All the time in the world (UsUk)

Chapter 15 - Boxers

POV America

Seemingly as soon as world war one had ended world was two started up, this time I tried really hard to stay out of it. Honest I did, I wanted to keep my people safe so that's what I did, though I sent the allies supplies, determined to be the hero and show them who's side I was on.

I definitely did not play favourites, and I most definitely did not send the UK almost three times the amount I gave to the USSR and over ten times the amount I gave to France not to mention over twenty fives the amount I gave to China.

Oh who am I kidding? Of course I was going to help England the most! I have self declared myself his personal hero for life after all!

I really, really wanted to help Iggy and the allies out, although he would deny it he was doing terribly, I desperately wanted to help and be his hero but I had to put my people's safety first, after all thats what he had taught me.

I ended up being given a reason to join the war by none other than Japan. It honestly hurt a lot. It really, really hurt. I thought he was my friend. In fact I had considered him my best friend, a bro. But he attacked me unprovoked. And acted like he didn't even care, it was politics to him, just politics.

He didn't care, did he ever care for me in the first place? Such an uptight emotionless man. The whole friendship probably meant nothing to him. It riled me up to level of anger I hadn't felt in a while. I was furious and I would definitely get revenge.

I immediately joined the allies, and made it my mission to protect Iggy as much as possible. I was going to be his hero. I was once again going to be the hero of the world! I was also determined to show England up at every possible moment.

I knock loudly and confidently at Iggy's front door.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" Says a very grumpy and dishevelled but also very cute Iggy who has clearly just been woken up by none other than yours truly.

"Well in case you haven't noticed, and you probably didn't cause you're so stupid, we are allies in the current war and the next conference is in England, so I figured I'd stay with you mainly because I couldn't be bothered to book a hotel." I grin at his pissed of expression as he invites me into his house his gentlemen instincts taking over as I knew they would. According to proper British manners he has to house me whether he wants to or not I think happily. Haha score!

I sit down in the living room and he brings through tea and scones.

I take a cup of tea begrudgingly, what's the point of drinking this? It serves no purpose. It has practically no caffeine and it's made from leaves. I am drinking leaves! I'm not an insect I shouldn't have to drink this!

"Scone?" Iggy offers.

"No thanks I plan on living just a while longer."

"My scones are perfectly delicious I'll have you know, you're missing out." He says taking a bite from a black lump that looks like it should crumble into ash. I swear his stomach is lined with lead or something, how does he eat those things. His cooking is fine if not burnt, but those scones you do not want to touch if you value your life.

For some reason though I pick one up and pretend to happily munch on it. It always makes him so happy that I like his food that I can't help but eat it. I swear I'm some kind of masochist, I even manage to tell him that they taste great.

England smiles at me happily, a big wide smile, that smile made it all worth while. And because of that smile I know I'll eat the scones of death each and every time he offers them, just to make him happy.