I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia.

Scotland is 17 years old, Ireland is 16 years old, Wales is 15 years old, Arthur is 14 years old, and Peter is 12 years old.

Alfred's Teenage Journey

By waterrain

Alfred knocked on the Kirkland's door and after a moment it opened.

"Hello, Alfred." Wales commented calmly, he leaned against the door way, and looked at the American teen.

"Hi, Wal. Do you want to watch the awesome fireworks with me and Mattie? Are the rest of your brothers home?" Alfred asked him and before Wales could answer his two older brothers appeared.

"We will watch the fireworks with you, Alfred." Ireland and Scotland informed the blond haired teen. Alfred blinked his eyes for when did those two appear, but mentally shrugged his shoulders. Peter tugged on Wales and whispered something into his ear.

"Arthur is sleeping and he has no desire to be disturbed." Wales said causally before moving forward and Peter followed closely behind him. Ireland and Scotland walked outside after their two younger brothers. Alfred had no idea Arthur was tied up, gagged, and his colorful swearing was muffled.

'My no good brothers are up to something. I bet something to do with Alfred.' Arthur bitterly thought as he tried to move undo the knots, but only made it a bit tighter and his green eyes were narrowed in rage. 'I'll get those assholes. Scotland, Ireland, Wales, and Peter.'

Arthur managed to spit out the gag and got fresh air. His wrists, ankles, and stomach were still tied. At least he was able to get clean air, after a few minutes slipped his right ankle free for Peter was the one that tied it, and within a minute freed his left ankle. Ireland and Scotland were the ones that tied to his wrists while Wales tied his stomach.

"I wished Peter had been the one to tie my bloody wrists for then I would be able to free myself easily." Arthur muttered bitterly to himself. Peter was the one that did the worst when it came to tying. Wales was pretty decent with tying while Scotland and Ireland are experts at it. "Bloody hell, I wanted to watch those fireworks with Alfred and surprise him with a kiss."

Wales had a camera inside of his pockets which will come in handy a bit later. Scotland was grinning widely while Ireland had a calm smile on his lips. Peter was smiling bright and holding Alfred's right hand.

"Hey, Pete. You will no longer be a Tween in ten months." Alfred commented to Peter.

"I can't wait until I'm consider a teen because then people will take me seriously and stuff." Peter stated firmly and he puffed out his chest.

"Good luck with that Pete." Alfred said calmly as he slipped his hand out of Peter's grasp. Matthew noticed Arthur was not there with his twin, but figured it might be for the better. Wales pulled out his camera and turned it on. Alfred sat down next to his twin before asking an 'important' question.

"Mattie, Did you get the popcorn?" Alfred asked curiously for he noticed the lack of popcorn, but thought his twin might be keeping it from him.

"Stay here and watch the fireworks while I make some popcorn." Matthew comment calmly before walking inside of the house.

"I love the loud sounds, but I also love the beautiful colors and how it looks against the night sky." Alfred informed Arthur's brothers. Wales camera was focused on Alfred and he nodded at his brothers.

"I have a birthday present to give you, Alfred." Ireland told the blond haired thirteen year old teen before kissing him firmly on the lips, Alfred gasped in surprise, and Ireland decided to briefly explore the younger teen's mouth before moving away from him. Alfred's blue eyes were wide and his lips were wiped off by Peter.

"Here you go, Alfie. A gift from me to you." Peter stated cheerfully before giving Alfred a light kiss on the lips and grinned widely. "I won't be called a Tween anymore. Happy birthday, Alfred."

"A gift to you." Wales said as he handed the camera over to Ireland, he wiped the thirteen years old lips, and then he firmly kissed Alfred on the lips for a minute. "Happy birthday."

Scotland wiped Alfred's lips and grinned at him.

"The best for last." Scotland commented smugly before pulling the shell shocked thirteen year old teen into a kiss and explored Alfred's mouth for thirty seconds. Ireland was recording it, he could just see Arthur's reaction, and faintly smirked. Scotland pulled away and placed his index finger on Alfred's lip.

Matthew came out with the popcorn, but spilled it for Alfred suddenly hugged him and started talking really fast into his ear. Scotland, Ireland, Wales, and Peter decided to leave for Alfred's older twin was back from getting the popcorn.

