Hetalia: Run! Run As Fast As You Can! (FrUk)

Update?

-Hey, guys, it's Antartica243. Sorry about not uploading sooner, but school has started and i need to deal with that. And so due to that, i can only post on weekends. But i can't promise anything. Here's a sneak peek on the nest chapter. I'm thinking about doing something similer to another writer on here and ask you guys to come up with the next chapter. It has to start off on where i left off here, and it has to be a cliff hanger. Please give me your ideas, and I will choose the best one next weekend. Here it is!!-

England's P.O.V.

Well, when I awoke, I saw France sitting in a chair, fast asleep. I noticed that it was dawn. We had slept okay and without any spirit coming and trying to kill us in our sleep.

I smiled slightly at France's sleeping face. It was just so peaceful and calm. If only he looked like that while he was awake, then I would have no problem with him.

Looking around, I noticed that France had dropped his coat on the floor. Getting up, I walked over and put it on the hook.

"Arthur....."

I froze. Turning, I noticed that France was fast asleep. Yet, I knew that he said my name. But he hadn't called me that since...... No, I don't want to think about that!!!!

"Hey, frog, wake up!" I called, lightly shaking his shoulder.

"Bonjour l'amour...." France whispered, stretching his arms. I looked away, hoping that he didn't see my blush. 'I don't want him to know I know what he said.....'

"Come on, git. We need to find a way out of here." I explained, walking over to the door and looking both ways for the spirit. I didn't see her.

"Oui, oui, Angleterre." France muttered, yawning.

I nodded and the two of us made our way to the kitchens. (What? We need to eat!!)

However, as I was about to start to cook, France moved me aside and cooked instead. I shrugged, too tired and weak to fight him. So, I just sat at the table and watched as France made breakfast. He looked great as he cooked, I supposed. I mean, he made some okay food and he always added some sweet honey and thyme to some of his dishes.

"And here we are." France said as he brought over some of the waffles and pancakes he made.

I nodded and started to eat. 'It's not like his food is better than mine! It is just rude to turn down some food when you need it!!'

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