What is... "Home?" (Hetalia Fanfic, W.A. '13 Finalist)

Chapter 28~!

"Yes, I am awesome!" America declared with a red, white, and blue Mario Kart wheel (custom-ordered) clutched in one hand. I sighed and put my chin in my palm, resting my elbows on my knees.

"Are you Prussian, too?" I changed the subject before he answer the rhetorical question. "I told you I sucked at racing games. Can't we do something else now? You've beaten me twelve times!"

"Alright, what would you rather play?" he challenged, setting down his controller and ejecting the game disk from the console.

I got up on my knees and walked on them to the huge cabinet where he kept all of his games. A white spine with the words "Just Dance 4" caught my eye first, so I grabbed it and looked it over.

"Just Dance? That's pretty fun, but it's kinda girly," America said as he looked over and saw what I'd selected. "I'm not that great at it, either."

My eyes lit up. 'Maybe if I get good at this game then I'll kick his butt for once!' I popped the disk into the Wii and grabbed the first player remote.

~Livin' La Vida Loca, Moves Like Jagger, So What, and Superstition later~

"Muwahahahahaha~" I laughed evilly as my score rocketed up and I won the song against America. "Looks like I'm the awesome one at this game."

"Pfft!" he sputtered indignantly.

I pointed at the screen. "HERO"s score was between two and three stars while "ZIP"s score was above five. "Statistics don't lie, Al."

He rolled his eyes and I giggled, going to another song I liked it and choosing it. "On The Floor" by Jennifer Lopez ft. Pitbull began to play. Alfred dropped out of the game and I played by myself.

~Matthew's POV~

The dishes were done and the kitchen was clean after all the mess I'd made while making breakfast. "That's definitely one way to get noticed: make pancakes," I commented to myself.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Canada!" 'Where are Alfred and Melina?' I wondered, walking down the hall. A cool dance beat led me to the game room, where they both were. Alfred was sitting on the couch and watching Melina, and... Melina...

I could feel myself blush as I watched Melina dance the slightly... well, slightly suggestive dance. She swung her hips around like the dancer on the screen, and I felt my eyes drawn to them. 'No, stop it! What the hell, Matthew?' I yelled at myself in my head. 'She's just dancing! In an... expressive way. Yeah, that's it.'

Then she started singing, mimicking the singer. "Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala~"

'Wow, she sounds amazing.' I sat next to my brother and watched her dance with interest, wondering how well I'd do at this game. 'Maybe not that bad..?' Melina swung her hips along with twisting her hands around like she was grabbing at something, and I blushed again. 'Stupid, knock it off with the weird thoughts about her! What the-?'

"What's with you, Mattie?" Alfred asked me, making me jump.

"W-What do you mean?" I asked, looking at him with some difficulty.

"I dunno, you're really red in the face. You getting sick or somethin'?"

"N-No, I shouldn't be," I said. "I feel fine." 'Mostly.'

"You sure?" Melina asked, looking over her shoulder at me. Her face was flushed with exercise and singing at the same time, but she was grinning with happiness. I found myself grinning right back at her.

"I'm fine. Really."

She turned back to her game and finished it. "Darn! I didn't get five stars."

"Isn't this your first time playing?" Al asked.

"Yeah... But I wanna get five stars, so I'll come back to it and get it then."

Somehow it turned into a tournament and we all played against each other on multiple songs. On the song before the last one -the tie-breaker- Alfred had lost and it was just Melina and I. It was close, but she won in the end. I breathed a heavy sigh and fell onto the couch, Melina right next to me.

"That was fun!" she said happily, smiling wide to emphasize it.

I smiled brightly at her. "It was. Who knew you'd be good at dancing?"

"Well, newer dancing, not anything formal, I'll bet." She shrugged. "I have no idea, but I just watched the dancers and had fun with it."

"Woopee!" Alfred said, and we all laughed.

'No wonder you looked kind of... -dare I think it?- sexy while you danced.'

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Teenage boys, what're you gonna do? XD Sorry, it had to be done. This is a romance story too, y'know. Hahahaha~

Bookie: Yeah, Mattie! Embrace your inner French! X3

Canada: *appalled stare, heavy blush* N-No way!

France: You will one day, mon cher. You will. Ohonhonhonhon~

Canada: Papa! Not you, too! DX

COMMENT VOTE ADD FAN WUVS~!!! I'm on a roll with this part in the story! X3