#2p!amecan

[cyclopsfrance]

ok so um that last post inspired me and i dont have anywehre else to put this

au in which Matthew is apprenticing as a florist (under shop owner Mr. Kirkland ofc), meanwhile next door Matt and Al co-own a body mod parlour they started up themselves (Matt does tattoos and Al does piercings).

and then Alfred works at the gym across the street as a very enthusiastic fitness instructor

and maybe down on the corner there's a quaint little French cafe run by Francis

Alfred is also hard at work on a kinesiology degree from the local university, but he's only doing classes part time & online where possible so he can focus on his job.

Matthew & Alfred are about 20, Al and Matt are like 22/23 respectively, Francis and Arthur are approaching their 30s.

Matt and Al live in the second story of their shop, Matthew lives a ways away and he has to take the bus to work all the time. Alfred lives a little closer but he still has to bus to work (when the weathers bad and he can't jog), and wouldn't u know it, its the same bus as Matthew! Arthur and Francis both live in a rather posh neighbourhood not too far away from each other and theyre always competing in really petty ways (ie. who can come up with the more insightful comment in book club or bring the better dish to the neighbourhood potluck. Francis can't hope to top Arthur's garden, but he makes up for it by keeping his house immaculately styled inside and out, and bringing the nicest dainties to book club)

Matt and Al have been begrudging bffs & occasional fuck buddies since high school. theyve never really labeled their relationship beyond that, which is getting a little complicated now that they live together...  Matthew and Alfred knew each other when they were little but went to different high schools and lost touch. and then Arthur and Francis knew each other (and "knew" each other) from way back but refuse to acknowledge one another except for bitingly

one day Matthew grabs breakfast on his way to work and offers Arthur one of his scones and Arthurs like 'oh this is quite nice isn't it' and Matthews tells him he got it from the cafe down the street and Arthur just chOKES

Al can't figure out why the gym is so popular lately until one of his clients mentions there's a cute new trainer so Al goes to check it out and immediately enrols in an aerobic class when he sees Al

Matt keeps seeing Matthew walking around/at the cafe and he thinks hes really cute but sometimes he's carrying flowers so Matt figures he probably has a gf (:c) until one day he passes by the florist and sees Matthew behind the counter and is like OH.

Alfred keeps going to the cafe after work/during his breaks bc its soooo gooooooodd and he jokingly complains to Francis (who he doesnt even know really) that he's gonna get fat and so Francis is like 'hon hon hon well maybe next time we should go to your place ;)' and Alfred just assumes he means the gym so hes like 'hell ya dude!!' and before Francis knows whats happening he's been signed up for a gym membership????? which he mostly uses as an excuse to scope out cuties bc lbr he's not gonna let anyone see him get all sweaty and gross lol

AND YA then just. a bunch more romantic & platonic hijinks ensue. (fruk and 1p2pamecan are prob endgame but who knows what might happen before then) and everyone ends up happy by the end yaaaay

[himbogimli]

Why can't there be more 2p!amecan in this world?

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Reassembled - 2P!CanAme Ficlet Part Three (Final): The Right Decision

I stared at the ground silently.

I heard Matt shift on the couch. I heard him stand up and take a step towards me.

".... I missed you too, Alfie..." He whispered softly.

My head snapped up to look at him. "M-Matt..." I took a hesitant step closer.

Suddenly Matt met me halfway, and pulled me into a tight hug. I felt him bury his face in my neck and I let my eyes shut.

I squeezed him, remembering the days when we were little and we would hug like this all the time. I remember clinging to Oliver's apron and running into Matt's arms when I was picked on. I chuckled softly, even if I was older than him, he always seemed to be the one taking care of me.

He rocked us back and forth, humming softly.

"Why did you choose me? I mean, Matt, you care about the doe eyed blonde so fucking much."  I pulled away, hesitant, unsure if I really wanted to hear the answer.

"Alfie, you're my fucking brother, for christ's sakes... I'm not going to let them take you from me." He stared at the ground for a moment. "If the world were to burn to the ground, I'd only have you to stand by, because you are.. the closest person to me, Al.. dumbass.. I've been through so fucking much with you, I'm not going to trade all the years for anything..."

I felt myself tear up. "D-don't fuckin' say shit like that, Matt."

