The Sides Unseen (Hetalia: England One-Shots)

Foolish Thoughts: Act I

Act I (England X Reader)

A/N: Here's a new small series! I know I have been neglecting to do more of these so I came up with this one ^^ Most of my inspiration came from a song that I have been listening to (over and over XD) called Foolish by the vocaloid Gumi [English], its rather catchy even though its subject is a rather sensitive one...so please be sure to read the captions before you watch it (if you do). Anyway, this act may be a little slow pacing (although that could just be me ^^; ) since it's the "prologue" of this series but I do hope enjoy will enjoy it and please don't be afraid to comment and/or fav!! Thank you!! =3=

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"Well fine!" You yelled slamming the front door shut. You had just about enough of Alfred right now, not only was he acting childish but he was teasing your feelings. Your feelings!? Of all things he could have teased he choose to be a smart arse and picked at your precious heart strings. Something that you held close to your heart and soul.

"[f/n]! W-Wait!" You heard his voice yell down to your retreating figure. "I'll stop so please come back inside—"

"No!" You growled over your shoulder. "Not after what you pulled in there! I'd rather freeze out here in the cold then go back inside."

"[f/n]—" He tried again.

"Just," You seethed. "Leave me alone Alfred, I'm not in the mood right now..."

"B-But—" His breath hitched.

"Bye!" You waved before walking down his walkway before making your way down the sidewalk towards anywhere that wasn't where he was. After seeing your figure disappear into the nightly air he slowly sighed and picked out his cellphone from his pocket. If you were going to be going strolling around the city like you were now he was for sure going to have to call for help. Someone he knew that would calm your seething nerves. Dialing the number, he put the phone to his ear, hearing the ringing echo from the device until his annoyed brother picked up with a small groan.

"Hey Arthur..." He sighed. "I got a favor to ask of you..."

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(Arthur's POV)

"What? A favor?" My eyebrows drew a line. "What kind of favor?"

Within the next few sentences I finally understood, somehow my idiotic brother had made [f/n] rather upset and now she was roaming the city in a seething matter. And well, Alfred thinks that I'm going to be medicine to her wounds... Sorry to disappoint you Alfred, but I'm nowhere near to what you ask of me...

"Why me?" I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose already feeling the throb of a headache coming on.

"Because bro," His voice pinched through the phone. "You're the only one who can."

"How so?"

"Weeell," He hesitated leaving nothing but static between us two.

"Alfred," I warned. I wasn't in the mood for his games.

"Okay, okay," I could visualize him backing away. "Let's just say [f/n] will most likely listen to you since you're...uh..."

"I'm what?" I raised an eyebrow. Why was he having a difficult time telling me what's the actual source of the problem?

"Er...um," He paused again.

"You know what, never mind," I sighed, I really didn't have the patience for this...

"So you'll do it?" His voice chirped.

"Yeah, I'll do it..." I suddenly heard a knock at the door. "But only because its [f/n], I'm not doing this for you..."