“Hey, guys! HEY! Listen when the hero is speaking to you!”
A chorus of groans rung through the room as every nation begrudgingly turned to listen to whatever America had to say.
The American grinned brightly and slipped his arm around England’s shoulders. “Me and England are a couple!”
There was a brief silence and then everyone went back to what they were doing before as if nothing happened.
America blinked and England’s face went red.
“Hey, were you listening, you arseholes? This oaf and I are lovers!” England shouted above the buzz of noise in the conference room.
France sighed, and turned to give the two nations a bored look. “Yes, and?”
“Um…” Was America’s brilliant reply.
“You’ve been together for decades, haven’t you?” Japan asked calmly, and every other nation nodded in agreement.
England sputtered like a dying engine while America burst into laughter.
“Why are you laughing?! This isn’t funny!” England turned to give America a scandalized look.
“Of course it is! I was worried for nothing!” America wheezed and clutched at his stomach, only to start up again when he saw England’s irritated face with those eyebrows of his so close together they were like one big caterpillar on his face.
England scowled and punched him in the arm. “Bastard.”
“Love you, too!” America exclaimed and dragged England into a kiss right in front of everyone.
“Please. Get a room or let me watch,” France said with a wink.
England roughly shoved America off him and walked over to France to casually lean over him with a sly grin on his face. “Sorry, frog, but that privilege is mine and mine alone.”
America flashed England a thumbs up, earning one in return, and moved to his usual spot at the front of the table to spout off more of his ridiculous ideas.
It had been a rough ride, but he’d gotten his happy ending after all.
Change the World! 8c/8
“Hey, guys! HEY! Listen when the hero is speaking to you!”
A chorus of groans rung through the room as every nation begrudgingly turned to listen to whatever America had to say.
The American grinned brightly and slipped his arm around England’s shoulders. “Me and England are a couple!”
There was a brief silence and then everyone went back to what they were doing before as if nothing happened.
America blinked and England’s face went red.
“Hey, were you listening, you arseholes? This oaf and I are lovers!” England shouted above the buzz of noise in the conference room.
France sighed, and turned to give the two nations a bored look. “Yes, and?”
“Um…” Was America’s brilliant reply.
“You’ve been together for decades, haven’t you?” Japan asked calmly, and every other nation nodded in agreement.
England sputtered like a dying engine while America burst into laughter.
“Why are you laughing?! This isn’t funny!” England turned to give America a scandalized look.
“Of course it is! I was worried for nothing!” America wheezed and clutched at his stomach, only to start up again when he saw England’s irritated face with those eyebrows of his so close together they were like one big caterpillar on his face.
England scowled and punched him in the arm. “Bastard.”
“Love you, too!” America exclaimed and dragged England into a kiss right in front of everyone.
“Please. Get a room or let me watch,” France said with a wink.
England roughly shoved America off him and walked over to France to casually lean over him with a sly grin on his face. “Sorry, frog, but that privilege is mine and mine alone.”
America flashed England a thumbs up, earning one in return, and moved to his usual spot at the front of the table to spout off more of his ridiculous ideas.
It had been a rough ride, but he’d gotten his happy ending after all.
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