It was a cold Autumn day in North American, and Alfred was bored and cold. He wanted something to do, but he was on vacation for the next 2 weeks. He decided to take his vacation on the road, but who would go with him? It was no fun without someone there with him. Then came the idea of where would he go? As he sat in his room sulking, a letter came from Japan.
"Dear America, the G8 are meeting in Greece for a few days. We weren't sure if you got the message some I'm sending this to tell you. Its suppose to be a business retreat, I was told there would be plenty of food and women. Sincerely Japan."
"A trip to Greece, I wouldn't mind being pampered by Gypsies. Oh, I have to call Matt." Alfred beamed, rushing towards the phone.
Meanwhile in Canada, Matt was outside chopping wood for the winter. He had been working up a good sweat when he heard the phone ring. He wedged his axe in the stump, then headed inside to answer the phone. As he picked up, he poured himself a glass of lemonade.
"Hey Mattie." Al smiled.
"What is it, shit stain? I'm kind of busy." Matt sighed.
"Kuro invited us to Greece for a few days. The rest of the G8 is going, what's say you?" Al asked.
"Hmm, yeah. I guess a trip in the sun would be alright." He asked.
The next day, Matt was on the first flight to Aegean. He left Kumajiro with Toris, which seemed to go well. When he arrived, Francis, Oliver, and Al were waiting for him at the airport bar. The sight of Francis and Al surrounded by women was rather disturbing.
"Mattie, there you are." Oliver smiled, hugging his tightly.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm here. So now what?" Matt asked.
"We're meeting the others at a bar on the beach." Francis smiled.
"Just wait until you see our rooms." Al said.
Once everyone was settled with their luggage, the family was off. The trip took all day, but when they arrived the others were completely wasted.
"Oliver, where's your sexy English ass been?" Lutz asked.
"Oh dear, they're drunk." He sighed.
Once they were settled in, a young woman with her long brown hair tied up in a French brain walked in with a handful of fresh towels. She looked at the drunk men and sighed, then looked at Matt. Both immediately started blushing. Al and Francis noticed this, and decided to take advantage.
"Servant girl, how's about a round of beer over here?" Al growled.
"Yes sir, c-can I get you anything?" The girl asked.
"I'm fine, thank you." Matt smiled.
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The Rose in the Snow
FanfictionMatthew and Alfred take a trip to Greece with Japan, but during their sweltering vacation our sweet Maple loving friends falls victim to a young Gypsy's enticing dance. After chancing her for what seemed like ages, he discovers her name is Macedonia...
