Alpha (2/?)
anonymous
December 23 2009, 23:29:31 UTC
It was well past midnight when Alfred finally pulled into the driveway and walked inside. Matthew looked over, sipping the cocoa he had made for himself while he waited.
"You were out late today. Date with Ivan?" Alfred nodded a bit slowly as he walked over.
"Yeah...We decided to go see a movie after dinner. Where's New York? He was supposed to be babysitting the kids." Matthew set his mug down, looking over.
"Oh, well. He wasn't sure when you'd be back, so I told him I'd stay and keep an eye on the kids. They were already in bed anyway, eh." Alfred nodded again.
"Right. Well then, next question. What...what are you doing here?" Matthew smiled and got up, walking over to him.
"Oh, well. I thought I should...apologize...for earlier. I could have found a more sensitive way to tell you that you obviously aren't in love with Ivan." Alfred frowned a bit. Did he really have to spell it out for him? He reached over, taking hold of his hands. "You know, you didn't have to be afraid to tell me. Why go through the trouble of getting married to someone you don't love, just to get my attention?" He frowned as Alfred pulled his hands away.
"Wh-what?! Are you crazy, Mattie? I'm not-- Why would I be trying to get your attention? I always have your attention. You follow me like some kind of lovelorn-- Oh." Matthew frowned as Alfred crossed an arm over his chest and rubbed his face with the other hand. It was obviously that Alfred realized his feelings for him, so why wasn't he smiling joyfully as he pulled him into one of his bone-breaking bear hugs? Why wasn't he returning them?
"Al-" Alfred held up a hand, cutting him off, and put the hand on his shoulder.
"Mattie, I love you. You know that. But not like that! You're my brother! And yeah, sure, we had that fling a while back. But we were drunk! It didn't mean anything. You're- you're confused. Now come on. Why don't you go ahead and sleep in the guest room, and I'll get you a ride home in the morning." Alfred tried to turn him towards the stairs, but Matthew planted his feet firmly. He was confused? It meant nothing to him? He reached up, grabbing his wrist.
"No, Alfred. You're the one that's confused. Ivan's been playing some mind game on you, and you-" He laughed, shaking his head, tightening his grip as Alfred tried to pull away. "You're such an idiot. It's so easy for you to be led astray. Don't worry, Alfred. Brother. I'll help you see. You love me."
Alfred brought his other hand up, pulling and trying to loosen Matthew's grip, when he suddenly stopped and locked eyes with Matthew.
"Where's New York? Alaska, Hawaii, Arizona, New Mexico. Where are they? What did you do?" His eyes were filled with passion as he grabbed Matthew’s shoulders, gripping them tightly. “What did you do to my states?!”
Matthew just smiled. It seemed he understood after all.
Alpha (3/?)
anonymous
December 27 2009, 04:28:13 UTC
Matthew smiled as he walked back down into the basement, his boots squishing with each step down.
"Alfred! I brought some lunch for you and the kids! It's McDonald's! Your favorite." He walked over to where Alfred was chained tightly to a chair, struggling to break free. His yells were muffled by the gag in his mouth. To the side, New York was glaring at Matthew as the youngest states, tied up beside him, cried. He walked over and rustled Alaska's hair, smiling.
"Hey buddy. Uncle Mattie brought you your favorite kid's meal, and it has a really cool toy! Did everyone follow the rules while I was gone?"
"Yeah! But Hawaii's been crying really loud. I don't think she likes the game." He hopped out of his seat and held out his hands. Matthew smiled and gave him his kid's meal.
"Go sit down at the table." Matthew looked at the remaining bags in his hands and frowned. "Uh oh. Alaska, it looks like Uncle Mattie only remembered to get one more kid's meal! So you have to help me out." He motioned to the other states, who had stopped crying and were watching fearfully. "Who is your favorite sibling that you think should get to eat it?" He looked over as Alfred started yelling through his gag again and smiled, walking over, taking it out.
"What the hell is your problem?! You're going to starve my kids?! What kind of sick bastard are you? I don't know what I ever did to you, but you leave them out of this! They didn't do anything!" Matthew smiled, setting his hand on Alfred's cheek. He really was so naive.
"Oh Alfred. Dear, sweet, stupid Alfred. You're wrong. They have everything to do with it. Every one of them, even sweet Alaska, who I love dearly, is the product of another one of your meaningless relationships. Did you ever tell them? How they mean nothing to you?" Alfred glared.
