England's secret (Hetalia)

Chapter 4

After taking around fifty calls from various different nations, England could finally relax. As he had expected, many nations were angry about his sudden departure from the meeting. He had been forced to listen to about thirty different nations shouting at him for not listening to their presentation on world hunger, since they would not stop calling him until he picked up the phone. Did any of them realise how annoying it was to have someone repeatedly calling you when you were watching your favorite Doctor Who episodes? Well, thought England, even if they did understand, they would do it anyway, and to be honest, I would probably do the same thing in their situation.

England sighed as he sprawled out across the sofa. Grabbing the remote control, he turned his television back on and continued to watch his favorite TV show. At least none of the other nations had come round his house. Sure, being called by several pissed off nations wanting to know why he had left the meeting wasn't fun, but nothing was as annoying as having to deal with silly nations who decided to come to his house. Tired by the constant calling and lulled by the familiar sounds of the sonic screwdriver, England fell into an uneasy sleep.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A loud noise echoed through the large house and woke England from his sleep. Sitting up, England turned his head towards the window and saw several nations standing outside. England moaned loudly and slowly made his way to the door to get rid of the nations who had decided to come and annoy him in person. He could not believe that everyone was bothering him so much because he had left a meeting. Other nations left meetings all the time and nobody came to their houses! England took a deep breath and prepared to deal with the nations who had decided to come to his home.

It had not taken long for the group of nations to get to England, since all they needed to do was alert their bosses to their mission and nation hop over to England. However, it had taken the nations quite a lot of time to locate England's house, since his London home was not in use, and his other house was in the middle of the countryside. They had to book a minibus and drive all the way to England's country manor, since none of the nations knew exactly where it was.

This long drive did not go very well for the nations, since Italy had claimed the driver's seat and had driven like a maniac. Several of the nations tried to stop him, but they were all pushed to the back of the car because of the speed Italy was driving at. Nobody knew how Italy could drive at these speed and not crash, but everyone was very glad that he had fast reaction times, otherwise their trip may have ended in a visit to a hospital.

After enduring two hours of Italy's crazy driving (well at least he got them there fast) the nations finally left the minibus of doom and stepped into England's well trimmed front garden. America took the lead and walked up to England's charming green front door. Grabbing the brass doorknob, America banged it heavily against the door.

The nations stood at the door for about a minute waiting for a response, and just when America was about to knock down the door, they heard a loud moan from somewhere inside the house. It was soon followed by the sound of footsteps coming towards the door, and the nations heard the sounds of a bolt being slid back and a latch being opened. Then the door slowly swung open to reveal a very annoyed Englishman.

America strode right past England, pushing him out of the way. He needed to find any clues that could lead them to the bad guys! Calm down, America told himself as he entered the front room, you need to concentrate as England could be in real trouble! As soon as he entered the room, he could tell that something was definitely wrong with his favorite Brit.

To start, the room was quite untidy, with DVDs, CDs and books scattered all over the place. This told America that England was trying to keep his mind off something by occupying himself with other things. There was also a terrible smell of burnt cooking emanating from the kitchen. England often cooked to calm himself down, and America was wondering about what had got him so worked up. Finally, the whole room smelled of chamomile tea, which was the best for relaxing and calming yourself down (don't ask about how America knows this, there are only so many lectures about tea a person should go through). Something was up with England.

After England was rudely shoved to one side as America pushed into his house without permission, he noticed that the other nations were also trying to get in (however they were a bit less forceful about it). Not wishing to spend hours trying to get seven nations out of his home, England quickly shut the door on them and went around the house checking that all the other entrances (including the windows) were closed and locked. This wouldn't have stopped America from getting in, but he was already inside so it didn't really matter as none of the other nations were stupid enough to jump through a window.

Finally, England walked into the sitting room to attempt to eject America from his house. However, when he got in, England saw that America was standing stock still, looking like he'd seen a ghost. Taking advantage of America's motionless state, England quickly started to push him towards the door. Unfortunately for England, America snapped out of his state about halfway to the door and started to try and get out of England's grip.

"Let me go England!" yelled America as he tried to halt England's steady march towards the door.

"No," England replied, "You came to my house uninvited and forced your way in, so I have every right to throw you out." America started to flail around more wildly, but since he was tired and still a little shaken by the car ride, his struggles were in vain.

"Just tell me what's the matter!" America cried as he was thrown through the door, but the only answer he got was a simple 'No'.