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"Do I have to?" Matthew lowered the pistol in his hands. The boy was a passive child, yes he got rough with his younger brother at times but that's just how siblings are. "Alfred, I don't want to fight anymore." The violet eyed blonde hair male whimpered. Fighting was not his thing. He just wanted to go back to his country and cuddle with his polar bear.
"If you leave now, we're no longer brothers." Alfred raised his own pistol at his brother.
"Then, we're no longer brothers." Matthew let the heavy metal fall from his hand. It landed on the cement with a loud clang. "I refuse to fight anymore. Arthur did well raising us. It wasn't his fault he lived so far away." The Canadian excuacuted an about face. His ahoge was changing limbly between his eyes.
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Alfred was shooting at him. "TRAITOR! I HATE YOU! NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE ON AMERICAN SOIL AGAIN! I HOPE YOU DIE!" The American boy bit into his lip and pulled the trigger again; hitting his target on the shoulder. The tears had begun to flow freely down his dirt covered cheeks. "ASSHOLE!" Matthew gave no response to Alfred's yelling and screaming. He just wanted to go home. His shoulder was wet, the crimson fluid of life was seeping through his shirt. The Canadian closed his eyes and trudged his way across the border. Once he was off American soil he collapsed.
"Who are you?" Kumajirou had been awaiting his masters return.
"I'm a horrible brother."
"Who?" Kumajirou nudged Matthew's leg, just below the knee.
"Oh Kumajirou." Matthew burird his face in the polar bears scruff, his own tears threatening to spill.
"Canada." The small white polar bear shook his head, grew to the size of a full grown polar bear and began his way home. His master Matthew Williams, personification of Canada older brother to Alfred F. Jones, personification of America, was snug on his back.