"Yoooooooooooo Mexico, we're dating and stuff," America said.
"Yeah," Mexico said.
"Thats wack as sh*t," America said.
"What are you f*ckin saying to me right now? You wanna f*ckin go dude?" Mexico challenged
"Yeah let's f*ckin go," America said.
"Let's go on a date," Mexico said.
"I'll f*ckin drive," America exclaimed.
"You two confuse and concern me," Canada said.
"Good," they said, walking out the door.
"Soooooo like.......... what now," Mexico said.
"I dunno..... man we're awkward why are we awkward this has never happened before," America said.
"Hmm.... maybe we should go to... the mall? That place has lots of stuff to do," Mexico said.
"Sure," America said. The two drove to the mall, feeling extremely awkward.
"So..... we're dating now," Mexico said.
"Yeah.....," America said.
"......god, why is this so hard? When we were friends we flirted and sh*t all the time!?" Mexico said.
"Maybe we're thinking too much? Let's just be chill. Be ourselves. Just 'cause we're dating doesn't mean things have to change," America said.
"Yeah, that sounds correct," Mexico said. They decided to walk around and window shop, just doing things one might do at a mall. Suddenly, they heard the thing.
"GAY! SINNERS!" Someone shouted, in a distasteful way, pointing at America and Mexico holding hands. People around them either agreed or disagreed with this sentiment. Because 'gay' isn't a bad thing to shout, but this person was specifically doing it in a mean way with the addition of 'sinners' Which I'm pretty sure everyone is.
"Yeah? So?" Mexico said.
"STUPID F-." Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit by a chancla.
"VETE A LA CHINGADA!" Aztec shouted, angrily approaching the man while Spain, Britain and France watched in amusement. Mexico and America happily waved at their parents before continuing on their way.
"Oh hey guys, I heard someone yell 'gay' at you in a demeaning way," Vatican City said, approaching them.
"Ok this conversation is either gonna go bad or I'll be pleasantly surprised," America said. Vatican sighed.
"So many people use the lord for hate nowadays. I just wanted to say that just because I don't quite understand why.... Doesn't mean I see you as sinners," Vatican said.
"Holy crap I didn't expect that," America said. Vatican shrugged.
"I'm trying my best here. It's hard to understand all of it, but I'm trying my best," Vatican said. "After all, since handing all the religious stuff over to the people, it gave me some time to really think about things... and also I don't like being referred to as a 'super straight' because that just sounds annoying,"
"Heh, yep, just wait until you learn what they are," America said.
"Well, see ya, thanks for being less homophobic!" Mexico said. The two continued to walk through the mall, until they decided to just go to the park instead.
"Its beautiful out," Mexico said.
"Not as beautiful as me," America said.
"Meh, you're at least a seven... seven in a half maybe," Mexico said jokingly.
"Ooohhhh when'd you get condescending?" America asked. Mexico smiled.
"We're dating now, I don't have to fight for your attraction," Mexico said.
"Well, I mean, who really was your opponent?" America asked.
"Your own ignorance. You're pretty bad at picking up hints," Mexico said.
"Ok, I'll give you that, but the 'no homos' were a bit confusing," America said.
"I can see that... maybe I should've been more direct. I just didn't think you'd feel the same way romantically," Mexico said. America shrugged.
"Eh, why not. You're cool, and we live together," America said. Mexico was silent for a moment, then let out a sigh.
"Ame.... do you love me?" Mexico asked.
"Of course Mex, haven't I told you-,"
"Is this just a test your doing? Or is our relationship something you're actually invested in?" Mexico asked.
"Mex, of course I'm invested in this relationship... a-am I not doing enough? I can-,"
"No it's just.... I'm just scared.... I've never actually been in a relationship where I genuinely loved the person I was with.... it's terrifying knowing you can just break my heart at any moment...," Mexico said. America stopped walking and held Mexico close.
"I do love you Mex.... I'm sorry if it came off as if I was just thinking of you as a short term partner. I wanna make this work," America said. Mexico cuddled into America's jacket.
"Trece are you finally back?" Mexico said.
"OH SH*T WELL NO NEED TO MAKE ME START SOBBING," America exclaimed, beginning to cry at the mere mention of his old nickname. Mexico laughed sadly, yet happy at the same time.
"I'm sorry... let's just go home... we can just talk," Mexico said. The two started laugh/crying, before making their way back home.
