Book of Memories

Chapter 9: Those you can't see, will punch you.

Alfred was chatting with his brother, sitting in Ivan's lap as usual when the crack of book being opened sounded. Everyone looked up to see Germany opening the book.

"Who vants to read?" Germany asks

"I would like to." Matthew said softly, he was ignored.

"I will read." Arthur says and he takes the book. "The first journal entry is by...I can't read it..."

"Why not?" Francis asks

"It's not in English..." Arthur responds

"What language is it?" Japan asked

"Not a civilized one." Arthur said bitterly.

The book was passed around until landing in Alfred's hands and unlike the others he actually reads it.

"Ah, this is my journal entry." Alfred said with a smile "Strange it wasn't translated..."

"Bloody hell." Arthur said

Dear diary,

I love my big brother, he's amazing! Kanata and I went hunting today, we got a lot this time! It should last us some time. He was the one who taught me to use a bow and arrow, he's amazing.

He's also really, really funny! I love my big brother and never want another one. I love Kanata no matter what.

Sincerly,
Maska.

"Or, at least that's the rough translation." Alfred said with a small smile.

Matthew meanwhile smiled and ruffled his brother's hair, Alfred smiled back. "We are twins though... You made me sound a lot older eh."

"I mean, I was a child and the world was pretty small back then." Alfred said innocently

During their conversation that seemed pretty one sided to most countries, the book was passed back to England who sighed when the next entry was at least English.

"This is Russia's." Arthur said dryly

Dear Diary,

You do not know true fear, until you find yourself on an ice rink with Matvey. He is terrifying on the ice, and his aura is larger than my own.

Alfredka had warned me about it in a friendly, don't do this moment. But, when the invitation came I said yes. I wanted to know my possible future brother-in-law. 

I learned many things, 1 listen to Alfredka when he warns me not to do things, 2 never play hockey with Matvey again. And most importantly never go to Canada during hockey season.

Sincerly,
Ivan Braginsky
Russia.

There was a lot to unpack there, many people wondering who Matvey was. As expected from them.

"See, what did I say Vanya." Alfred grumbled

"You guys wanna play some hockey?" Matthew teased

"Nope, not gonna happen Mattie sorry." Alfred said and Ivan nodded quickly. Matthew just laughed.

"Also, future brother-in-law eh?" Matthew prodded and both Alfred and Ivan flushed.

Cassidy, she appears from god knows where, her seat probably and takes a picture. Torrie, well she was watching over Matthew, the two states selectively drifting into the background.

"Next is the frog." England said

Dear diary,

Ah, mon petit Canada...I'm sorry, I tried to fight for you. I really did. Yet, you were given off to England without mon consent...

At least you'll be with ton frère now, that's something. I hope you can mend the relationship we tore apart when we colonized you two.

Sincerely,
Francis Bonnefoy
France.

"Papa..." Matthew said softly, he had been hurt when England took him but he never realized France actually cared.

"Mon petit." Francis said just as softly, the two then hug for a moment. Quietly. For the first time, they seemed to notice the Canadian was there. Many were shocked.

Torrie smiled for reasons...Yes, reasons...Cassidy side hugged her and pats her shoulder. Alfred watched with a smile, Ivan wrapped his arms around Alfred because he wants attention. Alfred places his hands on top of Ivan's to give said affection. Torrie and Cassidy observed them with matching smiles.

Canada and France had a quiet conversation in French before sitting down once more, the others look at Arthur who still has the book.

"Ah, yes. Next is Romano's." England mutters

Dear diary,

I can feel for that Canadian bastard, when I remember him. Awful habit of dissapearing. We are both overshadowed by our much louder and annoying brothers.

But, both are stupidly loveable. My stupid brother is nice to be around and America isn't as bad. His little shits though, jeez. I don't know how hamburger bastard manages them all.

Sincerely,
Lovino Vargas
Italy Romano.

"Aww, Fratello!" Feliciano said jumping his brother

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Romano yelled

"Wait, you knew about the bloody states?" England asks

"Obviously, I lived there for a time. Why else do you think Michael speaks so much Italian?" Southie mutters

"That...explains so much." Torrie muttered

"You said it sis." Cassidy confirms

Alfred just kinda shrugged, he already knew. New York was more like Netherlands before Romano came to live with them. NYC still acts like Netherlands mostly though.

"Erm, anyway. This is my last one. It's the Potato chip demon." England said

"Careful England, this is my child you speak of. Don't misstep." Alfred said dangerously, he has beat someone almost to death for openly insulting any of his children. England shivered.

Dear diary,

I don't understand why people forget uncle Mattie, he's the best uncle ever. Not to mention the 2nd best country in the world (USA is obviously the best, Ma's amazing mate.) And Maple is just the best.

Maybe it's cause I live so close, Cassidy doesn't forget him but some select siblings near her do sometimes. Like they forget some of us...

Anyway, Uncle Mattie is the best. 2nd best country, best uncle ever. Prussia will be the awesome uncle one day.

Sincerly,
Torrie Jones
The State of Michigan

"I'll have you know I'm the best country." Matthew said

"Really Mattie, that is not true. We are number one." Alfred said and suddenly music starts.

The three resident American's then start singing "We are number one" and the others look at them like they had finally lost their minds completely.

Ivan watched amused, Matthew just sighed and facepalmed but smiled lovingly. Prussia still hadn't gotten over the awesome uncle thing. Torrie was ignoring said thing as she totally didn't wrote that. Heh, heh.

A/N- Bam! An wild update has appeared, should not have been walking in the tall grass. Haha, anyway maple boy will be back...I don't have any sense of order for this story anymore-

What is editing?

Au revoir!