A/N: Woot! It's three and a half hours early! Well, by my standards anyway and I live in Europe so... yeah, It's eight thirty here and I've been off school today with a splitting headache but I slept in bead all day yesterday 'cus I was off sick then as well so I couldn't sleep so I wrote this! Sorry guys as it's a filler but its leading up to a big plot development, hopefully in the next chapter!

No Russia in this chapter though -sadface-

Anyway, you probably want to read the chapter now, sorry about the long authors note, enjoy!

Chapter 4: Alcohol and Party Planning

Canada's wake up call the next morning was not pleasant. He had been having a good dream, one with pancakes in, when his brother burst into his house screaming about something Canada didn't know about, he wasn't really paying attention anyway.

As he tried to get back to sleep, Canada heard his brother scramble up the stairs and bound into his room, landing on his bed and crushing the Canadians legs.

"Bro! Listen up! The hero just had the most AMAZING idea!" America shrieked into his brother's ear and Canada pulled his pillow over his head with a groan.

"God dammit Alfred, leave me alone, I'm trying to sleep. How the hell did you manage to get into my house anyway?" grumbled the Canadian, his pillow still over his head. Sure he was normally very tolerant of his brother's weird behavior but no one one enjoys being woken up by their sibling jumping on their legs and Canada was no exception.

However America chose to ignore his brother's words and went on bouncing excitedly.

"So I was thinking that all the nations could organize a big get together thing outside of work like at a bar or something and it could be like a party and we could all get drunk and have lots of fun that kind of thing although I don't know what kind of beer people like but that's okay 'cus America has the best beer and everyone will love it because I'm the hero and I'm paying for it, also if you could chip in and buy some as well that would be great, thanks bro!" America said all in one breath and stared at Canada expectantly with a grin on his face.

"Eh?" he asked uncertainly as his early morning brain tried to process his brother's words.

"I'm having a party, weren't you listening?" he replied rolling his eyes, "And I need you to buy some of the beer and stuff since its gonna cost a lot and I can't afford to waste that kind of money."

"What makes you think I can afford it, eh?" mumbled Canada, desperately trying to get back to sleep.

"But Can-a-da~" whined Alfred, fixing his brother with a 'lost puppy' look.

'Oh god not the look' Thought Canada desperately. Only one person was known to have stood up to America's 'puppy' look and that was England and only then with great difficulty.

"B-but I thought that m-maybe you would want to help your b-brother out since we're so c-close and all b-but I guess not..." The American stared up at his brother with tear filled eyes, his lip trembling a little.

No-one could say no to that look.

"Fine! I'll buy your damn beer, just stop looking at me like that!" Snapped Canada and America's face instantly brightened.

"Great! I knew you'd say yes!" he grinned as he pulled a sheet of paper out of his bomber jacket. "Here's a list of everything you need to buy, don't let me down bro!" and with that America shoved the paper onto Canada and bounded out the door.

Canada looked down at the list uncertainly and his eyes widened in shock.

"Alfred this is going to come to at least a hundred dollars!" He shouted at the top of his voice and swore he heard America's obnoxious laugh as his front door closed with a bang.

With a sigh Canada resigned himself to his fate and slowly raised himself from his bed. He winced in pain as the movement disturbed his injuries but ignored it and slowly headed downstairs.

He reached the bottom of the stairs and headed into the kitchen, starting to get the stuff out for pancakes but sighed when he discovered that he was out of flour. Opting instead for a slice of toast, Canada fixed Kumajiro his breakfast and slipped onto the couch to watch some tv.

As he flicked absentmindedly through the channels Canada's thoughts couldn't help but wander onto the previous nights events. Why had Russia reacted to badly when he saw that he was hurt? Why had he been willing to help fix him up again? And... Why had he hugged him?

All these thoughts wandered aimlessly around the Canadians head until he was interrupted by Kumajiro strolling in through the door and licking his lips.

"You ready to go get this stuff for Alfred then?" He asked the polar bear, standing up and turning off the tv.

"Why you blushing?" the bear asked bluntly, and yawned.

Canada brought his hand to his face and realized with some discomfort that he was indeed blushing. Instantly he felt his face go even redder.

"I-I'm not!" he denied shaking his head nervously.

