Alfred F. Jones

Today was the day if the meeting. England and France left weeks ago, they seemed fairly pleased to see America better. Whatever happened with America, and the conversation with Canada seemed to be nothing now. Canada had to go back to his own country as well. Alfred did freak out and called him last night, and a flight attendant was heard in the background telling Alfred to get off his phone. Once Alfred landed in Berlin, Germany, Matthew calmed him down.

"It's going to be okay, I'll be there with you," Canada rubbed Alfred's back as they waited for their bags.

"You're amazing!" Alfred cried hugging Matthew.

"You're crushing me!" Canada squeaked out.