After stumbling around the woods and cursing, I finally found my way back to camp. The sun hung low in the sky, making the lake look as though it were on fire. The rosy glow shone on France, Italy, and Germany. Germany was setting up a pile of branches in the form of a bonfire shape. France turned and saw me. I must have been looking terrible. My hair had leaves in it and my jeans were torn and mud stained.
"Ohohoho, How did it go?", He asked with a wide grin. I slapped him hard across the face. "Arthur kissed me and Alfred saw us and got mad. Now Alfred made Arthur go off into the woods with him and they're probably out murdering each other!", I growled. France placed a hand on his cheek and moaned. "I see." Italy looked at me, with concern. He came over and gave me a hug. I hugged him back. The country smiled "Ve- Everything is gunna be ok, si?", he said in his little sing song voice. I nodded silently.
About an hour later, Arthur came stumbling back into the clearing, clutching a rag around his nose, which was bleeding. Alfred followed him, limping slightly. Oh dear god. France ran over to England "Angleterre!" Arthur replied to his greeting by punching him in the face on the opposite side to where I had slapped him earlier. "Aye! Again with ze face!", France said unhappily.
"Serves you right, bloody perv!", I called out from where I sat.
I got a glare from him.
France went over to talk to America only to receive a glare.
"L'amour hurts.", France said wincing. Arthur and Alfred awkwardly sat down on either side of me without looking at me or each other. I got up and walked over to where the smirking France stood. I leaned in close to his face
"You ever try something like that again, I'll make you hurt.", I said with a low growl. In reply France wrapped an arm around my waist and dipped me over in a kiss. America and England shot up, but before they attempted any Heroics, I kicked France in the, ah, you can guess. He fell to the ground, wincing.
"Perv."
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