"Riiiight." replied the bear, not in the mood for an argument though it was very obvious that his owner was lying. "We go now?"

"A-ah yes!" Replied the flustered Canadian as he grabbed his coat, picked up Kumajiro and made his way over to his car.

Kumajiro honestly couldn't see why the Canadian was so flustered, he was only blushing and that could be for any reason. The fact that he was getting so upset only made it more suspicious. Sighing, the bear shifted his position a little in the passenger seat of the car and settled down for a nap.

He was jerked awake when the engine was cut and yawned and stretched as Canada got out before following his master into the shop he had entered.

He wrinkled his nose at the smell of alcohol but said nothing and simply sat by the entrance patiently.

"What can I get you today?" The man behind the counter asked Canada while eying the bear waiting in the doorway suspiciously.

"Um yes, can you get me the things that are on this list?" He replied hesitantly, handing over America's note.

The man's eyebrows rose in surprise when he saw the amount of alcohol written on the small piece of paper. "You having a party or something?" he asked Canada, looking at him suspiciously.

"Not me, my brother." replied Canada with a sigh.

"You sure you can afford this?"

"Yeah, I'm fine eh."

"Can I see a license?"

"U-um okay." Canada murmured before handing over his license. The last time he had tried to purchase alcohol the man selling it had refused his license and Canada had been in a bad mood for the rest of the day. What was the point in being over a hundred years old if you only looked seventeen?

"M'kay then." The man shrugged his shoulders after glancing at the ID card and went about preparing Canada's order. Canada sat down next to Kumajiro with a sigh of relief although secretly he would have preferred it if the card had been refused, that way he wouldn't have had to buy all the drinks. From the look on the man's face it was gonna be an expensive order.

Canada was jerked awake from his daydream when the man from the counter came back into the room carrying two rather large crates of various liquors and beers. his mouth dropped open when he saw the size of the crates. And this was only half of the beer?

Canada sighed again and got up from his seat on the floor.

"Is this everything?" asked the man, staggering a little under the weight of boxes.

"Um yes, that's fine thankyou." said Canada, eyeing the crates nervously. Didn't you need a license or something to purchase that much alcohol?

"Okay, that comes to a total of... a $168.42."

Apparently not.

Grumbling a bit about the price, Canada dug into his pocket and offered his debit card to the man. Alfred was so paying him back for this.

With the bill paid, the Canadian took the boxes one at a time and placed them in his car while Kumajiro watched from the sidelines.

Finally the last box was in the boot of the car and Canada was able to drive home again.

Once inside, Canada put the boxes in the kitchen and picked up the receiver of his phone to call his brother.

He dialed in his brother's number and waited, listening to the dial tone until his brother picked up.

"Hero speaking."

"Hey Al, its Matthew."

"Matthew...?"

Canada sighed. No-one ever seemed to remember his human name and it was a rare occurrence when someone even remembered what country he was.

"You know, Matthew Williams... Canada?" No response. "Your brother? You asked me to buy beer."

"Ah! Bro! Yes, nearly forgot about you there, how did that go? Did ya get the drinks?"

"Yes I got them so when is-"

"Ah that's good! 'cus you see I was so busy preparing for the party tonight, I forgot to buy mine but I'm sure you don't mind, right?"

"Al I-"

"That's good, so the party's at my place and you can just bring it over yeah? I know its a few hours 'till it starts but you don't mind waiting right? Give ya something to do."

"You mean its tonight?"

"Yeah, something wrong with that?"

"N-no, not at all but how did you manage to get it organized so fast?"

"I'm the hero! There is nothing I can't do!"

"Riiight. So anyway what do you mean you forgot to buy your drinks?"

"I meant I forgot to buy them, looks like the party's on you tonight bro!"

"Alfred!"

"Whoops, gotta go something came up, see ya in a few minutes! And bring the beer!

-click-... beep... beep... beep

Goddamn Alfred! Canada slouched into an arm chair and fumed. Alfred probably had had no intention whatsoever of buying the drinks and had left it up to his brother to handle everything.

For a moment Canada considered not going and letting his brother host the party without any alcohol but with a sigh he realized he wasn't that mean.

