Americas PoV
I walked in on England and Scotland kissing. I just stood and Scotland flipped me the bird. "That fucker has no idea what he's done." I think to myself. First my brother, now Iggy. Can he not just leave me the fuck alone. "Hey, Iggy." I say bringing the twos kiss apart. "Oh, America." He says wiping his mouth "How long have you been stood there?" He asks
"Not long." I reply "Anyway I'm going now." I say "I need to talk to Canada." I say walking towards the door.
"Oh right." Iggy says, sounding disappointed. "Well call me later okay?" He said
"Yeah if course dude." I say closing the front door behind me. "Why can't that Scot just leave me alone?" I ask myself "Now he's bringing Canada into it." I sigh. I pull out my phone and ring Canada. "H..hello?" I hear the other end say
"Hey dude." I say, trying to keep all of my anger in "Where are you?" I ask him
"I.. I'm at home."
"K dude, I'll see you in around ten."
"Okay..."
I hang up the phone and power walk my way home. The last time I checked Canada was with Prussia and he's now making out with Scotland? I need to talk to him.
I reach home and storm into the front room. Canada is shaking, he must know I'm about to shout. "Dude." I say "What the fuck was that all about?" I ask restraining myself from shouting
"I.. I don't know." Canada shouts, he must be really upset about the whole situation as he never shouts "I thought you was with Prussia." I say calming down and sitting next to him on the couch
"I... I am." He says trying to hold back tears "It.. It's just that things haven't been to well between us and I haven't been kissed in like weeks." He says, now crying. "It's okay dude." I say comforting my brother
"It's not okay!" He exclaims, again shouting. "I've kissed another guy whilst I'm in a relationship!" He continues. "I'm the worse!" He says bawling his eyes out. I sit there shocked, not knowing what to do apart from the coming up with a way to kill Scotland "Dude, you really just need to talk it out with Prussia." I say pulling Canada into a hug "I'm sure he'll understand." I say
"You're... You're right." He says wiping his eyes with the cuff of his jumper. We hug for a couple more seconds when he goes off to call Prussia. I smile a little bit but then I remember I need to kill that ginger motherfucker. "He's done for." I mutter to myself.
I end up calling Iggy. I pick up the phone and dial his number.
"Ring, ring." "Ring, ring." The phone picked up and before I could say anything I heard that fucking Scottish accent, the one that makes my ears bleed "Well, well, well if it isn't Mr. Bigshot hero." I hear him say.
"Fuck off, now let me talk to England you fucker." I say through the grit of my teeth
"Calm down the Mr. Hero." He says "Iggy! America wants to talk to you." He shouts. At least he is actually letting me talk to him. I hear footsteps and then Scotland passing the phone over to England. "Hello America." He says in that gorgeous English accent "Are you okay?" He asks
"Yeah, I'm fine." I say "I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out tomorrow?" I ask
"Sure thing, shall we go out to a cafe?" He says with a small sigh, he obviously doesn't want me to see Scotland again
"I'd love to dude." I reply
"Okay, is noon okay for you?" He asks
"Perfectly fine with me." I say ecstatically. I might finally get some alone time with Iggy, which is much better than killing that ginger Scottish dick to be honest. I manage to be able to go to bed with a smile on my face
-The next morning-
I finally might be getting some alone time with England. Thank god. Canada and Prussia have sorted things out so its gonna be a good day. Or that's what I thought. I got to the coffee shop at 12:00pm and went in. There was no sigh of Iggy so I ordered and went and sat down. It must have only been a couple of minutes when I heard the door open. Iggy had arrived, he instantly saw me and headed over in my direction but guess who was following him. Scotland. I try not to let my smile fade. "Hello America." He says sitting down."
"Hey dude." I say not even looking at Scotland
"I'll go order our drinks." Scotland says walking to the counter. England quickly turns to me and says "He promises to me civil." He says with a worried expression on his face.
"Okay, I won't say anything." I say
"Thank you." England says with relief
Scotland gets back with his and England's drinks. We all made pleasant chit chat surprisingly. England had left to go to the restroom I couldn't talk nice with the ginger dickhead any longer "Why the fuck did you kiss my brother." I shout at him "He's got a fucking boyfriend you dick." I continued "He was fucking crying." I shout "YOU MADE HIM CRY!" I shout at him almost making myself cry. He just chuckled
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~Amelia🦄 I added some prucan in here as well just to make this chapter a lil more interesting
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Fighting over England
RandomAmerica and Scotland are constantly fighting over England, who is completely oblivious to the whole situation, who will win? Will either of them or will it be a complexly different person?