"I said what happened between you and I meant nothing! My kids mean the world to me!" Matthew laughed and his hand slid from Alfred's cheek to his chin, gripping it tightly as he leaned in, practically purring.
"Such harsh words! It's okay. I know you're just putting up a front, but you don't have to! We're all family here, right?" He turned to look at the other states, who nodded hurriedly. New York turned, looking away, unable to say anything around the gag. Matthew frowned watching him, then turned to Alaska, who was watching everything while chewing on his fries.
"Did you pick who you want to eat with?" Alaska nodded and pointed to Arizona.
"Arizona always plays games with me and shares his toys with me." Matthew nodded and walked over to Arizona, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Uncle Mattie is going to untie you, and you're going to sit down with Alaska and eat. Then, you're going to sit in your chair again. If you follow the rules of the game, you won't get tied up again. Do you understand?" Arizona looked to Alfred, who nodded, before looking up at Matthew nodding. Matthew smiled and ruffled his hair. "Such a good kid, playing with Alaska all the time. He's always telling me how lonely he is." He untied Arizona and gave him his meal. Arizona reached up with one hand, pulling off the gag and hurried over to the table, sitting next to Alaska.
"Hurry and see what toy you got! I have this one already." Alaska took Arizona's bag, pulling out the toy before he handed it back to him. Matthew turned and walked over to Alfred again.
"Don't worry. I haven't forgotten about you. I got you your usual. Four hamburgers, a fry, and a Coke. Hm. But you're all tied up." Alfred frowned and shook his head.
"No. I don't want it. Give it to the kids, since you 'forgot' their meals." There was a fire in his eyes and Matthew reveled in the chill it sent down his spine.
"But, you need to eat! After all, if we're going to add to our happy family, you'll need to be in your best shape." Alfred's narrowed.
"I can't have anymore states! Where would I have one?!" Matthew blinked. That was true. All the land in the world was claimed at this point. He couldn't just have a state. Well, that left only one thing to do.
"Well, then I guess we'll just have to replace a few others, won't we?" He set the bag on Alfred's lap and turned, walking towards New York, who started trying futilely to move his chair away, yelling through his gag.
Re: Alpha (3/?)
anonymous
December 31 2009, 04:09:13 UTC
Goodness anon. I'm so fearful right now, I'm hoping Russia has Alaska senses that go off whenever Alaska is upset or hurt just so Russia can put a stop to this. DDD:
Matthew grinned as he reached New York, grabbing a fistful of his hair and jerking his head back. “New York, New York. How fitting that our next state together will be a new New York. You know, I always hoped that we’d get married someday at Niagara Falls. Wouldn’t that be nice? Maybe on the Rainbow Bridge or something? Where our borders meet?” His voice darkened with each question and he gave another firm jerk to New York’s hair, causing him to yell out in pain. “Wouldn’t. That. Be. So. Romantic?
“Yes!” Alfred practically screamed it, as he watched helplessly. He swallowed, and it felt thick and heavy dropping down his throat. “It would be…so…romantic, Mattie…” He licked his lips, glancing to where New Mexico and Hawaii were watching, tears streaming down their cheeks. This wasn’t the Uncle Mattie they knew. This wasn’t him. This was…he didn’t know what this was. “Mattie…please…stop hurting him. It’s not necessary. You’re…you’re right. I do love you. I just-“ He paused as Matthew turned to look at him, his grip on New York’s hair loosening.
“You just what? Don’t love me the way I want you to? Is that what you’re going to say?” The sharp edge that had been there just moments before was gone. Matthew was quieter, more somber. Had he finally realized what he was doing? Come back to his senses? Alfred leaned back against his seat as Matthew turned to look at him. “Please don’t tell me that’s what you were going say. It wasn’t just a fling, Al. Right? You love me, just like I love you.” He knew he did. He just had to make Alfred see it.
Behind them, Arizona ate his food slowly, taking everything in. Alaska had ignored the rest of his meal in favor of playing with their toys. The food was like lead in his mouth as he realized what was happening, but there was nothing he could do.
“Of course I love you, Mattie. You’re right. I…I don’t like Ivan at all, but my boss has been twisting my arm behind my back. ‘Oh Alfred, it’s politics, you know how it is.’ It has to look legit though, so I have to play the part.” Alfred smiled weakly and Matthew released New York’s hair. A rumble echoed through the room and Alfred flushed. “I guess I am a little hungry.” If there was any relief when Matthew started walking over to him, he refused to let it show.