Still slightly annoyed, Canada got up from his chair and lugged the crates of alcohol back into his car. Before leaving he turned to Kumajiro.

"Be good alright? If you get hungry there's some fish in the bottom cupboard, I know party's aren't your thing, they're not mine either but Alfred expects me there so unless you want to come...?" Canada looked up hopefully, but Kumajiro was ignoring him, curled up in the armchair he had recently vacated.

"I guess not... well.. see you tomorrow Kuma..." Sighing Canada went to turn out the light but before he did he heard a small grumble from the lazy, white bear.

"Have fun alright?" murmured the bear before drifting back into a deep sleep.

Canada smiled. "I will." he assured the bear and turned off the light and walked out the door.

Canada drove in silence to America's house, a sense of dread growing in his stomach.

He hated it when his brother threw parties like this. Admittedly he hadn't hosted one for well over a year but the details of the last one were still hazy in Canada's mind and that was never a good thing, especially when his fellow guests consisted of people like France, Prussia and Spain. The infamous 'bad touch trio' well known for being complete and utter perverts.

Normally Canada just stayed in a corner of the room and tried to remain invisible but at the last part he had gotten so drunk that he stopped being invisible and had ventured out among the other guests. The rest of the night was a blur for the Canadian but he was pretty sure he didn't want to remember everything.

Canada parked his car in his brother's diveway, walked up to the front door and rung the doorbell.

Canada heard a shout from inside and a thump as his brother fell down the stairs.

"IM OKAY! HANG ON A SECOND I'M COMING!"

Canada smiled a little at his brother's clumsiness and leaned against the next to the door. He was still smiling when an embarrassed red face appeared as the door was swung open.

"Yes?" It demanded looking around until it's gaze settled on Canada. "Oh hey bro, did ya bring the beer?"

"Yes Al, I got your alcohol for you but you're bringing it in, I've already moved it three times, plus I payed for it."

The head of his brother considered this for a moment then seemed to decide it was worth it for free booze. "'k fair enough, come on in, I'll get the beer."

Canada stepped into his brother's living room and looked around. The place didn't look too different, save a huge table along one wall laden with party snacks and a huge stereo next to it. A space had been cleared in the middle of the room presumably for dancing.

Canada wondered how his brother had managed to organize such a big party in such a short space of time but knowing him, he had probably been planning it for months and neglected to tell his brother until just then.

He sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day and dragged a chair over to the corner of the room. Yeah he was normally a very optimistic person but that day had really taken it out of him.

Just then his brother came in bearing enough alcohol to pickle an elephant.

"What're ya doing over there in the corner? Come sit in the middle with me!"

Canada obeyed his brother but didn't move his chair. He knew it would be there for him when the party started.

"So who's coming to this party then Al?" he asked uncertainly, feeling awkward even if he was only talking to his brother.

"Ha! Only everyone who's anyone! I invited Iggy and France as well though Iggy wasn't very happy about that and also China and Japan and-"

Canada let his mind wander as his brother went through the list of people he invited until a name managed to piece through the fog of his mind.

"Wait Russia's coming?" He asked his brother, jolted out of his stupor.

"Yeah, weren't you listening? I invited his sister-"

"You mean Ukraine?"

"Yeah, you know her? Anyway, as I was saying, I invited her but he overheard me and invited himself. Creepy-ass Commie."

"C'mon Alfred you know he's not a Communist anymore..."

"Yeah whatever, so I was thinking-"

At that moment the doorbell rung, interrupting America from his monologue.

"Oh! Looks like someone's here early!" Said America, brightening up. "The party's starting!"

Canada sighed. This was going to be a long night.

A/N: Yeah, sorry if it's a bit out of character but as I said, I'm ill and stuff. Anyway the next chapter's gonna be a good one so look forward to it!

Also I was wondering if I should start another fanfiction to go along with this one. If I did it would either be a Giripan or PrussCan fic but at the moment its just a thought that if I decide to go through with I probably won't act on until this story is well on the way to completion.

Also thankyou to Nata-Arci for your advice on Canada's stuttering, it was very helpful.

I love getting reviews, they really brighten up my day but feel free to criticize me on things I could do better as its always helpful.

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-cough- If there are any grammar errors in this chapter, I'm sorry but I'm tired *-*

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