Disaster Conference

This was requested by @NiKklRoSeqwp

It was that time of the month again... conference time. Matthew had always hated them. He was ignored all the time so he never saw the point in coming to these meetings, but his brother and fathers always convinced him to go. This time he and Alfred were walking in together, Alfred thought this would be a better way of getting people to notice Matthew.

"Alfie... I don't want to go. Can I just go back to the hotel? Its not as if I will miss anything," Matthew mumbled, looking down at his hands. Alfred looked to his brother with a concerned look. 

"Mattie, we need you to attend. You are important so it is necessary for you to attend. Stay with me and everything will be fine," Alfred said to his twin, then turning to open the door to the conference room. The twins walk in, going to take their seats.

As soon as they are sat down, Yao, Ivan and Lovino screaming at each other. "You communist son of a bitch, what did you say about my brother?" Romano shouts at Yao.

"I said he was a ditsy, good for nothing. I don't even know why he still comes to these meetings. Maybe it has something to do with being Ludwig's pet," Yao smirked at the darker haired Italian.

Alfred looked away from the screaming to his brother, who had his head in his hands and was whimpering. "Mattie... Are you alright?" Alfred asked, putting his hand on the others shoulder.

Matthew looked up to his brother with tear filled eyes. "Alfie, I want to go... Please let me go back to the hotel. I can't deal with the shouting today," Matthew whimpered, tugging his hair. Alfred knew this as a sign of his brother's anxiety. 

"Alright Mattie. Let's go and see whether we can find dad and papa on their way here and get them to cover for us," Alfred said, guiding him and Matthew to stand up.

However, as soon as Matthew stood up, he was hit hard on he head by Yao's fist. Matthew wailed on impact, while a fire seemed to rage in Alfred's eyes.

Alfred just turned to Yao and grabbed him by his collar, "Qu'est-ce que tu crois que tu fais? Tu viens de frapper mon frère." (What the fuck do you think you are doing? You just hit my brother.)

Yao looked at Alfred shocked, as well as Ivan. Lovino was just smirking, he knew the American could speak French and tended to do so when he was angry.

Then the door to the room opened. Ludwig, Feliciano, Kiku, Antonio, Arthur and Francis walked in, looking shocked at the scene in front of them. Ludwig was about to shout out, but then thought it was best to leave to Francis and Arthur as Mattie ran to his dad with tears streaming.

Arthur instinctively wrapped his arms around his crying son. "Mattie, what happened?" Arthur asked, then noticed the bruise forming on his son's forehead and let out an audible gasp. Francis then noticed.

"That explains why Alfred is acting the way he is," Francis said looking to the American who still had a firm grip on Yao. "Arthur, take Mattie out for some air and I'll deal with Alfred,"

"Of course love. Come on Mattie, lets go outside for a bit and I can get a better look at that bruise," Matthew pulled away from Arthur, nodding.

"Of course dad," he whispered, then wiped his eyes and followed his English father out of the conference room.

Francis approached his son who was still screaming at Yao in French. 

"Qu'est-ce que tu as à dire pour toi?" Alfred screamed. (What do you have to say for yourself?)

Yao was still looking confusingly at Alfred. He clearly couldn't understand French. He then looked around the room for some support, but Antonion walked straight to Lovino with Feliciano and Ludwig. Kiku stayed away from the scene, same with Ivan. Yao finally looked to Francis with pleading eyes. "Francis, tell him to let me go-"

"Non!" Alfred screamed and punched Yao, causing him to fall to the floor. Alfred then pounced on Yao and continued to hit him. "Tu le mérite. Connard!" (You deserve this. Bastard!)

Francis then ran to pull his son off of Yao. "Alfred, calm down," Francis said sternly, succeeding at pulling Alfred off of Yao and hugging his son. Alfred instantly wrapped his arms around his father, breathing heavily. "Shhh Alfred. No more French now. Calm down," 

Francis looked up again to see everyone, apart from Lovino and Feliciano, looking at Alfred in shock. "Why are you all surprised?" Francis asked, keeping Alfred in his arms.

"America can speak French?" Antonio asked shocked, Lovino continued to smirk beside him.

"I knew Matthew could speak French, but not Alfred," Kiku commented.

"Of course they both can. Mon amour and I raised them to be both fluent in English and French," Francis exclaimed, just as Arthur and Matthew walked in.

"That's right love," Arthur smiled, then walked over to Alfred, pulling him out of Francis' grasp. "You should know better than to start fighting. How long have you been independent now? Over 240 years. You should start acting that way," Arthur scolded Alfred.

"B-but dad. Yao hit Mattie, who was already having a slight panic attack. I was just defending my brother," Alfred defended.

"I didn't mean to-" Yao started before being cut off by Alfred and Arthur.

"Shut up!" Both scolded. Arthur then continued by saying, "Just because I'm lecturing my son, doesn't mean I forgive you. You hit my maple leaf and whether it was by accident or not there was no excuse for it," 

Alfred started to smirk, before noticing Mattie by the door holding his head. Arthur and Francis also noticed. Francis turned to Ludwig, "We are going to leave, I want to take Mattie to see a doctor, Alfred needs to calm down and I fear Arthur will rip Yao's head off if he stays longer. Please send us any notes from the meeting," Francis smiles. He and his family then walk out of the room, without waiting for a response.