Ah… This is the last chapter, so I'd like to extend some special thanks and shout outs. Thank you to Ookami of Mystery and Panda3035 for being there since the beginning, and thanks to Ookami again for commenting on EVERY chapter (I checked, it's really true!) I appreciate all the love, especially since I only did the first chapter for laughs, and decided to continue it because apparently, people really do love Mattie. YOU'RE NOT INVISIBLE TO US, CANADA!

OH! And whoever first tells me who sings this song gets a Hetalia fanfic of your choice. Nothing above T, kk?

I don't own Hetalia or MLIA. I do, however, own at puzzles. *triumphant pose* Sometimes.

Today, I decided to go work out in our school gym. I'm not the buffest guy, so I just stick to a lighter weight when it comes to bench-presses. Nobody really gives me any crap about it, because usually people don't notice.

For some reason, this one popular chick happened to notice me today. Her name's Natalia, Natalia Arlovskaya. She was Ivan Braginski's little sister (step-parents and all that) and he was one of the scariest dudes in school. He was also a popular football player. She was a cheerleader.

"You know, my brother benches 170." Somehow she'd gotten the idea into her head that they were meant to be together, and, well… Let's just say there's one thing Braginski's scared of.

Natalia would pick now of all times to notice I exist. "I'm happy for you. My brother does too."

This was a slap in the face. Our older brothers were rivals, ever since Alfred (my older brother) had kicked her older brother's ass. Not directly. It was kind of a competition to see who could break the most sport records (the football coach is still begging Al to join the team, as well as the basketball coach, the baseball coach, and pretty much everyone else).

"W-well, my older brother is kind and smart!"

"He's under suspicion for screwing with that Raivis kid and he's a B-student."

She looked about to murder me now. I wonder if the cheerleading coach would let her get away with that. "WELL I'M GOING TO MARRY MY OLDER BROTHER WHEN I GROW UP."

I looked up at her with mild amusement. "Really? So am I." I could have sworn she had a heart attack. Actually, I've never seen anyone run so fast. Antonio, the next guy in line for the bench-press station stood there with his mouth wide open.

"All yours, buddy."

I had some explaining to do to Al that night. "So, hey, Matt…"

I looked up from my homework. My older brother seemed off, but I wasn't sure what was bugging him. "You need something?"

"Ah, well, I heard a rumor at school…" Was-was Al blushing?

"Really? Jeez, someone has got to stop spreading crap around the school. What was it this time?"

"Um…it wasn't exactly a rumor."

"What the hell are you getting at, all? Come out with it already…"

"It was more like Natalia running down the hall screaming about you and I getting married someday."

At this, all color drained from my face. If Pére had been there, he would've hung me out on the drying line. "O-o-oh, th-that's interesting. W-wonder where she g-got that! Ahaha! W-well, I have to g-go shower n-now! Bye!" I practically sprinted for the door, but before I reached it, a hand slammed it shut, trapping me between my older brother and solid, unbreakable wood. Shit.

"So…" He whispered, his voice brushing against my neck. "Would you like to make that official?"

…..I think this is the most openly pairing-ish fic I have EVER written. Holy cracker-fudge. Okay, well, thank you for staying with me until the end! *HUGS* I really appreciate it!

Today I was working out in the school gym. While I was doing a bench-press, some preppy chick proceeded to smugly tell me how her boyfriend benches 170. I said "mine too", and she quickly walked away. I'm a guy. MLIA