This was not what he expected to happen today.
It started with Prussia France and Spain as all things perverted do, but he never expected to be to subject of their interests.
Matthew was sitting outside waiting for the meeting to get started slowly nibbling on a doughnut he had gotten from Timmy's before showing up. Suddenly Prussia was sitting to his left and Spain to the right grinning at him.
"Umm... Hello?" Matthew said not sure what they wanted or even when they had gotten there.
"Hola~"
"Hallo~"
They chimed in unison. Something about the situation put Matthew on edge.
"I-is there something you need?" He asked nervously but regretted it as their grins turned lewd.
"Oui, we have a question." Francis said from behind him startling him.
"Oh... what is it?" Matthew asked timidly realizing that; one) he was trapped by the BTT and two) they were wearing their perverted faces.
"This isn't going to end well you should get out of there Now!" His mind screamed at him but his body refused to move.
"Well we were talking and we suddenly had a question about those curls that some nations have that they don't let others touch." Gilbert said eyeing the Canadians curl. Dread bubbled up in Matthew stomach.
"I-is that r-right?" he stuttered getting ready to bolt should one of them even look like they were going to touch it.
"Well we were wondering what it does." Antonio asked also eyeing the curl.
"W-why ask me?" he questioned them a blush creeping onto his face.
"Because Romano won't let us near him or Italy, Norway has his troll and Denmark and they won't let us near him, China refused to let us even talk to Korea, America threatened us with a gun, we even tried Arthur but he threw hot tea at us, he even went to far as to send e-mails." Gilbert complained, Matthew nodded he remembered that e-mail, it made him laugh.
"And what made you think to talk to me?" Matthew asked curiously.
"Mon petit Matthieu we decided to ask you because you are so much nicer than the others." France said leaning forward over Matthews shoulder.
'In other words they think I'm weak and decided to ask me thinking I'm an easy target.' His mind supplied with slight amusement.
"Well I'm sorry but... if they won't tell you then I can't either." He said standing up from the bench and turning to look at the trio. They had pouts on their face's but this did little to change his mind.
"Matthieu you wound me."
"Yeah I thought you were supposed to be one of the nicer nations." Prussia said scowling. Spain just shrugged.
"I'm really sorry but it's not right to tell you something that dangerous." Matthew said bowing slightly before walking off toward the building.
"Dangerous?" Antonio asked freezing Matthew to the spot he could tell he had only peaked their interest.
'Fuck.'
"Dangerous what do you mean by that?" Gilbert asked striding over to stand in front of Matthew as Francis and Antonio stood behind him.
"N-nothing... the meeting is starting we should go." He said smiling nervously.
