Alfred woke up first to feel a slight pressure on his right side, looking over to his right the American saw his brother curled up to his side. He used Alfred's shoulder as a pillow and his right hand to fist the white woolen shirt that Alfred had on. Matthew looked so peaceful and calm as he was sleeping.

Matthew shifted slightly as a soft snore passed through his lips. Alfred softly chuckled remembering that Matthew would snore softly when he is comfortable when they were kids. Alfred then noticed that his shirt was wet where Matthew was resting his head.

"Dude..... your drooling.... cute!" Alfred whispered to himself.

Matthew mumbled something as a swift kick was delivered to Alfred's knee, shifting in his sleep so his back was facing his twin. Alfred grabbed his knee and started cursing loudly as he hugged his throbbing knee.

"Mm.... Al?" Matthew muttered while yawning as he sat up.

"Yeah?" Alfred answered, voice slightly strained from the pain.

Matthew looked over and saw his brother hugging his knee. The Canadian cocked his head to the side and raised a brow as he looked at his brother.

"Al? Why are you hugging your knee?"

"Uh...... Cause I'm a HERO and I do what I want and I want to hug my knee!" Alfred said, Matthew just rolled his eyes before getting out of bed and walked out of the room.

Alfred looked at the door with his jaw slightly opened and (Dramatically) gasped in hurt.

"Maaaaaaatttttttiiiiiiieeeeeeee~!!!!!!" Alfred whined.

Matthew snorted at his brothers childishness as he walked into his room and grabbed his glasses before yelping when he was tackled by the American.

"You left me when you asked for me not to leave you alone!! Now your leaving me!!! What the heck bro!"

Matthew started to laugh at the American and lightly punched his chest.

"Al... get off! I'm fine right now cause your with me you hoser!"

As Alfred helped Matthew up off the floor there was a cough. Scaring the twins.

"GHOST!!!"

"Maple!!"

"It's me you bloody twits!!" A very familiar British voice snapped behind them.

Matthew and Alfred turned around to see a floating ball of mist with Arthur in view.... along with the rest of the world.

"EYEBROWS/ARTHUR!!!" the two cried.

"Yes, well..... Where are you two!!! And why are you both dressed like that!!" Arthur shouted.

Matthew looked at Alfred and then out the window and paled. Alfred noticed and grabbed the Canadians arm and guided him to a couch while the mist followed.

"What is wrong with Matthew?" Francis cried.

"Uh.. you see we.... uh.. ummm We're.." Alfred tried to say were they were but the Canadian beat him out of fear and annoyance.

"We are on the Titanic back in 1912 and we are on our way to our doom! Now bring us back!!! I don't want to be on this death trap that everyone calls a Ship!!!!"

"...." Alfred looked at the nations with envy.

Arthur stood there frozen, tears slipped from his eyes. He looked at a silent American and a panicked Canadian who looked paler then Gilbert. Francis looked at Matthew and smiled lightly.

"Matthew you love ships! You loved it when we sailed to my land together! What changed?"

Matthews panicked looked turned into a cold glare that made Ludwig and Gilbert shiver.

"The Empress of Ireland!! Go look it up and I happened to be on that ship when she.... she... I want to go home.." Matthew started out strong but the memories were too much for him.

Francis was confused until Kiku spoke up.

"You were on the ship when it sank?"

Matthew nodded, tears fell from his eyes. All the female nations wanted to pull the Canadian into a hug and wipe his tears away, Ludwig and Gilbert were shocked that the Canadian was scared from being on a sinking ship. The more fatherly type nations (Finland, Sweden, Norway, and China) wanted to protect the two young nations, especially the Canadian.

"Don't worry loves we will help you both, just try to stay away from the front of the boat." Arthur said.

Alfred nodded as he pulled his brother on to his lap as he cried. Francis and Arthur both wanted to be there and comfort the twins but were shocked when Alfred comforted the other like he use to do when they were just colonies.

"How long?"

"A day or two.."

"Can you make it a day?" Alfred asked, Matthew curled closer to the American.

"You can't rush-"

"W-we only... have t-two more... days.... before the 14th of April." Matthew whimpered.

Arthur paled and whipped out his phone and pressed a number for speed dial.

"'Ello?" A thick Scottish spoke.

"Uh... Hello Allistor.. It's me, Arthur."

"OI! Dylan It's Arthur!!!" Arthur's thick eyebrow twitched.

"You Git! This is important! Now Shut it and listen!!" Arthur shouted.

Allistor chuckled and The world groaned.

"What is it? Is it yer cooking cause I can't help ye there cause ye don't listen ta me!" Allistor said.

"It's not that! Alfred and Max(Matthew) are some how in the past and are trapped in 1912 and are on the Titanic and are two days away from the ships 'final' destination! I don't even know how it happened either! Now get your lazy bottoms over here now with the spell books!" Arthur ranted.

His brothers were silent.

"Dylan get Aaron... we got Nephews to save!" Allistor said.

"Yeah no kidding, Matthew must be having a panic attack with being on a boat again. He can't stand being on one, he'll go into a relapse and... that isn't good!"

The nations saw Arthur pale even more before looking at the twins. Matthew had passed out from crying and Alfred was looking at Arthur with hopeful eyes.

"Alfred you need to keep an eye on your brother and never leave him alone on the Titanic! you hear me, he will go into a relapse if you leave him alone and the consequence could be devastating." Arthur warned and Alfred nodded and hugged Matthew to his chest.

"I will Arthur.... please hurry.... I may have wanted to sail on the Titanic but not be trapped like the passengers." Alfred said.

"But I'll be Mattie's Hero!! I'll save him!"

Arthur nodded and the connection faded away. 

Alfred sat in silence and looked at his brother, Alfred smiled slightly at his twin remembering before he gained his independence from Arthur. Matthew would cry every time Arthur would yell in his drunken spats and run to Alfred when it gets to much for him. Matthew would craw into the Americans bed an cling to his brother in fear that Arthur would find him.

Alfred looked out their window and sighed, Alfred couldn't lie, he was terrified about hearing that the ship is going to sink. He remembered when Arthur told him that one of his people had designed a ship that is grand 'a ship of dreams' was how he put it. When the day that the Titanic was suppose to arrive it never showed.

Only passengers from a ship that had the same route as the Titanic arrived. The Daily papers had the news of the death of all those people, Alfred couldn't ignore some of the pricks running up and down his arms from the night and early morning. He still laughed it off as a joke but there was the discovery of the sunken ship but he ignored it do to the fact that he had laughed at Arthur saying that he was a lair.

"Al...?" Matthews soft tired voice spoke up.

Alfred looked down to see his brother looking up with red puffy eyes making his violet eyes stand out more. Alfred smiled at the Canadian as he wiped away his tears.

"Yes Matt?"

"I'm hungry.... are you?"

Alfred chuckled as he helped his brother stand and lead him by the hand to the door.

"Yeah, come on they might still have something."

With that the twins walked to the first class dinning room.

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There is another good chapter!

sorry that it took me awhile, I have other stories that I'm working on and school as well. But hey I have more stuff coming their way! There are hints as too what will happen in the future chapters if I don't forget, but we got a fluffy brotherly moment!!!! Lets all just enjoy America and Canada brotherly moment before it is too late.

Till next time my little chibi readers!