"Alfred Freedom Jones, Talk slower so I can freakin understand you." Matthew stated firmly, he held his twin at arm's length, and stared at him. "Now what is your problem now? Where did Arthur's brothers go?"

Alfred's lips felt sore, he hugged Matthew, and puffed out his cheeks.

"Kissed and ditched me. Ire, Pete, Wal, and Scotty. My poor lips are sore." Alfred muttered sulky while resting his head on his twin's right shoulder. "I noticed they were recording and junk. Hopefully, It won't go on youtube or something."

Matthew hugged him back and he silently plotted revenge against Arthur's brothers. Alfred rolled his eyes, pulled away, and thought for a moment.

"Their kisses to me were way better than Francis's kiss. The kisses felt alright, but they happen so quick that I can barely tell who was kissing me and stuff. My mind was spinning." Alfred commented calmly and he tilted his head to the side. "Man, I got kissed by all of Arthur's brothers. I wonder what Arthur will say about it?"

'I can bet Arthur will be very pissed off.' Matthew thought as he looked at his twin. 'All of his brothers got to kiss Alfred, but he is the only one that has not kissed him.'

"Anyway, Where is the heroic popcorn?"

"I spilled it when you suddenly hug-"

"Not my fault, Mattie. You should have-"

"Well, I did not think you would suddenly-"

"Expect the unexpected, Mattie."

"You are unbelievable, Alfie."

"Yeah, but you still love me because I'm your amazingly awesome twin."

"Happy birthday, Alfred."

"Heh, Thanks Mattie. I want you to know that you are the best twin in the whole entire galaxy. Want to know why?"

"You have told me several times alre-"

"Want to know why?"

"Fine, Alfred. I want to know why even though you have-"

"Because you are my twin. Yeah you're the best because you are my twin."

"You are really cheesy."

"Mattie, You are the stale bread to my cheesiness."

"I'm not stale bread." Matthew protested as he glared at his twin.

"Fine, You are the pancake to my cheesiness." Alfred said calmly and he thought for a moment. "How would a cheesy pancake taste? Hey, Mattie…I have an epic idea."

"Oh crap. I know what you are going to sugges-"

"I'm going to make cheesy pancakes and you'll record it. Afterwards we will try it! Personally I think stale bread with cheese will taste better than cheesy pancakes, but we shall see tomorrow morning. We shall see, Clone."

"Don't call me, Clone." Matthew stated firmly as he looked at Alfred.

"I'm upset because you seem against my sweet idea and stuff." Alfred commented to him and rolled his eyes. "Why are you so against my epic idea?"

"I just think pancakes should always be served with ma-"

"Oh, Hah. Better idea cheesy pancakes with maple syrup on it!"

"No just no, Alfred." Matthew groaned and he covered his eyes while shaking his head.

"Plus strawberry jam, whip cream, cherries, and chocolate syrup. Doesn't that sound so awesomely heroic?"

"I feel sick at the thought of such a pancake." Matthew muttered under his breath as he shook his head and stared at Alfred. "Are you really going to add that much to the pancakes?"

"Nope, I'm planning to add more to it. However you'll find out in the morning, Mattie." Alfred commented gleefully and he rubbed his hands together while grinning. "You'll find out. It will be a very super heroic pancake. Hey, Mattie! Did you see that amazing firework?"

For about a couple of hours Alfred and Matthew watched the fireworks together while eating popcorn. Arthur was finally untied by Peter it had taken him a couple of hours to figure out how to undo Ireland's and Scotland's knots. Wales was on his laptop making a copy of the video, he has no plans to put it on the internet, and none of the others wanted it to uploaded on youtube. Arthur rubbed his wrists and gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"Peter, Why the bloody hell was I tied up this time?" Arthur asked firmly and he crossed his arms.

"Scotland, Ireland, and Wales will no longer be calling me a Tween. That's all I'm telling you big eyebrows!" Peter informed him before racing downstairs.

"You have some nerve to dare call my eyebrows big. You should take a look in the mirror, brat! You have the same eyebows as mine!" Arthur called out as he chased his younger brother downstairs. "I do not have big eyebrows."

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