“Al…” Matthew reached over, cupping Alfred’s face lightly, searching. He had to assure himself that Alfred was telling the truth. “…I’ll help you eat.” Alfred glanced over at his states again and sighed, nodding. He had to keep them safe, no matter what.
“Thanks, Mattie.” Matthew smiled and nodded as he picked up the bag from his lap, replacing it with himself. He pulled out the fries, frowning slightly.
“You put up such a fuss that they got cold, Al.” He smiled a bit. “You always do that.” He set them aside to give to one of the kids later and pulled out one of the hamburgers instead. He pulled back the wrapper and leaned close as he held it up to Alfred’s mouth. “Open wide.” Alfred smiled to match Matthew’s, but it never quite reached his eyes as he began eating. Soon, all four of the hamburgers had been eaten, and Alfred was sipping the soda that Matthew was holding up for him.
“Mm.” Alfred plugged the straw with his tongue, indicating he didn’t want anymore. Matthew pulled it away and brought a thumb up to wipe the corner of his mouth. “Mattie…” A finger was placed over his mouth, hushing him.
“Oh, Al. This is how it should be. You and me, feeding each other meals, sitting together like this. Isn’t this nice?” Alfred just nodded, and Matthew continued, leaning close so his lips ghosted over Alfred’s. “Don’t you wish it could always be like this?” Alfred nodded again, swallowing.
“Yeah. In fact…” He looked over his shoulder at where his hands were bound behind him. “My ring. Get my ring off my finger.” Matthew raised a brow, but reached over, sliding the ring off, looking at it with disdain.
“What do you want this for, Al?” He scowled slightly looking at it. Sure, it was nice enough, but it wasn’t what Alfred deserved. No, he deserved the best that money could buy.
“I want you to give it back to Ivan for me.” The words tumbled slowly from his mouth.
“It’s not worth it!” New York struggled in his seat behind them. “Don’t give in like this!” Matthew looked over at New York and scowled, then looked back to Alfred.
“Are you just giving in? You don’t really love me?” Alfred shook his head frantically.
“Of course I love you, Mattie! You know I wouldn’t lie about that!” Matthew frowned as he searched Alfred’s expression again.
“Kiss me.” Alfred licked his lips lightly, swallowing.
“Kiss you.” Matthew frowned more. Panicking, Alfred leaned forward, pressing his lips against Matthew’s. After a moment, Matthew pulled away, nodding.
“Alright. I’ll give it back to Ivan. What should I tell him? He’ll be suspicious if I do.” Alfred shook his head.
“Tell him that there’s no way I could ever really love him. Did he really think I would forget our past so easily? The thought of marrying him makes me sick. I couldn’t even bear to look at him, so I asked you to do it.” He shook his head, fighting off a sudden wave of sleepiness.
Matthew nodded silently and turned, heading back upstairs. Alfred listened carefully as the footsteps trailed across the house. The front door opened and closed and the footsteps were gone. All was silent in the basement for a few minutes. Finally, after it seemed like enough time had passed, Alfred spoke in what he hoped was a steady tone.
“Arizona, Alaska. We’re gonna play the next part of the game while Uncle Mattie is gone. You have to untie New York, okay?” Alaska looked over from where he still playing with the happy meal toys.
“Okay, Daddy!” He hopped up and ran over to New York, working on untying the ropes that had been used on him. Arizona went over to America, climbing into his lap.
“What about you, Daddy? Why can’t we untie you?” Alfred smiled lightly.
“Because I have to be here so he doesn’t hurt any of you.” Arizona frowned, resting his head on Alfred’s chest, holding his shirt. “I’m scared, Daddy. Why is Uncle Mattie doing this?” Alfred shook his head.
“I don’t know, Arizona. I wish I did.” Alfred frowned. He looked over at Alaska, who was fumbling with the last of the knots around New York’s wrists.
As soon as he was untied, New York ran up the stairs, not needing further instructions from Alfred. He knew he had to get out of there and get help; the other states, another country, anyone. He rushed out to the living room and skidded to a halt.
“Why are you here?!” Matthew just smirked as he raised up the gun he had been waiting with.
