A snowy chapter. Don't forget to review, I live off those.

Oh and the story The Kitchen Knife is up. It the only way you'll know why the hell Matthew's always with Anna now.

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Anna woke up to find her house smelling of melted chocolate and maple syrup. She inhaled deeply. Anna flung open the covers and walked into the kitchen to see Matthew standing fully dressed cooking. He looked over her. "G-get ready quickly. W-we're going to be late."

"But it's cold!" Anna wined. Matthew point his spatula at the bathroom. Anna sighed and started to get ready. She walked out in her custom white dress, she smoothed it out and Matthew looked over her.

"I wouldn't wear that if I were you." Matthew warned, setting down two plate on Anna's counter. "Alfred text me this morning and said he had something big planned." Anna sighed and walked back into the bathroom.

When she returned she was in warm blue jeans, a long sleeve red shirt, and a Santa hat. Matthew was sitting on the chair when he saw her. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. "I thought Cuba ban Christmas. And it's the middle of November."

Anna took the seat next to him and looked at her plate. Pancakes, she expected nothing less then to have the fluffy cakes drowned in maple syrup. Next to the plate was a cup of hot chocolate with a peppermint straw. Anna smirked at him. "No, it was ban in 1969 but the banned was lifted in 1997." Anna explained, taking a sip.

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The pair arrived at the meeting to Alfred standing on a table. Anna and Matthew sat across from Francis, who blew a kiss at her. The kiss proceed to bounce off her and hit a water girl. Francis frowned at Anna.

"Now! To escape this boring ass winter lets go play in the snow!" Alfred proposed to the group. Everyone grumbled their agreements, having nothing to do as well.

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(I have the slowest beginnings and the worst)

The group slowly made their way to a park, passing store windows and bakeries by the hundreds . The nipped at Anna's cheeks and bit her nose. She welcomed the warmth in her cheeks. Snowflakes fell in her hair lightly, chilling the scalp. The cold wind shot up her sleeves and up her jeans. Anna hugged her self, but it did not aid against the cold. Matthew on the other hand seemed to be enjoying himself as did Ivan. Anna cursed her warm, wet country.

They arrived at the park, two rinks, a coffee house(That also rented skates), and open field welcomed them. Anna walked over and grabbed a fist full of the fluffy, untouched snowflakes. They clumped together and wet her hand, freezing it. The group swarmed to the coffee house like moths to a flame. Anna brought a hot chocolate and rented a pair of skates. She walked out to the field.

Anna held the skates by their laces and watched as Alfred began to make a round shape of snow. Alfred threw it at Anna in which it hit her in the face. Snowflakes dotted her face like freckles as she wiped the clump of wet snow off her face. Anna reached down as Alfred began to laugh. She threw a ball of the frozen water at his glasses as hard as she could. He dodged and it hit Arthur, who threw one at the cowering Anna. "Take that, you bloody wanker!"

Anna stepped of it path and the ball hit Ivan. Arthur's eye widened and as the Russian began to glow purple. Alfred and Anna paled. Anna dived behind a bench and Alfred took cover behind Matthew. A flash of light blinded most everyone and scream shot out. Anna took a peek at Arthur through her tanned fingers and saw that were the Brit use to stand there was a large pile of snow. Anna carefuly came out from her hiding place, looking anxiously around for Ivan.

Luckily Ivan had been satisfied and had left. Anna sighed. "Alfred, be a hero and see if the coffee house has a shove." She began clawing away at the snow.

After about thirty minutes of furious digging Anna, Alfred, and Matthew had uncovered a shivering and throughly frozen Arthur. Alfred handed her a cup of tea and Anna rested on her plastic shovel. A group of girls were admiring Alfred and Anna smirk. Anna nudged Alfred and jerked her head in the direction of the girls. "You have fan girls... I mean admirers."

Alfred smiled and waved at the girls. The pack of them blushed looking away. Alfred sighed and pushed up his glasses. He walked over and welcomed the girl over to where Anna and Matthew were.

As Alfred tried, and failed, to flirt with the girls Matthew noticed Anna's rented white skates. He elected not to say anything and quickly put on his. Matthew wandered on to the ice as Anna tried of laughing at her American friend. Anna put on her skates ands stepped on the ice. She began to slide slowly. She lifted her right foot and felt left foot leave the ground. Anna closed her eyes and waited for her face to hit the ice. When it didn't she opened her eyes to see the ice moving below her. "Your first time on the ice?" A soft voice asked her.

"Y-yeah." Anna stood straight up and Matthew took her hand and lead her around the rink. Anna's cheek became three shades darker then the petal of a rose. People smiled at made room for the pair, some looked lovingly at their partners, other started pull out their camera's and took pictures of them. Alfred smirked at Anna.

"May I cut in?" Arthur asked Matthew, who obeyed and let Arthur take over. Arthur lead Anna in a dance, gliding from place to place. Arthur lead the Cuban in a spin. Anna waited for the scene to catch up with her. Arthur smiled at her and stepped away, and bowed. Anna laughed and tried to curtsy, she fell on the ice. They both laughed, Arthur held out his hand. Anna took it, pulling him down next to her.

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Matthew sat watching the pair when Francis walked over. "Penny for your thoughts, moi ami?" The Frenchman took the seat next to him. Matthew sigh and put his head in his hands. Francis smiled and pat his back. "That's called lovesick. She is a very pretty woman and belongs to you, no?"

"Anna doesn't belong to anyone," Matthew said to Francis, watching her skate around the rink denying Arthur as he offered his help. Francis smiled at him. The Frenchman skated on to the rink, bumping into Anna, causing her to fall. Francis helped her up, smirking at Matthew. He pulled Anna close and whisper something in her ear to make her blush profoundly.

Matthew stood, furious and cut in forcefully. Anna snickered at Francis, who had fallen. Matthew looked at Anna and softened. "What'd Francis say to you?" He asked as he started to skate around the rink holding her.

Anna blushed harder, Matthew was a little scared she would pass out. "N-nothing!" Anna forced out. Matthew became worried but he dropped the subject. "You're really good at this, Mattie." Anna said.

Matthew looked up at her is surprise. "Really?" He leaped into the air spinning. He slid away from her, holding his hand out. Anna rushed over to him but over shot it and slid past him. Matthew grabbed her and pulled her close.

"Hey Lovebirds!" Alfred yelled. A knife embedded itself in the snow next to Alfred. The America yelped and jumped away. He glared at Anna. "I was just going to ask if your boyfriend wanted to play a game or two of hockey." A another knife found it's way into a knot in the tree. Alfred smirked.

"Ha! You-" Alfred was cut short as a large amount of snow fell on top of her. Matthew sighed.

"I'll get the shovel."

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The boys did end up playing hockey, with Anna standing on the front lines holding a first aid kit. After all of the horror of one game everyone went home.