All the time in the world (UsUk)

Chapter 2 - Seaside

POV England

I wake up completely exhausted. I was about to go back to sleep, when I realise there is a weight on my chest, constricting my movement. America is curled up in a ball on my stomach, snoozing softly. I smile at him, and lift him up very gently, so as not to wake him, and lay him back down on my bed, before going downstairs to make us breakfast.

I've just finished making cereal, when it sets on fire. I glare at the fire with an intense malice. This is the third time this month! How do you even set milk on fire? It's almost like I have some godly powers.

"Wow fire! Iggy, that's so cool!" I go and sit in the corner of shame, with an air of doom surrounding me.

"Iggy, Iggy!" America yells excitedly.

"Yes America?"

"Lets go find some piwates!" he said with a look of glee in his big blue eyes.

"Alright then, I'll take you to the seaside," I say unable to say no to the excited boy.

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I sat on the beach, while America ran around throwing sand into the air.

"Look Iggy! It moves when I touch it!" he says giggly happily. I couldn't believe he'd never seen sand before; it was lovely to watch him discover new things.

We went for a swim in the sea, staying close to the shore. I was being very careful to make sure America didn't get out of his depth.

After a while, America decided started a water fight with me. I was being careful to only splash America gently. He, on the other hand, sent a Tsunami sized wave at me in his excitement, knocking me flat down, and consequently knocking the air out of my lungs. It would have knocked an ordinary human unconscious, perhaps even have killed them.

"Hahahaha Iggy again!" I took the blow a couple more times, having dealt with worse anyway. I decided it was probably good training for my next sea battle with Spain.

After our battle, and a minute or so of America begging, I finally allowed America to cover me in sand. However, he piled way too much on top of me, and had to help me out, seeing as I ended up stuck.

When I saw that America was getting tired, I took him home. He held my hand as we walked back to his house, and I bought him an ice-cream on the way home.

"It's so cold and tasty!" he yelled happily, licking he cold treat. I chuckled lightly at his new found joy.

When we got back to America's house, I sat down in the living room, enjoying a cup of tea and still brushing sand out of my hair, as Flying Mint Bunny flew threw the open window, with the Tooth Fairy, followed by Unicorn and Leprechaun.

"Hello you guys! How on earth did you get here?"

"We flew!" They collectively said, excitedly.

"Across the Atlantic ocean? That's very nice of you guys. Thank you for flying over."

Flying Mint Bunny flew over to me, and she whispered into my ear, "Leppy had to sit on Uni's back the whole way here! It was adorable!"

"Ugh, why don't they just get together already silly gits! Anyway, when are you and Toothy getting together?" I say, teasing my flying rabbit friend, not something I do often, but they are just so adorable that I can't help myself.

"England shut up she might hear you!" she hissed pointing at Tooth Fairy, who was flying around in circle, oblivious. I smile at my little friends, not many nations can see mythical creatures. If their people don't believe, then the nation simply can't see them anymore. This is especially true for Japan, the poor spirits of his land can't contact him anymore and Japan just thinks I'm insane when I commune with them. My mythical friends are a great comfort to me, and have kept me sane over the years. I don't know what I'd do with out them. I hope my citizens never stop believing, even if the rest of the world thinks they're insane; all the best people are anyway.