Title: The Green Room
Summary: Matthew Williams was quite sure he was not what the files depicted him as. Quite sure…
Pairings: Implied Prussia/Canada
Disclaimer: Hetalia Axis Powers and the 200 Phenomena in the City of Calgary are the creations of Hidekaz Himaruya and an unknown author respectively. I am merely a writer taking creative liberties.
There is an apartment building on sixteenth street that is slightly wider on the outside than it is within. Go to this building in fall and ascend the staircase. You should find the door to the roof totally unlocked. If it is locked, leave at once. Someone is using the Green Room, and they likely don't want company. If the door opens, however, walk along the roof and count skylights. Eventually you should find one that doesn't look into an apartment or hallway. Instead it looks down into a dingy room with green metal walls.
Break the skylight with a piece of debris and jump down. The room should be small and empty other than a metal desk and chair that have a distinctly institutional flavour. On the desk, you will find a folder full of papers. Take the folder rather than reading the papers on the spot. Breaking the skylight will have set off the alarm. Open the room's only door and step out. You will find yourself in your old high school, having just stepped out of the locker room. Leave.
The folder contains documents and photos that describe, in great detail, your physical and mental health. They depict you as a patient in an institution, and they aren't far off.
Just how much is far off?
Matthew wondered. He straightened his jacket, nervously patting his collar into shape and adjusting his glasses. The expression on his photo self had been the ugliest he had ever seen, mouth twisted into a sneer and a cry at the same time, eyes narrowed to tiny slits, eyebrows twisted into a way that would have made Arthur proud.The files had been worse – he did not know what to make of it. Thankfully the awful rank odor of the locker room behind him was enough to take his mind off the disagreeable state of affairs. He wondered if he could linger a bit, just to forget who and where he was.
Unfortunately, no. He could not afford to be late for work. His awesome boss had given him grief last time, even though Alfred was the one who should have taken the blame, and warned him that another tardy would result in probation.
Matthew did not want that, even though his boss was egoistical, aggressive, and callous. Matthew did not want it, because he adored his boss.
His expression darkened, and the hand not holding the files stolen from the Room clenched into a fist. A drop of blood splattered down from his palm, staining his fingernails red, but Matthew did not notice the slash of pain.
Yes, he absolutely adored his boss. It was time for payback.