Chapter 6: France

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Britten decided that it would be better if he went with Francis so he could learn more about America and why the fuck he's acting like this. "Ugh, fine I'll come with you." France smirked. France started running through a empty street, wanting to get out of the rain while England followed behind. He ran to the nearest building which just happened to be a closed pub, but it was unlocked. He opened the door for Britten then locked it behind him. "Out of all the places why on earth would you take me to a pub?!" "Because this is where he'd last expect us. So we can rest easy." France said painting from all the running they've been doing. When Britten heard "rest" he fell down onto the nearest chair and collapsed in relief. "To be honest with ya France, I'm actually glad you came." Britten turned his head, not wanting France to see him blush. France smirked and walked over to the exhausted English man. " I know your blushing, and it's adorable." France purred. "Mind your own business you bastard!" France walked over to the bar and poured two glasses of beer then brought them the the table. Britten hated drinking, because he ended up looking like a retard. But no one was hear to see him except France. Britten accepted the drink. He remembered what he wanted to do. "So, do you know why America is acting like this?" Britten asked. "It's because of the storm, every time there's a storm America and Canada's personality become totally opposite of what their normal kind is. So, America is a crazy man and extremely smart. So we have to be careful." Britten thought hard... "So does that mean all of us do that when something uncommon happens?" "I suppose so, and it seems like when we get back to our senses we forget everything."

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