“Because I knew you would be.”
Alfred’s heart dropped into his stomach like lead as the shot rang out, reverberating through the whole house. He didn’t need to see it to know what happened. A part of him just died.
Re: Alpha (4b/?)
anonymous
May 27 2010, 06:11:39 UTC
Holy shit, dude. I'm not as classy as the anon before me, sorry. I'd forgotten about this fill, and I'm so glad I started following the fills list again. *_*
... Also, omfg. Why so creepy, Canada? T_T This is what happens when the passive-aggressive finally explode? DX
"You were out late today. Date with Ivan?" Alfred nodded a bit slowly as he walked over.
"Yeah...We decided to go see a movie after dinner. Where's New York? He was supposed to be babysitting the kids." Matthew set his mug down, looking over.
"Oh, well. He wasn't sure when you'd be back, so I told him I'd stay and keep an eye on the kids. They were already in bed anyway, eh." Alfred nodded again.
"Right. Well then, next question. What...what are you doing here?" Matthew smiled and got up, walking over to him.
"Oh, well. I thought I should...apologize...for earlier. I could have found a more sensitive way to tell you that you obviously aren't in love with Ivan." Alfred frowned a bit. Did he really have to spell it out for him? He reached over, taking hold of his hands. "You know, you didn't have to be afraid to tell me. Why go through the trouble of getting married to someone you don't love, just to get my attention?" He frowned as Alfred pulled his hands away.
"Wh-what?! Are you crazy, Mattie? I'm not-- Why would I be trying to get your attention? I always have your attention. You follow me like some kind of lovelorn-- Oh." Matthew frowned as Alfred crossed an arm over his chest and rubbed his face with the other hand. It was obviously that Alfred realized his feelings for him, so why wasn't he smiling joyfully as he pulled him into one of his bone-breaking bear hugs? Why wasn't he returning them?
"Al-" Alfred held up a hand, cutting him off, and put the hand on his shoulder.
"Mattie, I love you. You know that. But not like that! You're my brother! And yeah, sure, we had that fling a while back. But we were drunk! It didn't mean anything. You're- you're confused. Now come on. Why don't you go ahead and sleep in the guest room, and I'll get you a ride home in the morning." Alfred tried to turn him towards the stairs, but Matthew planted his feet firmly. He was confused? It meant nothing to him? He reached up, grabbing his wrist.
"No, Alfred. You're the one that's confused. Ivan's been playing some mind game on you, and you-" He laughed, shaking his head, tightening his grip as Alfred tried to pull away. "You're such an idiot. It's so easy for you to be led astray. Don't worry, Alfred. Brother. I'll help you see. You love me."
Alfred brought his other hand up, pulling and trying to loosen Matthew's grip, when he suddenly stopped and locked eyes with Matthew.
"Where's New York? Alaska, Hawaii, Arizona, New Mexico. Where are they? What did you do?" His eyes were filled with passion as he grabbed Matthew’s shoulders, gripping them tightly. “What did you do to my states?!”
Matthew just smiled. It seemed he understood after all.
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And gods is Canada all sorts of creepy.
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I totally have a thing for sketchy!Canada. XD
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"Alfred! I brought some lunch for you and the kids! It's McDonald's! Your favorite." He walked over to where Alfred was chained tightly to a chair, struggling to break free. His yells were muffled by the gag in his mouth. To the side, New York was glaring at Matthew as the youngest states, tied up beside him, cried. He walked over and rustled Alaska's hair, smiling.
"Hey buddy. Uncle Mattie brought you your favorite kid's meal, and it has a really cool toy! Did everyone follow the rules while I was gone?"
"Yeah! But Hawaii's been crying really loud. I don't think she likes the game." He hopped out of his seat and held out his hands. Matthew smiled and gave him his kid's meal.
"Go sit down at the table." Matthew looked at the remaining bags in his hands and frowned. "Uh oh. Alaska, it looks like Uncle Mattie only remembered to get one more kid's meal! So you have to help me out." He motioned to the other states, who had stopped crying and were watching fearfully. "Who is your favorite sibling that you think should get to eat it?" He looked over as Alfred started yelling through his gag again and smiled, walking over, taking it out.
"What the hell is your problem?! You're going to starve my kids?! What kind of sick bastard are you? I don't know what I ever did to you, but you leave them out of this! They didn't do anything!" Matthew smiled, setting his hand on Alfred's cheek. He really was so naive.
