Dare Devil

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

AN: Two important things before you read!! 1) Would you rather have Alfred (America) or Gilbert (Prussia) as a mainish character in my next fic? Kinda like Alfred is in this fic, Matthew will still be the main character. 2) I won't be updating, answering comments or anything from July 24th to August 2nd. Vote on my fanfiction page or just leave a comment, I'll keep a tally.

The next morning Matthew was woken up by his brothers loud snoring. It seemed that everything his brother did was loud. Canada slowly sat up and walked into their joint bathroom and took a warm shower. He sighed stepping out and putting a t-shirt and camo pants on. He quickly scribbled a note down for Alfred.

Alfie,

Went to get breakfast. I will bring you something back.

Matthew

Canada left the note on top of his brother’s glasses and quietly left the room. He walked down the hall to the mess hall.

"Hey Matt!" The head cook called as soon as he entered the empty cafeteria. "Heard you were in today! Mind lending me a hand?"

"Sure! Pancakes?" He asked pulling back his hair into a ponytail and putting on an apron.

"What else would we have eh?" The chef laughed and turned back to his task of cutting fruit. Sues chefs started to file into the kitchen lazily starting their daily routine. Matthew finished whipping up a giant batch of batter splitting it off into smaller ones and adding chocolate chips, blue berries and other fruits. Canada finished cooking as soon as an army of military men walked into the cafeteria. He set them out and grabbed a few. He also grabbed a breakfast sandwich for Alfred and poured a couple of coffees before heading back to their room.

Alfred was still asleep and Matthew smirked. He set the breakfast down on the nightstand and went over to the small mini fridge. Canada grabbed an ice cube from the tray and set it on his brother’s cheek. He sat eating his pancakes and watching the ice melt. The water started to drip into his brother’s eyes before he even stirred.

"Ugh, Mattie! Don't put ice on my face!" He said sleepily brushing it off and rolling over. "Too early."

Alfred started to snore again and Matthew sighed. Neither one of the twins were morning people, but Canada knew when he had to get up. He set his now finished plate of pancakes aside and hopped quietly off the bed. He leaned over his brother and whispered, "The red coats are coming," into his ear. America didn't even move. He normally would be up and running down the hall yelling when he heard those words.

Canada sighed again. This time he stepped back as far as he could and leaned over Alfred. He took a deep breath and yelled as loudly as he could into his brother’s ear. The American yelped sitting straight up and looking around. He spotted Matthew and scowled. "I hate you so much fifty one."

"I brought you food."

"Fine. I forgive you!" Alfred laughed spotting the food and taking a bite. Once he finished his food America got up and got ready. Matthew slipped a sweater over his t-shirt. The brothers started to walk to the seminar room.

"So Mattie, what’s your code name?" Alfred asked.

"We don't call them 'code names.' We call them 'call names' or 'call signs. '" Canada corrected.

"Whatever, same thing!" America rolled his eyes. "So?"

"Tall poppy, but we do still call each other by our normal names too." Matthew said. "You're going to need one too."

"How 'bout hero? Or alpha? Eagle? 'Merica? Screaming Eagles!" Alfred rambled on.

"Pick something easy to remember." Matthew suggested.

"Bob." Alfred smiled.

"Really? What about thirteen?" Canada asked.

"Thirteen? As in my thirteen original colonies?" Alfred raised an eyebrow. "I like it!"

Matthew and Alfred continued to walk until they found the right room. The pair quietly entered. The instructor was just about to start reading off the call names.

"Jay- Jared, Tiggy- Tim, Fiasco- Jackson and Zorro- Emily." The teacher called gesturing to each person. "And of course our 'enemy' pilot and spotter Tall Poppy- Matthew and?"

"Thirteen- Alfred." America said with a smile. The instructor nodded and motioned for the pilots and spotters to follow. They walked out onto the Tarmac and Alfred yelped grabbing Matthew as the cold wind hit his skin.

"Dam its cold!" America cursed. The American practically ripped Matthew sweater off him and slipped it over his head. "Where are we? Why is it so cold?"

"An undisclosed location in northern Canada." Matthew said with a smirk. The cold didn't bother him much. Alfred raised an eyebrow. "I have my secrets too."

"I thought you were too polite for secrets." Alfred said.

"Nope." Canada laughed.

"Ladies and gentlemen please go to your planes. Matthew and Alfred will be in the air first." The instructor said. "I am your air boss, call name, Air Head."

The six pilots and spotters started to get into their flight jump suits. Matthew was quickly in his, but Alfred was having trouble. "Mattie, help me."

Canada smiled and rolled his eyes at his brother. Alfred pouted and Matthew sighed. He helped his brother into the suit and into the plane. The Canadian passed him his helmet and got into the front. "I'm guessing you know how to work a radar?"

"Yep. We've got this in the bag!" Alfred laughed.

AN: Next time will be all flying!