"Matthew," France called for me.
After Alfred walked me to my room, I left to go vent to Francis.
"It's Angleterre. He says America's at his dorm looking for you."
"So?" France raised an eyebrow at me.
"He says he's beat up pretty badly."
"I don't care."
"England, let me call you back." Francis hung up the phone and sat beside me. "Mattie, what happened."
I sighed and told him everything. How much I liked Prussia, the kiss, what Al- America said.
"Prussia?"
"Ouais."
Francis sighed and ran a hand through his long wavy blonde hair. "He can be a handful, but he is a good guy."
"Al thinks he's just going to use me."
"He won't. He would never spend that much time or effort on just anyone. You must be very special in his eyes." I blushed. He thinks I'm special?
Before either of us could say anything France's roommate Spain walked in. "Have you seen Prussia?" He asked.
"Non, not today, why?"
"Germany called. He said that he's in his room, that he got his culo kicked."
"Does he know by who?" I sighed.
"Uh... si, you."
"Non, mon ami." France stood up. "You mean America, this is Canada."
Spain looked at me again. "Ah, lo sento, Canada."
"So, Canada what are you going to do?"
"Things were a lot easier when I was invisible."
France laughed. "But?"
"But, I'm going to go talk to my brother."
Angleterre- England
Ouais- yeah
Non- no
Culo- ass
Si- yes
Mon ami- my friend
Lo sento- sorry
Yay~ another chapter! There was a two hour delay, so this is pour vous (for you guys). I'll try to keep up the posting.
Love and fish, aphsey
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