"Oh Alfred. Dear, sweet, stupid Alfred. You're wrong. They have everything to do with it. Every one of them, even sweet Alaska, who I love dearly, is the product of another one of your meaningless relationships. Did you ever tell them? How they mean nothing to you?" Alfred glared.
"I said what happened between you and I meant nothing! My kids mean the world to me!" Matthew laughed and his hand slid from Alfred's cheek to his chin, gripping it tightly as he leaned in, practically purring.
"Such harsh words! It's okay. I know you're just putting up a front, but you don't have to! We're all family here, right?" He turned to look at the other states, who nodded hurriedly. New York turned, looking away, unable to say anything around the gag. Matthew frowned watching him, then turned to Alaska, who was watching everything while chewing on his fries.
"Did you pick who you want to eat with?" Alaska nodded and pointed to Arizona.
"Arizona always plays games with me and shares his toys with me." Matthew nodded and walked over to Arizona, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Uncle Mattie is going to untie you, and you're going to sit down with Alaska and eat. Then, you're going to sit in your chair again. If you follow the rules of the game, you won't get tied up again. Do you understand?" Arizona looked to Alfred, who nodded, before looking up at Matthew nodding. Matthew smiled and ruffled his hair. "Such a good kid, playing with Alaska all the time. He's always telling me how lonely he is." He untied Arizona and gave him his meal. Arizona reached up with one hand, pulling off the gag and hurried over to the table, sitting next to Alaska.
"Hurry and see what toy you got! I have this one already." Alaska took Arizona's bag, pulling out the toy before he handed it back to him. Matthew turned and walked over to Alfred again.
"Don't worry. I haven't forgotten about you. I got you your usual. Four hamburgers, a fry, and a Coke. Hm. But you're all tied up." Alfred frowned and shook his head.
"No. I don't want it. Give it to the kids, since you 'forgot' their meals." There was a fire in his eyes and Matthew reveled in the chill it sent down his spine.
"But, you need to eat! After all, if we're going to add to our happy family, you'll need to be in your best shape." Alfred's narrowed.
"I can't have anymore states! Where would I have one?!" Matthew blinked. That was true. All the land in the world was claimed at this point. He couldn't just have a state. Well, that left only one thing to do.
"Well, then I guess we'll just have to replace a few others, won't we?" He set the bag on Alfred's lap and turned, walking towards New York, who started trying futilely to move his chair away, yelling through his gag.
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Oh gods...this is...just...yeah...no words for how creepy Canada is being and how amazing (and potentially heartbreaking) this fic is going to be...
*whimpers*
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xD I do like this fanfiction. I hope Russia is able to swoop in and save the day.
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“Yes!” Alfred practically screamed it, as he watched helplessly. He swallowed, and it felt thick and heavy dropping down his throat. “It would be…so…romantic, Mattie…” He licked his lips, glancing to where New Mexico and Hawaii were watching, tears streaming down their cheeks. This wasn’t the Uncle Mattie they knew. This wasn’t him. This was…he didn’t know what this was. “Mattie…please…stop hurting him. It’s not necessary. You’re…you’re right. I do love you. I just-“ He paused as Matthew turned to look at him, his grip on New York’s hair loosening.
“You just what? Don’t love me the way I want you to? Is that what you’re going to say?” The sharp edge that had been there just moments before was gone. Matthew was quieter, more somber. Had he finally realized what he was doing? Come back to his senses? Alfred leaned back against his seat as Matthew turned to look at him. “Please don’t tell me that’s what you were going say. It wasn’t just a fling, Al. Right? You love me, just like I love you.” He knew he did. He just had to make Alfred see it.
Behind them, Arizona ate his food slowly, taking everything in. Alaska had ignored the rest of his meal in favor of playing with their toys. The food was like lead in his mouth as he realized what was happening, but there was nothing he could do.
“Of course I love you, Mattie. You’re right. I…I don’t like Ivan at all, but my boss has been twisting my arm behind my back. ‘Oh Alfred, it’s politics, you know how it is.’ It has to look legit though, so I have to play the part.” Alfred smiled weakly and Matthew released New York’s hair. A rumble echoed through the room and Alfred flushed. “I guess I am a little hungry.” If there was any relief when Matthew started walking over to him, he refused to let it show.