Matt looked away, biting his lip, "I mean every fucking thing I say, Al. I don't want you getting some ridiculous thought that I only chose you because I had to or something equally stupid as that." The Canadian faltered. "I chose you because I need you... I... I love you, Alfie." He whispered.

I stared at him, my heart beating rapidly. 

I couldn't remember a time when anyone had ever told me they loved me. Not Oliver, not Francis, not any of my partners, not even Matt himself.

I had to breathe. "M-Matt..."

I watched him kick invisible dust, his hands shoved in his pockets, refusing to look at me.

My lips twitched a smile. "Heh... I love you too, Matt."

I grinned widely then, "Hey, we should fuck."

Matt glared, "Is that all you ever think about?"

I wiggled an eyebrow suggestively at him.

The Canadian rolled his eyes, scoffing. "Fucking hopeless..."

He paused on his way leaving the room, looking straight into my eyes. "Alfie... I made the right decision."

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Reassembled - 2P!CanAme Ficlet Part Two: Questions

 "Al.. goddammit you fucker, haven't you heard of knocking?" Matt hissed at me, having jumped up to the slamming sounds of the door.

"You didn't fucking think to call me, did you? You were fucking missing! You asshole!" I nearly screamed at him, stomping over.

"I just got back. Excuse me for not calling, Al." He growled coldly, sitting back down.

The tone sent chills of hurt down my spine, but I refused to show or acknowledge it.

"Oliver says you's been here for over two weeks! Two fucking weeks! Not that I was fucking worried or anything!" I snarled at him, taking another step forward.

I hated this feeling, feeling like a nagging wife. He probably wanted nothing to do with me, but my fucking stubborn nature didn't allow me to stand down.

I watched him pinch the bridge of his nose. He looked much the same as he always had. Annoyed. Irritated. Tired. But there was a slightly haunted look in his eye...

Where did you go, Matt? What were you doing? Did you find your counterpart? Do you regret your decision? I had so many questions, so many that I was sure I didn't want the answer to.

"Alfie, you don't fucking understand. I didn't realize it's been two fucking weeks. Okay? I really didn't." His tone and voice softened towards the end and he stared at some fixed point on the wall.

I looked away, trying to hold all my emotions back.

"Just... I just...." I whispered quietly, staring at the ground. "I missed you, Matt."

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Reassembled - 2P!CanAme Ficlet: Part One: Eight Months

(Just a little note. This is a little ficlet about after the event that's going on with ask 2P!America and ask 2P!Canada, where Matt is given the choice between 2P!America and 1P!Canada. 2P!Canada chose 2P!America and then is going through three trials to bring 1P!Canada back. This is after Matt returns from Limbo. Alfie is 2P!America and Matt is 2P!Canada. There will be two or three parts, and it is based off an rp with a friend. I hope you enjoy it~ REWRITTEN IN FIRST PERSON NOW.)

2P!America's point of view.

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Eight months.

Eight fucking months.

I angrily stomped up the porch to the Canadian's house.

Eight fucking months since I'd last heard from him.

I flung open the door, my fucking emotions were everywhere at that moment. I was scared, breathless, sad, frustrated, annoyed, and oh so very angry.

I had been surprised and terrified when Matt had chosen me over that baby faced blonde, but I had also been touched.

To think that Matt actually cared about me that much... To think that he actually loved me... Loved me more than his other half.

But I had also been upset, Matt loved his stupid little 1P counterpart, I was far too aware of this. He adored the shy blonde... So why did he chose me?

Eight months.

He had been missing for over eight months.

When I had caught wind that he'd been back for over two weeks, I'd been both furious and terrified...

The fucking bastard hadn't even had the nerve to call either.

It scared me. What if he never wanted anything to do with me now? What if this entire thing proved to him how useless I was, how much of a bother.... what if he regretted choosing me?

But I couldn't dwell on that now. I threw open his door and stormed towards his living room. The faint sound of the television only further fueling my emotions.

Eight fucking months. Matt had a lot of explaining to do.

[alex-kun-blog]

 These two I love them ahhh

shh they are perf

[kurdaa]

is there any good 2P!AmeCan fics? or any at all?

because my OTP has absolutely no love. does anyone know any 2P!AmeCan? 

[kurdaa]

i wish more people shipped 2P!AmeCan and more artists dew 2P!AmeCan