POV America
I flung open the door to the world conference room so hard that it flew off its hinges and landed on top of China. Okay maybe that was a tad too forceful and excited even for me and now Russia is full on glaring at me. But I didn't care. I was so happy I could cartwheel to the moon!
I couldn't believe it, it was like a dream. In fact I was pretty convinced it was a dream until I pinched myself. But I had never been so happy to be in pain in my life. England loved me back! I was almost experiencing some kind of shell shock, my whole life seemed like a lie. I'd lived for centuries convinced that England would never love me yet now it turned out he had the entire time! Also it seems like I did a pretty crappy job of hiding my feelings.
I also felt really, really bad when I found out how badly I had ended up hurting England's feelings after the revolution. I hadn't known the extent of the pain he had been feeling, mainly because we had never talked about it, but still. It also seemed like there was a reason as to why it had effected England so badly. Like he had some kind of isolation complex. I wasn't entirely sure though, I'll ask him about it.
One thing I did know indefinitely was that I was so going to thank France after I killed him. No one messes with my brother. I may act like I can't see him at G8 meetings and world conferences and go around talking about there being a ghost in the room.
But really I'm just trying to draw attention to Canada and make the other countries notice his ghostly presence. Sometimes admittedly even I don't see him and that always makes me feel terrible. I really do love my bro.
But I will deal with that later, right now I have to focus on the most important day of my life thus far! My first date with England and I was not going to screw it up! It seemed a bit weird going on a first date, it already felt like we were way past that. But that didn't mean it wasn't going to be any less super fun!
I dragged England into the middle of the room so that everyone could see me.
"Sorry everyone but you are going to have to deal without my awesome presence for the second half of the meeting because I am blowing this cake stand and going off on a date with Iggy!"
"Don't say it like that you git you have no manners! Sorry everyone but we are going to have to excuse ourselves from the second half of the meeting. Japan if you could send us both minutes of the meeting that would be much appreciated." Silly Iggy always so formal, not that I really cared. I was so happy that I felt like I could positively fly. I had a quick look round at the other countries. Some of them looked shocked, others looked murderous, some were giving us looks like it's about time.
Everyone seemed to be whispering like crazy. Hungary had immediately grabbed Japan and was shaking him like a rag doll yelling at him "UsUk is canon! UsUk is canon!" Over and over between high pitched squeals. I had no idea what she was talking about and I honestly didn't want to know. All I knew was I was very disturbed and scared. I made a mental to try not to anger Hungary. Japan himself had a very creepy smile on his face and a glint in his eye. The two of them seemed like a pair one aught not to mess with. Although that doesn't mean I wouldn't if I had too! I am the hero after all! Nothing is too tuff for me!
"Now wait a second you can't just leave you are two of the world's most powerful countries, I will not allow you to simply just-" Iggy then interrupted Germany with: "if you don't let us leave I will replace the food of the world conference meeting with my scones for the rest of eternity." And with that comment at least fifty countries rugby tackled Germany to the ground and made it impossible for him to move or talk. I grinned and dragged Iggy out of the building. If he was willing to inadvertently admit that his cooking was the bane of the world's existence then this date must be as important to him as it is to me.
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All the time in the world (UsUk)
FanfictionThis is the story of two countries: England, a stubborn man who beats the frog in the battle for raising the hyper adorable chibi country, America, despite his terrible cooking skills. What happens to the two of them as America grows up? Will the tw...