“Al…” Matthew reached over, cupping Alfred’s face lightly, searching. He had to assure himself that Alfred was telling the truth. “…I’ll help you eat.” Alfred glanced over at his states again and sighed, nodding. He had to keep them safe, no matter what.
“Thanks, Mattie.” Matthew smiled and nodded as he picked up the bag from his lap, replacing it with himself. He pulled out the fries, frowning slightly.
“You put up such a fuss that they got cold, Al.” He smiled a bit. “You always do that.” He set them aside to give to one of the kids later and pulled out one of the hamburgers instead. He pulled back the wrapper and leaned close as he held it up to Alfred’s mouth. “Open wide.” Alfred smiled to match Matthew’s, but it never quite reached his eyes as he began eating. Soon, all four of the hamburgers had been eaten, and Alfred was sipping the soda that Matthew was holding up for him.
“Mm.” Alfred plugged the straw with his tongue, indicating he didn’t want anymore. Matthew pulled it away and brought a thumb up to wipe the corner of his mouth. “Mattie…” A finger was placed over his mouth, hushing him.
“Oh, Al. This is how it should be. You and me, feeding each other meals, sitting together like this. Isn’t this nice?” Alfred just nodded, and Matthew continued, leaning close so his lips ghosted over Alfred’s. “Don’t you wish it could always be like this?” Alfred nodded again, swallowing.
“Yeah. In fact…” He looked over his shoulder at where his hands were bound behind him. “My ring. Get my ring off my finger.” Matthew raised a brow, but reached over, sliding the ring off, looking at it with disdain.
“What do you want this for, Al?” He scowled slightly looking at it. Sure, it was nice enough, but it wasn’t what Alfred deserved. No, he deserved the best that money could buy.
“I want you to give it back to Ivan for me.” The words tumbled slowly from his mouth.
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“Are you just giving in? You don’t really love me?” Alfred shook his head frantically.
“Of course I love you, Mattie! You know I wouldn’t lie about that!” Matthew frowned as he searched Alfred’s expression again.
“Kiss me.” Alfred licked his lips lightly, swallowing.
“Kiss you.” Matthew frowned more. Panicking, Alfred leaned forward, pressing his lips against Matthew’s. After a moment, Matthew pulled away, nodding.
“Alright. I’ll give it back to Ivan. What should I tell him? He’ll be suspicious if I do.” Alfred shook his head.
“Tell him that there’s no way I could ever really love him. Did he really think I would forget our past so easily? The thought of marrying him makes me sick. I couldn’t even bear to look at him, so I asked you to do it.” He shook his head, fighting off a sudden wave of sleepiness.
Matthew nodded silently and turned, heading back upstairs. Alfred listened carefully as the footsteps trailed across the house. The front door opened and closed and the footsteps were gone. All was silent in the basement for a few minutes. Finally, after it seemed like enough time had passed, Alfred spoke in what he hoped was a steady tone.
“Arizona, Alaska. We’re gonna play the next part of the game while Uncle Mattie is gone. You have to untie New York, okay?” Alaska looked over from where he still playing with the happy meal toys.
“Okay, Daddy!” He hopped up and ran over to New York, working on untying the ropes that had been used on him. Arizona went over to America, climbing into his lap.
“What about you, Daddy? Why can’t we untie you?” Alfred smiled lightly.
“Because I have to be here so he doesn’t hurt any of you.” Arizona frowned, resting his head on Alfred’s chest, holding his shirt.
“I’m scared, Daddy. Why is Uncle Mattie doing this?” Alfred shook his head.
“I don’t know, Arizona. I wish I did.” Alfred frowned. He looked over at Alaska, who was fumbling with the last of the knots around New York’s wrists.
As soon as he was untied, New York ran up the stairs, not needing further instructions from Alfred. He knew he had to get out of there and get help; the other states, another country, anyone. He rushed out to the living room and skidded to a halt.
“Why are you here?!” Matthew just smirked as he raised up the gun he had been waiting with.
“Because I knew you would be.”
Alfred’s heart dropped into his stomach like lead as the shot rang out, reverberating through the whole house. He didn’t need to see it to know what happened. A part of him just died.
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Welcome back(?) Author-non~!!
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... Also, omfg. Why so creepy, Canada? T_T This is what happens when the passive-aggressive finally explode? DX
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It only gets worse from here. Poor guy. He totally cracked.
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