The bell's ring echoed through the soon to be filled halls of Hetalia High, signalling the end of the children's daily prison. Alfred was the first to bound into those halls. Jumping and humming a happy tune, he ran to Arthurs class. Alfred wrapped his arms around the unsuspecting Brits waist, and rested his chin upon his head.

"Heeeeey theeeere, aaaarrtie!!!" Alfred sang. Alfred giggled when Arthur tried desperately to squirm out of the Americans hold.

Arthur blushed and felt a little nausea coming on. (Maybe it's the butterflies?) a voice rang in Arthurs mind. Arthur ignored the pesky voice and turned around in Alfred's arms, now facing him. "Alfred if you would...PLEASE. LET GO."

Alfred dropped his hold on his waist and instead held his hand. "Whatever you say, princess!" Alfred cheerfully said.

"..prin....cess? ....Alfred, poppet...I suggest you start running." Arthur said darkly. A dark aura started to appear around him which, to be completely honest, scared the hell out of the doomed american.

"Oh...ha, whoops."

And with that, the hero bolted down the halls, running as fast as his tired legs would take him. Alfred and Arthur are both well out of shape, but when one has had fear strike into ones heart, they tend to speed up a tad. Alfred zoomed passed by students, all of them laughing at the sight of the small, fragile princess, chase his strong, happy, hero.

Alfred turned a corner and found himself rebounding off of a hard surface. I would like to say that there was a person he ran into, but alas, it was just a wall. There was never a corner to turn into in the first place. The American idiot held his face in his hands, over dramatically yelling at the pain in his nose from running straight into a brick wall at full speed.

Arthur caught up to the dumbass a few seconds behind, and thankfully witnessed Alfred's act of moronic stupidity. Arthur grabbed his stomach as he shook with laughter, hot tears in his eyes. He hadn't laughed like this in a long time.

"Hahahah! This isn't Harry Potter! You can't warp out through a bloody brick wall you dumbass!" Arthur continued to laugh at him. Alfred got up shakily, holding a his bloody nose. Alfred glared, un-amusingly at Arthur.

"Wow, that was the dumbest thing, I've ever seen in my whole life! Oh well, you probably deserved it you git." Arthurs laughter died down to a chuckle.

Alfred breathed noisily out of his mouth. "I wouldn't have ran if you didn't chase me!"

"And I wouldn't have chased you if you hadn't called me a princess."

"And I wouldn't of called you a princess if you weren't so damn cute!"

"....". Arthur blushed.

"....". Alfred blushed.

"...I-I...I"

"What!?" Alfred shouted, still holding his nose.

Arthur crossed his arms and pouted. "I'm not cute...baka."

"Awe, so Kawaii!" Alfred fawned.

"I'm not cute though! I'm small and angry! Fear me!" Arthur yelled.

"Listen SENPAI-Kun-chan-bitch, you are cute!"

"SENPAI DOSENT NOTICE YOU!" Arthur shouted getting in Alfred's bloody face.

"BUT SENPAAAAIIII!!!" Alfred pleaded.

Their little weeaboo fight ended when a small voice spoke up.

"Guys? School is over, Alfred! Let's go, I have to clean the house before mom gets home." Mathew spoke softly, putting a hand on Alfred's shoulder.

"Wha! Mattman? When did you get here?" Alfred patted Mathews back.

"I've been here Alfuck! Come on let's get home! And what the hell did you do to your face, it's all gross!" Mattman said angrily.

"I THOUGHT I WAS HARRY POTTER, OKAY?" Alfuck yelled, defeated.

"...what?" Mattie gave him a weird face.

"Oh forget it!" Alfred wiped his nose on his shirt, he'll clean that later...

"Alfuck? Mattman?...uh...never mind. Alfred I thought you took the bus here?"

"Oh, yeah, I...we did..." Alfred responded nervously.

"Then why is your car here?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Um...my car was getting fixed...my parents dropped it off. I don't like taking the bus home anymore."

"What happened?" Arthur said worriedly.

"Car crash..." Alfred looked down.

"O-oh...you don't have to talk about it if..if you don't want too."

"Thanks Artichoke." Alfred smiled.

"Artichoke? What in the bloody fuck are you on?" He chuckled.

"Oh, Mattman comes up with the names."

Arthur turned towards 'Mattman'. "Why artichoke?"

"They are green, like the parts of your face." Mathew said stupidly.

"You mean my eyes?" Arthur said.

"Haha, yeah, those!" Mattman giggled.

"Shall we go my darlings?" Alfred said goofily and gestured to Arthur and Mattie.

"Of corse my king!" Mattie shouted and hugged his "king". Arthur chuckled and followed the two out of the school.