Summary: Alfred, like the good brother he is, decides to visit Matthew's place.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of its characters. They belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.

The front door slams open. "'ey! Canadia! Mattie! Matts! Guess who came to visit!" A startled Canadian jolts in his seat, waking the no longer sleeping bear in his lap. He turns to face the door. "Oh... It's just you... Alfred, get over here and close the door. You're letting in the snow."

"Yeah, yeah. Gimme a sec."

"-Actually, while you're there, could you go get the mail? I forgot to this morning," asks Matthew.

"Aw come on, Matt! I took time out of my precious schedule to visit my dear brother and all he does is tell me to do his chores for him? I'm insulted."

Matthew gives his brother a deadpan look. "Alfred, you and I both know perfectly well that you came here to avoid the mountain of paperwork back at your desk. Honestly, I don't see why I keep covering for you. The least you could do is get my mail for me." Alfred puts a gloved hand to his chest. "Matthew, I'm hurt. I came all the way here to visit you when it's fucking freezing, might I add, and I get accused of slacking off?"

"Oh forget it, Alfred. I'll get it then. Sheesh." Matthew gets up and sets Kumajiro down in his seat. He pushes past Alfred and walks out the door.

"Dude... Mattie... Bro... What the fuck?"

"What?" asks Matthew absentmindedly, too preoccupied with using some of the envelopes to brush off the snow from his shorts.

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