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Ever since the day Angela cooked for Alfred they had became great friends. He even shared his food with her.
It was another boring afternoon in the world conference hall. Alfred sat next to Angela, he had brought ten burgers and gave Angela two. Everyone stared at Alfred for a second in disbelief that he was sharing with Angela. And that Angela was sharing her random stash of churrohs in her pockets. It had the others glancing at each other in concern until Germany started yelling at everyone to pay attention. The boring meeting went on until Arthur started arguing with Alfred about some rubish bull.
After a while almost everyone had left but Angela. Arthur and Alfred still bickered back and fourth, Alfred after a while started to eat as he yelled. It caused him to start choking. Arthur laughed and spat his words out like venom in a low growl, "maybe you shouldn't stuff your face all the time." And he left. Angela quickly stood wrapping her arms around him and proceeded to do the Heimlich maneuver until he caughed it up. Tears threatened the edge of his eye lids. Angela rubbed his back as he hid his face in the crook of her neck, he was crying.
"Its alright." She muttered rubbing his back with a soft hum.
"No it's not." He said between hics and cries.
"How about this..." she paused and sighed taking a step back lifting his head by his chin and wiped his eyes with her sleeve.
"I'll go talk to Arthur and you can go home and pack "
"Pack wha-" he was cut off.
"Just go on."
"Fine." He sighed and left out the back. Angela ran and caught up with Arthur and slapped him.
"You could of helped him instead of walking away as he choked!" She shouted at him catching the other nations attentions.
"What in the bloody he'll was that for?!" England rubbed his cheek glaring at Angela.
"Are you not listening you English bafuon!?"
Arthur rolled his eyes at hear which earned him another slap from Angela.
"You're such an ass to America what if I left you to choke and die?!"
"I wouldn't because I'm not a fat ass who stuffs my face."
He stated calmly almost unervingly calm. she kicked right in the groan sending him to his knees.
"My tea bags." He muttered.
She delivered another kick tl his face and quickly ran off to catch up with America.
