The Idiotic Adventures Of Anna Parker (Hetalia FanFic) (EDITING)

Shopping With The American

Don't own Hetalia 

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"Um, isn't that a little..." Alfred looks at the shopping list with a arched eyebrow. I laugh a little, taking the monstrous list.

"Al, it's my grandparents, they're picky and stuff." I walk into Safeway, him following me. "But, a certain bread?" He sighs as I take the basket.

"Yes, Alfred, a certain type of special bread." I say, pushing it down the row. He follows me with a sigh.

"But this shopping was suppose to our first date!" He whines. I arch an eyebrow as I take the Cheese It box.

"Awwwww, Alfie wants to go on a romantic date with little ol' me?" I tease as I put a few more stuff in the cart. He blushes.

"N-No! I...I mean, that you said that me and you should do something today, so I supposed you wanted to have a date with me, dudette!" He adds the 'dudette' like its going to help him this.

I smirk at him. "Oh Alfie, I love you dearly." I walk to the bread section. I reach for the bread.

Someone else grabs it and I look up to see...my arch enemy.

Nah, I'm just kidding it's some old lady.

Her sweet grandma face looks up at me with a fake innocent smile. She doesn't look that old, actually, but with the fake orange tan, blonde hair and obvious implants, she looks pretty old.

"Oh deary, I didn't see you there, here have the bread." She says in a sickly sweet voice.

I smile back, "Thank you, miss." I tug the bread, but she doesn't let go.

"Ma'am." I spit back as Alfred comes up behind me with Oreos. "Anna, I want this-" He looks at me and the old grandma, gripping the bread.

"Oh, what's going on? Do you two know each other?" He asks innocently. I shoot him a glare. "No, she's-" I start.

"-Taking my bread." The grandma finishes with a toothy smile directed towards Al. My eyebrow twitches, annoyed.

"Your bread?" I repeat, tugging on it. She nods, tugging back. "I was here first!" The woman says with an annoyed face.

"More like born first, you old hag."

"Excuse me?" She shrieks, "You short little girl, taking down to your elders? Who do you think you are?"

"Does the name I-Don't-Give-A-Shit ring any bells in that old timer head of yours?" I tug the bread of our of her hands, smirking.

Suddenly, I crash into Alfred because of a force on my back. I turn slowly, a Russia-like aura coming from behind me.

Did this bitch just push me? Does she have a freakin death wish? Her eyes flicker with something as her hand comes comes back to her side. "Anna..." Alfred tries.

"Do you want to die?"

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We got kicked out Safeway, but we bought the bread, so I won. Alfred sighs again, but is smiling. "You know, if I was really your boyfriend we would be the greatest team ever."

I raise an eyebrow as we walk into Walmart. "Really?" I grab a cart, "How so?" He takes the cart away from me and looks at the cart. I jump into the cart.

"You're the most immature, and coolest nerd I've ever met." I smile slightly as he pushes me into the ice cream section. I reach over a grab the mint chocolate, putting it in.

"How do you know I'm a nerd? We only met a month ago." I wait as Alfred pushes me next to the chocolate ice cream.

"I only knew that commie for a second and I hate him." He grabs the cart, pushing it down more.