Part Two.

What was so wrong about stating the obvious? Arthur sat up from his bed and took the few steps needed to get to a kneeling position next to Alfred's bed, who was facing the other side.

Was he being a sentimental old man? Maybe, but he couldn't have cared less about that right then.

"I love you, little brother," he said simply. "And I'm proud."

Were there tears in his eyes? ... He didn't really care about that either.

There was a small hint of a smile on the younger man's face. So he was wrong about not being able to say it out loud. It was nice to be wrong.

"Love you, too, Artie."

He heard a shifting noise, but then the night was still again. He smiled.

A camera zoomed in on the not-quite-asleep brothers.

"Sweet, sweet, blackmail!" Francis crowed. "See, this is 'ow you do it professionally, Mathieu. Hah, England, I am zhe true master of espionage!"

"Am I hallucinating?" Canada muttered.

France laughed his signature 'Oh-hon-hon-hon...' before patting Matthew on the back. "Brilliant work, mon petit, getting the camera in their room. I told you it was worth it!"

"... Am I hallucinating?" Canada repeated.

"Non, Mathieu; and here I thought zat you would know zat deep down inside, Arthur is a complete puddle of goo when it comes to you guys. In fact, I 'ave one video of you and 'im when you two roomed together back a few years ago, though I'm sure you were actually asleep."

"... What?"

Francis cackled gleefully again.

A/N:

... Arthur, check the room for hidden cameras. Francis is lurking. ... I quake at whatever France is going to use these videos for. Alfred, Matthew is sorry for this. (/not)

I'm sorry, I had to put Francis and Matthew in at the end... (I kept wanting to talk about Canada in the first part but it was mainly about Arthur and Alfred so I had to edit him out... This is making up for it. I love them too much to have left them out anyway.) Ah, FACE, even if I ship nothing in that, I love ittttt...~

(Platonic relationships FTW! Yeah! Seriously, those things need more loooove. Also, did they seem a little OOC? Meh. First time writing them. And I needed fluff.)

I leave you all with the echo of Francis Bonnefoy's laugh! Oh-hon-hon-hon-hon-hon...~