Chapter 5
"Did you seriously take me to a Taco Bell?" Canada asked, getting out of the car.
"Yeah, there's something wrong?" Alfred asked confusingly. Did he pick the wrong place to get lunch? God, did America not like Taco Bell? What was wrong with Taco Bell?
"America, we are suppose be celebrating!" Canada exclaimed.
"B-But this place let's animals in," Alfred said, panicking.
"Oh.." Canada said, looking down at the bear in his arms. Alfred let out a smile, while Canada's bear complained it was hungry.
The two went in as they took their orders. It took some polite arguing to who would pay. Canada won, but he gave Alfred a concerned look. Alfred took note to act more childish to be America.
As they were waiting for their orders to be done, America's phone rang. Alfred got it out, he bit his lip at the name. France. Alfred slide his finger to the red icon and put it back.
"Who was that?" Canada asked, before Alfred could dismissed it, Canada's phone rang. He answered with a French greeting. He gave Alfred a raised eyebrow look, before he remove his phone from his ear. Canada was putting Alfred on speaker phone with France.
"Amérique! How dare you ignore moi," France said in a fake heartbroken voice.
"Sorry, dude," Alfred said, rubbing his hand behind his neck.
"Canada, où êtes-vous deux?" France said to Matthew.
"We're at a Taco Bell by our borders, why?" Canada asked. Both Alfred and Matthew were confused.
"Attendez là pour trente minutes, en Angleterre et je viens de débarquer," France replied.
"Wait! You and Arthur are in the states!?" Canada asked, but Francis hung on him.
Alfred could feel his soul leaving his body.