Our Happy Family
"A-America? France... Canada?" I wiped my eyes and saw the three men standing over me... a little too close.
"Will tu all back up? Bloody hell it feels like I'm a bug under a microscope!"
"Ahh seems like we had anything to worry about~ Angleter is fine~!"
"Yes but France... England, he could've been ill, his stocks have been going down- it also didn't help that tu and America kept fighting over where we'd take him..."
"Hey dude, he's fine! And at least we took him to your house tu should be skipping and canto some weirdo Canadian song!"
I glared at them then I sat up rubbing my temples feeling a dizzy spell falling over me.
"Uhg... I hate this day... why are tu here especially America?" I rose a eyebrow suspiciously since he never does anything for my benefit why would he start TODAY of all days? The día he oh so loves to brag about like a bloody idiot.
"Well, its cuz tu NEVER visit me on this día and I wanted to see you! Dude tu shouldn't be such a sore loser-" I felt myself fall a bit más into despair... why does he act like such a arse sometimes?? But he was cut off por Canada hitting him on the back of his head.
"Ow! Why'd tu do that Mattie??"
"Because your being rude! tu know how England feels about this day.."
"Hehehe good job Mattieu~ Now tu and tu brother go outside like good boys! Me and Arthur have something to talk about~"
I gave the frog a look and he kept his 'Rape-Face' look on.
"Touch me Frog and I'll start another 100 years of war! Nhg!" I held my side, it was hurting again... damn tu 4th of July!!! DAMN INDEPENDENCE DAY!
"Oui~ Oui~ tu are in non condition to fight Angleter~ Just lay back and..."
"Dude your so creepy..." America gets in front of him and leans in closer to me, and that just makes me a bit too nervous so I back up to the headboard... and he crawls on the cama til were right up to our noses!
"A-Al?? Um Al, what're tu doing to England...??" Canada dicho but I coulnd't see him, and I'm pretty sure America just ignored him because of the intensity of his eyes he was looking for something.
"A-America? Would tu mind... w-would tu kindly b-back up a bit?" I tried to keep my breathing level steady but it was hard with how close he was and I could feel my face heat up.
"Hey! America! England dicho to back off!" France put a hand on America's shoulder but America was steady as a rock.
"Iggy... are tu seriously sick o are tu messing with me like that time tu faked your death?" I blinked and glared at him
"I am NOT sick, and don't bring that up! I'm still mad at your response!!!" I kicked his chest and he finally retracted and I sighed getting up and going to the bathroom- with someone RIGHT behind me..
"Frog Face you'd better go away in the siguiente 2 segundos o else tu will become a women in the siguiente 3 seconds!" He puts his hands up defensively
"Angleter~ I was just going to make sure tu wouldn't fall over and die~ I might get blamed for it!" Suure. Hell yes he would though, bloody Frog.
I slammed the door shut hearing a thud and some french words and him cussing.
"Serves that wine guzzling bastard right..." I walk over to the sink counter and run the water feeling the coolness of the liquid run over my skin and cease the burning feeling inside me from just that one splash to my face.
"I'm so... exhausted. Bloody July 4th... I better just kick those annoying pricks out and sleep until its Augest I mailed those twits gift for nothing..." I hear someone speak up from the door in a calm voice
"E-England? Its me, Canada... tu remember who I am right?" I feel a twinge of guilt hit me. I do often forget the poor Lad, but I say nothing as silence hangs in the air crushing me as the droplets of water fall off my chin.
"Well...I thought tu wouldn't answer, but could tu come out? We have something we all want to tell you." I hate that Matthew still holds such a sweet and innocent tone, just as he did when he was a child, my gut says go to him, maybe maternal instinct but my mind yells for me to tell the git to shut his trap and for them all to get out.
Last time I listened to my mind, I lost Alfred to Francis, and Matthew eventually followed. Oh how we all grew so far apart still escapes me...
"Alright..." I wipe the remaining water off my face and prepare to face them, I usually dont get this worked up over them, but they were the people I once called 'family'. I take a deep breath and open the door and what I see amazes me, sickens part of me, and confuses me whole. "W-What the bloody hell?!"
Our... Dysfunctional Family?
