"You like hockey?" Matthew turned to Shelby as he handed Hope the hot chocolate he had just bought her. Ivan stood next to her, waving a Russian flag, even though it was the Maple Leafs versus the Red Wings, neither of which were Russian teams. Alfred was next to Shelby, with a hat with two pop holders attached to the sides, with a combined straw allowing him to slurp two drinks at one times.

"Oh yeah, my cousin plays. It's fun to watch people slam into each other. It's kinda like ice soccer." Shelby explained, adjusting her ninja turtle earmuffs.

"But with more blood." Russia reminded Shelby with a warm smile.

"Yeah... with more blood." She nodded slowly, before looking back to the ice.

"Shhhhhh, shut up the games about to start." Alfred stated harshly, though he continued to slurp on his drinks.

Since they were in Canada, the first anthem to play was Canada's. When the announcer asked all gentlemen to remove their hats, the group glared at Alfred as he struggled to get the hat off his head without it falling apart.

Everything went pretty normally; the Canadians shouted their national anthem with pride while the Americans and Ivan hummed along. Then, the American national anthem came next. Alfred and Shelby instinctively placed a their hand over their heart as the girl on the ice began singing.

However, once the song started, things began to malfunction slightly.

"Who's broad striped and bright stars, through," suddenly, the mic cut off. It came back on momentarily, enough for the singer to get in, "-rilous figh-"

Then, nothing could be heard. For a second, that is. Slowly, but surely, the sound of singing filled the stadium.

"O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare! The bombs bursting in air! Gave proof through the night, that our flag was still there! Oh, say does that star spangled banner yet wave, o'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave?" The Canadians, including Matthew and Hope, sang loudly, just as they had with their own anthem. Cheers erupted, and Matthew and Hope glanced at Alfred and Shelby.

"Oh my god, are you two crying?" Hope fought back a smile.

"No." Shelby said through quivering lips as she quickly wiped her cheeks of moisture. Alfred looked like he was on the verge of tears. "We just have something in our eyes."

"That was so beautiful, dudes." America whimpered. "I love you, Mattie."

Canada smiled brightly. "I love you too, Alfie."

"Awwww, brotherly love." Hope cooed. "Love ya Shelbs."

Shelby now was full on crying. "I l-love you t-too."

Russia had been vigorously waving his flag this entire time. "Mother Russia for the win, da?"