Alfred slouched on his couch, blankly staring at the tv screen as a bit of drool fell down his mouth.
(Unintentional rhyme right there.)
"Alfred." A quiet shy voice called out. His triplet brother stepped in front of the American's gaze.
"Alfred?"
"Alfred!" The Canadian's voice could barely be heard, even though he was yelling. He sighed, deciding to do what he does everyday to gain his brother's attention. He raised the volume on his phone to full blast and played his triplet sister's loud voice recording.
"¡OYE GRINGO! Your brother is trying to talk to you!" It said. Alfred snapped out of his daze and turned to see his twin.
"Oh Mathew, I didn't see you there." The other gave a tired sigh but continued on his mission.
"Anyway, Mathias and Gilbert were asking who's rodeo is better. (Y/n)'s rodeo or your rodeo." Mathew asked shyly. He was startled by his brother's loud laugh.
"Easiest question in the world dude! It's obviously my rodeos!" He let out another laugh until his brother cut in.
"I don't know Alfred, her rodeo's are pretty interesting." The Canadian counter argued, in which he immediately regretted.
"Are you serious dude? I know our sister can be macho and cool at times with her culture, but the hero is the best!"
Speak of the devil and she shall appear. "You talking about me güey?" Mexico said, appearing out of nowhere, popping her head out from behind the doorway.
(I don't know why, but I imagined her saying that with a manly Mexican accent.)
"Hey Mex! We were just talking about you! Our bro here was asking me who's rodeo is better, yours or mine?"
"Well that's an easy answer. ¡Los míos son mejores!"
"Damn Méx, you actually do have a sense of humour!" The American said while laughing.
"When was the last time you competed in a rodeo?" The Mexican woman questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Ummm." He never answered.
"That's what I thought."
"But that doesn't mean anything! My rodeos are way more awesome than yours!"
Out of nowhere, their albino friend appeared. "Did the awesome me hear someone say awesome?"
"Yeah dude. We were just talking about how my rodeos are way better than hers." Alfred said, pointing a finger at his triplet.
They looked at her only to see her giving them the look. "Ahora sé que hablas pura mierda." The two siblings went into a quarrel until finally, Gilbert decided to end this stupidity.
"That's enough you too! This is too much unawesome yelling that my awesome ears can't handle it!" He said, clutching his ears.
Mathew finally spoke up. "How about we judge each of your rodeos and traditions. Except you have to try each others rodeo with your own horses." The trio stopped short at the sound of such a plan.
"¡Eso es!" (Y/n) exclaimed before turning around to Alfred. "We will attend and participate in each other's rodeos!" She held out a hand to him in which he accepted.
"Deal!" He exclaimed, but his determined eyes softened a bit, remembering the natural disasters. "Are you sure you want to do this (y/n)? I mean, we can do it another time, after you've healed up a bit-"
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Fanfiction(y/n) Gomez, is the personification of Mexico. She is a very tough, hardworking, energetic, young country. She's a nice country, but can turn into a cold blooded person. So please, approach with caution. Let's see how she handles obstacles in her l...
