I gave up on trying to get Alfred to notice me, it was useless in every way but I guess it's my fault for over thinking it too much. I was seated quietly in my seat in the G8 meeting although I honestly don't know why I even bother to come I mean I'm never noticed by any of the other countries, "Ve~ Germany help!" Feliciano yelled in fear. "Damn Fratello I told you to stay away!" Romano growled but was making a weird noise.

I turned around to see Romano and Feliciano's curls intertwined with each other and a worried Ludwig and Antonio trying to separate the two countries. I got up from my seat and walked over to the two brothers. "Stay still guys.." I whispered as I slowly grabbed their intertwined curls making them both gasp quietly as I finally undid and released the two brothers.

Feli tackled me into a hug surprisingly dropping me to the ground. "Ve~thank you so much!" he giggled happily and went over to hug Ludwig, Romano grunted and turned his head away from me. "T-thank you..jerk bastard." He said with a deep blush on his cheeks. A rough hand landed on my shoulder making me jump with fright. "Bro! How did you know what do do?" Alfred asked or should I say shouted.

"Now you see me?.." I asked in a sad tone. "What was that bro? You need to speak up more ya know." He said as he patted my back roughly I sighed sadly and muttered a 'nothing' under my breath, I stood up from the ground and headed to my seat but was soon interrupted by Papa Francis. "My dear Mathieu it has been so long since we've last talked to each other!" he said in a dramatic tone.

"Its only been eight weeks.." I said with a fake smile knowing that I couldn't pull off a real one even if I tried, especially if I was with papa...the one person who cared and loved for me when I was a young colony but later abandoned me for more better land. "Has it already!? It feels like a long time." He clutched his chest as if he were in pain.

His eyes then lit up with excitement. "You know...the meeting has already ended how about you come over to your papa's house and hang around with the family?" he said happily, and once again as if just on cue Alfred jumped from behind me slinging an arm over my shoulder. "Yeah, totally dude I can even invite iggy! You know so Francis could screw him later." He was suddenly whacked from behind the head by an angry and flustered Arthur.

He growled angrily and crossed his arms. "You idiotic twat.." He muttered. "So it's a yes then? Awesome! We'll meet at Francis's place at seven, see ya dudes later!" Alfred waved goodbye with his goofy grin that I've loved for so long..wait what!? No, I do not love anything my brother does...right? I shook my head frantically. "Oh, maple... I hope things end up good this time." And with that said I headed out the building.

~~~~~~~~[time skip]~~~~~~~~~~

I was really surprised when I saw Alfred outside in his car waiting for me, did he actually remember me!? I tried my best not to freak out and fangirl like some middle school girl as I climbed into the car. Although I wasn't at all surprised to see a six pack of beer in the back seats. "Really Alfred?" I frowned at him. "What dude it's just a couple so it's alright." He shrugged and drove off as if it were no big deal.

When we made it to Francis's house we both walked in to see Arthur and Francis in a make-out session on the couch. "Eww, guys get a room!" Alfred gagged as the two frantically pulled away with deep blushes. "A-ah hello children," Francis said with a nervous smile. "Dude I've brought booze." Alfred lifted the bag and threw it toward Francis who swiftly caught it and grabbed a can.

Arthur then snagged the bag away from him and grabbed a can of his own he literally chugged the whole thing. "Hey, Mattie bro aren't you going to get one?" Alfred asked bringing the bag close to me. "Um n-no thanks I don't drink," I said and pushed the bag away from me. "Are you serious!?" he yelled obnoxiously in my ear making me cringe, now I know how Ludwig felt with Gilbert.

Around ten o'clock at night everyone began to drink some sort of whiskey my papa brought, their cheeks were flushed red and they got together signing some sort of beer song. Arthur began to stumble around dropping furniture to the ground causing them to shatter on the floor, and so, like the dumb Canadian I was, I walked up to the drunk Arthur and gently placed my hand on his shoulder.

He flinched and slapped my hand away. "Bloody hell!? Who are you?" he asked with a slurry edging in his voice. "I-I'm Canada, Matthew your son," I said as I held my red stinging hand. He growled and sent a punch right to my gut knocking the wind out of me and sending me to the floor. I curled up and held my stomach in pain. "You imposter, you're not my son!" he staggered towards me raising his fist up.

Alfred suddenly stood in front of me and stopped Arthur by grabbing his wrist, "Iggy dude stop right now. You're hurting Mattie and I won't be happy with that." A growl rumbled in his throat taking me and Arthur by surprise. Arthur's eyes widened with fear and he quickly staggered back to Francis, Alfred then pulled me up from the ground and scanned me from head to toe. "Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked.

I swallowed the pain in my stomach and forced on a small smile. "I'm fine." I almost panicked when my voice came out in a shaky breath afraid that Alfred would notice, a serious look was displayed on his features until it was quickly replaced by a look of amusement. "Okay broski! You should go to bed and let the older people do grown up stuff okay!?" he ruffled my hair with a grin.

I blushed furiously and looked down at my feet. "O-okay.." I said and headed upstairs to a room my papa had kept for me, I saw kuma...kuro? and pulled him into a tight hug. "Who are you?" he asked in his cute little voice. "I'm Canada. Matthew Williams...and I think I love my brother..." Oh maple this can't be happening