Omg, I am uber sorry i'v been missing for like two weeks. My bff was down and the i was up in Bremerton with her and it got out of hand and i lost contact with the world... alright enough of my ramblings here is a snippet... in fact have two.
Alfred really hates himself sometimes.
Currently he knows Matthew does too.
Both are on top of the table, wearing dresses and stockings… and dancing.
The other nations are watching them and laughing, whistling or just out right checking them out. But Alfred could care less about all that at the moment.
He is watching Matthew a little worried.
"Why are you so good at this?" he can't help but whisper to his brother. Matthew glares at him.
"Are you serious?!" Matthew hisses back before sending a pointed glare to his 'father'.
"… Oh." Is all he says, is all he really needs to say.