the mansion, launching into a speech about where the werewolf rooms were, where the walk in freezer was, which objects ghost could interact with and which they could not, which rooms were fire proof etc. etc.

By the time they reached the fifth floor Matthew's head was spinning trying to soak up all this information. "You really went all out, didn't you?"

Alfred shrugged. "Our rooms are on the south side. I figured that was the coolest place up here, and we're sharing a bathroom, so I can help with your meds, and you can help with mine."

Down the hall they walked, and stopped outside with wooden letters spelling M-A-T-T-H-E-W stuck on the outside. Matthew gasped as he opened it.

It looked a lot like his old room, down to the hockey and polar bear posters. Only there were a long more decorations (mostly having to do either with hockey, polar bears, and maple syrup), and the walls and the carpet were different colors.

"The blankets are made of this special material that will help contain your body heat during the night. I know a Wendigo's body temp goes down a lot then, and the last thing I want for you is to freeze to death. Or get heat stroke for that mater. It was made by a friend of mine, who I'll introduce you to later. So, what do you think?"

Matthew laughed, took off his shoes and socks, put on polar bear themed sneakers, and laid down on the bed. "Al, this place is wonderful! And this bed is so nice. What do you think Kuma?"

The bear looked around. "It looks a lot like your old room."

"Yeah, Al must have worked hard to get my stuff here. Wait, how did you know that?" The Canadian asked the bear.

Kuma went a stood by the bed, and Matthew lifted him up into it. "I know everything you know. Also you just said it."

Matthew rolled his eyes and hit his palm to his forehead. "Right."

Alfred snorted from his place near the door. "Your memory getting to you?"

"Like your ADHD is any better."

Alfred opened his mouth to retort when a large bell echoed thought the house. "Door bell," Alfred unnecessary supplied.

Matthew sat up and Kuma crawled into his lap. "Did you have someone coming over?"

The younger twin shrugged and rubbed his chin. "I'm not the best with dates. It could either be some supernatural being that found out about this place before they should have, a reporter for the newspaper, or Sakura."

Matthew's ears twitched at the last name. "Sakura? A girl?"

Alfred nodded. "Yeah, we met in Law School- wait, hey! It isn't like that!"

His brother snorted and went back to laying down. "Yeah, whatever. If you have a girlfriend you could have just told me."

Alfred opened his mouth, again, to argue, and again it was cut off by the doorbell. "I guess I'll have to get that. I'll be back."

Matthew shifted so he was on his side, his body rapped around his familiar. "I'll be here sleeping."

"I'll come and get you for dinner."

"Alfred that's not nec-."

"Night Mattie," Alfred laughed before turning off the lights and closing the door behind him.

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"Look at this."

The Priest raised an eyebrow at the newspaper now his his lap, but he gasped when he skimmed the article. "In our own town?"

The man nodded. "Soon freaks of every kind will be swarming our town like 'roches, and like 'roches we need to clean out their nest as quickly as possible."

The Priest's eyes looked at the photo that came with the article. Two teenage boy stood next to a sign that read 'Jones' House of Freak'. One of them was carrying an polar bear.

The Priest sighed and prayed for their souls.

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Just putting this out there, but I love Nyo!Japan so much, so now she and some of the other Nyotalia characters are in this.

Also in case you're wondering why Matthew is sleeping so much remember the last time you got sick, do you remember how tired you were. Also as I'm typing this I'm falling asleep sitting up, so I better post this soon.

Also who do you want me to introduce first? I have a pretty good idea, but I want to hear from you guys.

Please read and review.