I decided to make this listening to this song!
"Alfred?" I ask the american.
"Yes (name)?"
"Can you teach me how to shoot?" I ask him pointing to his millions of guns.
"Hmm sure! After all I'm the hero!"
"That hasn't even got to do with anything!" I laugh.
"Yes it does, its about me, and I matter" hewe huffs.
I giggle.
"Oh Alfred" I sigh happily.
He smiles back.
We then go over to the guns.
"Okay (name) I personally like this one.. A shotgun! For reasons" he smiles picking it up. (I know fuck all about guns and stuff so.. Ya!)
"Okay here ya go dutette" he placed the gun in my hands.
"Okay so aim... Then..... Fire!" He laughs loudly.
His caused me to flinch so I shot upwards scaring a few birds away.
"Shit.." I mumble.
"Hey, it okay" he smiled.
I nod and try again after a few shoots a managed to hit the aim.
"Yay!" I jumped for joy.
"Awesome!" Alfred clapped his hands.
"Like and angel.." He smirked.
I blushed at his comment.
"With a shotgun" I continued.
We soon ended up singing the song together.
"Hey (name)? Will you be my angel?" He asked holding my small hands.
"Yes, yes I will" I blushed.
He leaned forward and placed a loving kiss on my nose.
"You missed" I smirked.
"I know.. That's for later.." He grinned winking.
I blushed furiously.
Well that was kinda crap.. But okay I guess..
