Unexpected love

Chapter 22: Siblings

     Walking into the world meeting, the first thing I saw was Alaska with her head down on the table. My eyebrows furrowed before making my way to her. "Alaska?" I asked, poking her head softly. My hand drew away when I heard a hiss come from her. "Did you seriously just hiss at me?" I asked, putting a hand over my hip with an eyebrow raised.

     "Oh, it's you, Monte. Sorry, I thought you were anyone else but yourself..." She groaned, sitting up to reveal her messy hair and slightly red eyes.

     "Oh god!" I jumped back, a little...surprised to see her looking this way.

     "I know, I don't look so hot..." She put her head back down.

     "What's wrong? Has pl-" I was cut off by a strong grasp around my waist, pulling me into a firm hug from behind. I felt a pair of lips press to the back of my head.

     "Love, can we talk for a moment?" Engand asked in a soft whisper, pressing his cheek against my head.

     "Sure, England." I nodded, patting Alaska's shoulder once before allowing him to pull me away from my friend and toward the wall.

     "Monte... You know that Scotland and Alaska's wedding is coming up soon, right?" He asked, holding my hand in his.

     "Well, yeah. I'm her maid of honor. Why?" I asked, remembering the bachulorette party I had been planning with Hugary and Belguim, the brides maids.

     "Um..." He looked away from me, touching his chin with his free hand. "How do I say this...Can you avoid my home until the wedding is over?" He asked.

     "I...What?" I asked, a little confused on what he was asking of me.

     "Please don't think oddly of me, just trust me, Monte." He whispered to me, running his thumb over my knuckles.

     "England, how can I-"

     "Alright dudes, take your seats! I'm about start the meeting here!" America interupted me. I sighed a little and brushed a stray lock of hair back behind my ear. England was my boyfriend, right? That gives me a good reason to trust him.

     "Alright." I agreed, nodding. He smiled down at me before kissing the top of my head and leading me to my seat to start the conference.

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     Walking down the street, I started walking home later than everyone else since America asked for some help to clean up the meeting room, and I was too poliet to pretend I didn't hear his calling out like everyone else did.

    Walking alone, I was about to cross the street when I saw England's house, remembering our conversation we had before the conference. I noticed that there were about three other cars besides his parked near his property.

    My curiosity finally peeked and I decided to sneak up on to his porch and put my ear to the door. I could hear shouting going on, some of the voices I couldn't understand because of thick accents.

     Taking a soft breath, I took my head away from the door and gave a soft knock, then rang the door bell in case their shouting covered the sound of my knuckles against the door.

Leaning forward, I heard the shouts stop along with soft footsteps.

     When the door swung open, I was met with England. His eyes widened and he quickly stepped off the porch and shut the door behind him

     "Monte, what are you doing here?" He asked, standing between me and the door.

     "I know you told me not to...come here for a while, but I was just curious about why there are so many peop-"

     "Y-You can't be here, love, not right now!" He whispered, turning me and nudging me to leave.

     "Arthur, who's that?"

     I looked back and blinked to find a man with light red hair and green eyes.

    "Oi! Arthur has a lady friend!" Another man came to the doorway. This one had orangish red hair with the same green eyes as his siblings.

     "Shut it you git!" England wheeled around to face the two men.

     "Stop yellin' at your brothers, Artie." Scotland came forward with Alaska on his arm.

     "What's going on, England?" I asked, now seeing the slight resemblance between all four of the men.

     Sighing, England turned to me and pulled me back to the doorway. "Monte, these are my brothers. You've met Scotland. This is Ireland," he pointed to the man with darker hair, "and that's Wales." He motioned to the other. "Wales, Ireland... this is Monte Carlo. We are in a relationship." He introduced me.

     "Well hello there. The lad didn't tell us he had a lady!" Ireland took my hand and looked me over.

     "Yes, and I didn't because you guys always embarrass me!" He hissed, crossing his arms over his chest.

     "Is that why you didn't want me over, England? You didn't want me to meet your brothers?" I asked, looking back at him.

     "Yes. Since Scotland and Alaska's wedding is in days, they're staying in my home. Not to mention the bachelorette and bachelor parties coming up even faster." He crossed his arms over his chest. "They don't exactly say good things about me."

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     "And then, Arthur took off all his clothes and started running around the back yard, crying that he didn't want to take a bath!" Wales chuckled, making Scotland and Ireland bust out in laughter.

     "H-His straight face is just too much while telling this story!!" Ireland spoke between laughs.

     "You better not be telling her any stories!!" England yelled from the kitchen. I couldn't help but laugh a little, both at the story and at the fact the England seemed to know when his brothers were embarrassing him.

     After a few moments, the English country returned with a tray of tea and cookies.

     "Alright, we all need to discuss a few things before tomorrow night." Alaska spoke after reaching forward to get a cookie. "For your bachelor party tomorrow, there are absolutely NO STRIPPERS FOR ANY OF YOU. With the exception of Ireland and Wales if they want." She said firmly.

     "Fine, dear. But whatever rules you set for us, we set for you and your party." Scotland said, stroking the blond and blue hair of my friend.

     "That's fine with us. No strippers, get as drunk as you want as long as you wake up in time to get ready and get to the place on time. I'm going to get pissed if I have to wait at that altar for your Scottish ass." Alaska bit into her cookie, raising an eyebrow at her fiance.

     "I won't keep ya waiting." He assured her, lightly kissing the back of her neck.

     "If I see any strippers at that party, I'll smack you upside the head, England." I said, looking over at him before taking a sip from my tea. He seemed looked at me with eyes slightly widened.

     "I would never!"

     "I'm just warning your English ass."