"Please, America, don't make me do it."
"But Iggy, this is a big deal for me and I would love it if you could be there."
"Fine, America, I'll think about it." England hung up the phone and walked back into the kitchen to try to cook some dinner. "Hey, Tony, add England to the part list as a maybe."
"Fucking!" Tony exclaimed as he started to write in his native language. "All right, I know this will be hard for England so I think I'll do something special for him...." America opened his laptop and looked for foods that were big in England. "ewww all these sound nasty....and they aren't even from Britain....Haggis?? Eww...scotland...." After hours of surfing the web America got up and enlisted the help of Italy, France, and Spain to help him cook. And the help of Germany to help him set up.
"Hello? Alfred....I've decided to go...."
"Wicked broha!!! Im so excited this will be amazing!!!" England chuckled softly.
"is this a formal party?"
"No way broha! Just wear some shorts and bring a hoodie for when it gets cold and dark."
"Okay, see you soon Alfred...."
"Bye Arthur!!" America hung up the phone and fist bumped France.
"Why, are you se excited America? Is it something stupid as always??"
"NO! Im just happy....Arthur is coming to my party."
"OOOooooo I see America has a man crush."
"or a real crush!" Spain chimes in.
"No! I don't like Iggy that way!" 'Or do i....' America was unsure of his feelings towards the european country. America walked away from the rest of them and walked out to go check on every thing to make sure that it was how he wanted it. "Wow, Germany, you did a nice job on everything!"
"Ja, do you think we could serve Pasta? Italia might get fussy if we don't, then he'll just spend the whole party complaining and I'll have to take care of him."
"Ya, don't worry I'll go take care of that." Alfred headed back into the kitchen and got out som pasta to prepare."OOOOH! America! Can I prepare the pasta! Italians are the best at making pasta!." Alfred nodded and looked at his phone as it lit up.
Iggy:What time is the party....?
Me: Its at 2pm
Iggy: 2pm your time right? Cause we're in different time zones.
Me: Ya iggy!
Iggy: Okay
Me:How r u broha?
Alfred expected an immediet response but got none.
The time was now 1:39 and Alfred was very excited for the party, of course no one would be there on time exactly cause that's just not how it works. People started to show up at around 2:45 and around 3:00 oclock Iggy showed. "Hello, chap..." England was obviously uncomfortable here.
"Hey dude!!!!" Alfred shouted being wrather annoying as usual. Alfred went in for a hug but Iggy backed away and ducked to head into the crowd of countries. "God...Alfred tried to hug me....i do like him....but I don't want a platonic hug" Alfred felt slightly embarassed but shook it off to go meet up with Prussia. "Hey broha, have you seen my brother? I want to go annoy him and get him drunk......too bad he hates all things Nudy and Fun...." Alfred grabbed Gilberts hand and dragged him upstairs to his roo.
"I need you gilbert."
"Woah, Alfred, I'm not THAT drunk!"
"That's not what I ment. I ment i need your help."
"With what?'
"Okay, but umm...you have to keep it a secret."
"Fine fine, just tell me."
"Okay....I think I may like Arthur."
"Woah!!! Really? But he is so stuffy!!"
"Gilbert!"
"Sorry, well what do you want me to do about it?"
"I want to know what to do."
"Just go up to him and tell him you like him, It'll be fine cause I'll be there for moral support and I'm sure that he'll say yes."
"How?" Gilbert smirked.
"I just know..." Alfred nodded and headed downstairs to the party to find the Englishman. Alfred found Arthur by the bar.
"Hey, Arthur?"
"What is it?"
"Do....Do you wanna go on a date in a few days?"
"Were you sent here to mock me? Did Gilbert telll you I liked you so you could come here to make fun of me??"
"Wha- NO! No of course not, Arthur I really Like you!"
"Are you being honest?"
"Yes, Arthur I am." Arthur nodded and hugged Alfred tightly. Alfred shyly hugged back, he had never expected this, he expected the Englishman would laugh at him and run off.
This would be nice, the 13 colonies and Britain together again at last. It only took 239 years.
