GerUk/GerEng Collection

Hidden Talent

   It was another meeting day and as per usual, nothing was getting done (unless giving Germany a headache counted). For one reason or another, the meeting made Germany more tired than usual which led him to call an early lunch. As everyone began filing out to get something to eat, Germany fell back into his seat, rubbing his temples. He was thankful for the silence and with it, his headache began subsiding.

     His peace did not last long as the scratching of a pencil caught his attention. He looked up to meet a familiar pair of bright green eyes looking at him from across the table. England immediately brought his attention back to his paper, scribbling more aggressively than before with bright red cheeks. Normally, Germany wouldn't care about such a small action, regardless if it was a little strange, but there was a growing curiosity as to what exactly the Englishman was so focused on.

     It couldn't be paperwork. England was one of the few who always came to these meetings with everything completed. If it was paperwork, was England okay? Was he sick? Was something in his personal life distracting him? As Germany tried to figure out what the other was up to, he began to worry himself over England. Eventually, he decided it was best to just ask him directly. "Why aren't heading out with the others."

     England jumped slightly at the words, but was quick to recover. "I needed some quiet. Same as you I assume?"

     "Agreed. What exactly are you doing."

     "Nothing."

     "Judging by your focus, it isn't 'nothing.'" Germany swore he saw England's cheek get even redder, but he ignored it for the sake of getting an answer out of him.

     "Fine, I'm just doodling if you really must know."

     "You? Doodling?"

     "Yes. It's just a stress reliever, nothing more." England hissed, throwing a glare at the German for good measure.

     "Can I see?"

     "No."

     Usually, Germany wouldn't be so nosy, but he couldn't help himself when he got up to try to get a better view. England let out a long sigh, "well if you are going to be so persistent, here." He shoved the sheet he was working on in Germany's face. Among the roughly sketched lines, he could make out a mirrored image of his face. Amazing was an understatement, though it was the only word he could think of.

     "Th-this is-"

     "I know...I'm not used to drawing in such detail."

     "What are you talking about? This is amazing!"

     England's frown only deepened as he began to collect his things. "Oh please...You're friends with Italy and Japan for Christ's sake. You've seen so much better."That last remark made something in Germany's chest twist. He knew of very few people who had the level of skill England had and yet, said nation acted as if it was complete trash. "Part of that is true. Italy and Japan are very talented in that department, so I know what I'm talking about."

     England froze for a moment, his hand slightly shaking. Germany took this as a chance to lean over to see the other drawings, each more amazing than the last. Most of them were of himself which made Germany's cheeks go pink, but other than that, he was in awe of them.

     "Thank you," a small whisper came, "Also, sorry for drawing you without permission. I'll stop-"

     "You don't have to. I don't mind." Germany gulped at the thought of what he was about to say, but continued anyway, "I-I mean...o-only if I can keep some."

     For what seemed like the hundredth time this afternoon, England became red in the face, though this time it reached down his necks and to the tips of his ears. "I-I-I think I can arrange that."

     In an attempt to calm both his nerves and England's, he gave a small smile. Though he tried to hide it, England's own smile began to spread on his face. "Well, I'm hungry. How about some lunch lad? I'll pay."

     "S-Sounds good."