Here's the Prince (Edward Island)!

-Panther

Prince Edward Island: Cruel

He wasn't exactly an intimidating man, but Alfred knew not to trust him. All the other provinces and territories he had met so far had been special, and a little scary in their own way. He was wearing a pair of black trousers and a white oxford shirt with a navy tie, along with two leather bracelets and a black cross around his neck and two small diamond stud earrings on his left ear. He was a mixture of formal and casual, and it fit with his careful dark green eyes. He was hiding something beneath his polite, cheerful mask – and Alfred didn't really want to know what it was.

"Hey Mattie, Alfred. Welcome to Prince Edward Island!" He gave Mattie a quick hug and pat Alfred on the shoulder, then led them into the hotel. "I've got a room already set up for Alfred, so you can stash your stuff up there and then we'll head out to the fishing spot."

The day was spent at the shores of the island, fishing and catching their dinner – which Alfred was not aware of until Prince Edward Island, or Prince for short, told him that they would be eating what they catch.

"So, now that we've got our fish, let's go back to my house and prepare dinner! Since you are a guest Alfred, Mattie and I will be cooking."

Dinner was prepared and eaten, and it was surprisingly delicious. America hadn't been expecting such gourmet cooking from a guy who looked more like a CEO than a cook. Still, supper was eaten in peace and a server cleaned up as Prince led them to a home movie center in his basement.

"Alright! Movie time!" he declared. The lights dimmed and the TV was turned on. The movie started and that was when the two nations realized something very, very important.

It was a horror movie.

"Prince! I told you Alfred didn't like horror movies!"

"I'm aware," Prince smiled, and the expression was not a kind one. Alfred was screaming at every sound and because he had already seen the movie, it seemed to have twice the impact it would have otherwise, thanks to the anticipation. Prince simply smiled and watched in satisfaction as the southern nation was reduced to a sobbing heap behind the couch, gripping a pillow in a death hold. Matthew sighed exasperatedly as he tried to calm his frightened brother.

"Prince!" he called out, slightly irritated. "Why would you do that?"

His province shrugged, still smiling. "For shits and giggles?" he asked, grinning. Mattie sighed and shook his head, and when the movie was finally over Alfred had realized why he should fear Prince Edward Island. Not only would he most likely replace a man's wrist with his ankle just to see if his toes would still wiggle, he might have microwaved a cat as a child just to see what would happen.

He was, without a doubt, the cruellest province Alfred would encounter.

And still, he smiled.

FYI, I imagine that the island can be quite cruel to those he doesn't like because he is so closely connected to the nearby Atlantic Ocean, and my head-canon says that the oceans, when taking on a human form, can be pretty nasty to those they don't like. Hence the storms and sinking ships.

Another shall be up momentarily! Guess who...? Ah, fuck it, I'll just tell you.

DAT NEWFIE.

-Panther