Alfred, Shelby, Feliks all stood in front of the theater, waiting for Matthew, Hope, José, and Jenna. The Michigan air was humid, which made the brunette's hair frizz uncomfortably, but she was too excited for the movie to mind it.

"Dudes, I'm so hype. I can't wait to see this movie." Alfred hopped up and down slightly in anticipation.

Shelby, who was wearing a Captain America tank top, nodded. "I love this movie."

Feliks smiled, elbowing her playfully. "You mean you like Steve Rogers." He teased.

"Well, that's not the only reason I watch them." Shelby stated defiantly, before leaning into Poland's ear. "But have you seen the guns on that man? Jesus Christ." She whispered.

"Oh, I have. It's, like, all I look at when he's on screen. That- and those handsome blue eyes." He muttered back, and Shelby giggled in agreement.

Alfred raised an eyebrow, frowning at how close in proximity Feliks was to Shelby. As nonchalantly as possible, he grasped Shelby's hand in his, holding it gently.

Shelby glanced up at his in surprise and Feliks caught sight of Alfred's hand intertwined with Shelby's. A smile twitched on his lips and he copied the Alfred's gesture, taking Shelby's free hand in his gloved one. He loved making America jealous.

Alfred's eye twitched and he pulled Shelby closer to him. "You know, when the sun hits your eyes, your irises look like crystals." He muttered in a deep voice.

Shelby's eyes widened, her head swirling in confusion. "Huh?"

Feliks pulled Shelby towards him. "That shirt totally makes your boobs look good." He complimented.

Shelby blinked, squirming uncomfortably. "Thanks?"

Alfred leaned forward to face the Pole. "Dude, what's your issue?" He challenged.

Feliks placed his free hand on his chest, pretending to be insulted by America's bluntness. "Me? I was just complimenting my best friend, Shelby." He smirked.

"Dude, she's my best friend. Not your's." Alfred stated, his brows furrowing.

Feliks let out a short laugh. "Shelbs, tell this jackass that I'm, like, your favorite country."

Alfred's eyes brows furrowed. "No way dude, I'm her favorite country! She lives in America!"

Feliks's flipped his hair. "Yeah, well, her family comes from Poland."

"Besides you kidnapping her, she's never even been to Poland!" Alfred exclaimed.

"That depends- are you referring to the republic, or me?" Feliks winked at Shelby, who was becoming extremely annoyed with the bickering pair.

Alfred's face turned so red, Romano might have mistaken it for a tomato. "What." He whispered, his grip now like a vise around Shelby's. She screamed in pain, trying to yank her hand away, but to no prevail.

Poland's stark green eyes widened, realizing he had pushed America too far. "Hold on-"

"You... You slept with her?" He demanded, his glare like daggers and his voice thick with anger.

"No! I was only pushing your buttons, I swear!" Feliks exclaimed, hiding behind Shelby.

"ALFRED LET GO OF MY HAND!" She screamed. Alfred blinked, looking down at their hands before quickly letting go.

Shelby gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes as she pulled the hand into her chest. "What is your issue?" She demanded.

The color drained from Alfred's face. "H-he said-"

"You believe honestly that? Feliks is gay! Do I look like a man to you?" She snapped. Poland opened his mouth to comment, but she was a step ahead of him. "Don't answer that." She hissed.

"Shelby-"

"You can give my ticket away; I'm going to urgent care." She stated.

"... Shelby, I'm your ride."

"I'll walk!" She yelled back.

When Poland realized the brunette wasn't bluffing, and really was leaving him alone with Alfred, he squeaked, racing after her. "DON'T LEAVE ME WITH HIM SHELBY!"

Alfred's shoulders slumped in defeated and he leaned against the building. A few minutes later, Canada, Hope, José, and Jenna arrived.

"Hey, Alfred!" Hope smiled.

Jenna glanced around. "Where's Feliks and Shelby?"

Alfred's eyes instantly found Canada's, who looked at him with concern. "I really screwed up, bro." He muttered.

"What, did you guys break up?" Mexico teased. His smile dropped when Alfred didn't snap back at him.

"Alfred?" Canada asked. "What happened?"