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Matthew had avoided his family all day. He had visited the house, to let them know he had returned, before leaving again. He wasn't in the mood to have his happy feeling ruined by his parents.
Matthew spent most of the day at work in a local cafe. He was the chef during the holidays, and as the last day of school for that year had been the previous day, the cafe was crowded.
The cafe was named Der schickeCafé, which was German for The Awesome Cafe. It was owned by the Beilschmidt brothers, but only the younger of the two – Ludwig – actually worked there.
Except for Ludwig and Matthew, there was only one other employee at the cafe. Feliciano Vargas was the chatty waiter. No one seemed to mind when the orders were wrong. Instead, they would chuckle, and comment on how adorable they found the little Italian.
Matthew was flipping pancakes in the kitchen. It was the last order, and once the pancakes were done, Matthew would head home. Ludwig was talking to someone in German, and Feli hadn't turned up all day. Matthew slid the last pancake onto the plate, and turned in surprise as he heard his name being mentioned. It was rare to hear his name in conversation. No one remembered who he was. He walked through the little doorway that separated the kitchen from the rest of the cafe, carrying the plate piled high with pancakes. He placed the food on the counter next to his boss, and almost took a step back in shock, when he saw who the blonde was talking to. Gilbert.
"Du verbrachte die Nacht mit dem Bruder von Alfred?" Ludwig frowned.
"Ja, und ich habe mich nur gefragt, wenn ich könnte- Hey! Birdie! I was just talking about you!" The albino switched back to English as he noticed Matthew. Ludwig turned, and jumped at the sight of the Canadian stood next to him.
"Ah. Matthew. I didn't see you there. Is this it?" The tall blonde asked, picking the plate off the counter. He walked around the counter, and placed it on the only occupied table. "Enjoy." He smiled. It was a stiff smile, but still a smile.
"Great! Now Birdie's done, we can go! See ya, West!"Gilbert grabbed Matthew's arm, and pulled him out of the cafe.
"Where are we going?" The Canadian asked, wearily.
"To watch the sunset, of course!" Was the cheery reply.
Now, Prussia has some (awesome!) translations for you!
Prussia: Du verbrachte die Nacht mit dem Bruder von Alfred? means You spent the night with the brother of Alfred? And Ja, und ich habe mich nur gefragt, wenn ich könnte- means Yes, and I was just wondering if I could-
Of course, JbS isn't awesome enough to understand German, so I awesomely stepped in and helped her!
Me: That's quite enough from you! And now, Canada, your poem?
Can: Roses are red
Violets are blue
JbS doesn't own Hetalia,
So please please don't sue, eh?