Alfred, What The Actual Fuck

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Alfred looked down at Arthur, who was currently screaming his head off.

"ALFRED STOP DOING ILLEGAL SHIT!"

"HAHA NEVER!"

You may be wondering 'what the fuck did he do now?'. That's what Arthur asked himself when he realized Alfred got loose again.

Alfred had climbed a street light. And Arthur didn't know how to get him down.

The Brit sighed.

"I knew I should've put the leash on him before I looked away.. Alfred! I'm calling your brother!"

"Do it! All he'll do is sigh disappointedly!"

"Damn it, he's right..."

Arthur sighed again, this time dramatically.

"Fine! I'll just leave you here alone, and get food by myself!"

He watched as the American scrambled down.

"You wasted fifteen minutes of our lunch break."

"I do that everyday."

"I'm more annoyed today."

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The couple was now back at the world meeting, this time ten minutes early.

"America, I know this is rude, but your boyfriend is an asshole sometimes."

Alfred smiled at Matthias and Gilbert, pulling Arthur into a hug.

"I know, but he's my asshole."

"America what the actual fuck, I was trying to speak to Norway. And do you not realize how bad that sounds?"

"Ja, America, that did kind of sound not awesome."

Alfred blushed a bit.

"Oops."

"He climbed a street light today."

"WHY WEREN'T WE INVITED?"

"BECAUSE I'M BETTER THAN YOU!"

"THAT'S FUCKING DEBATABLE!"

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