Hetalia One-Shots

The Bet *American Style*

You watched as your best friend, Alfred F. Jones, downed another set of hamburgers. How long has it been since his previous round? Only twenty minutes! You became worried that if he kept this up he would have a heart attack or get really high blood sugar or... the list just goes on and on. You tried telling him to stop and eat healthier before he becomes chubby, but he just shoos you away yelling, 'Don't worry, (Name)! The hero never gets fat!' and then laughs his obnoxiously loud laugh. You were about to just give up and see what would happen to your best friend when you realized, what if you challenged Alfred? He never refuses a good challenge or fight.

"Hey, Alfred?" Hearing his name being called, the self proclaimed 'hero' looked up from his absurd pile of burgers. "Yesh (Something that sounds like your Name)?"

You roll your eyes, understanding what he is saying but slightly irked at his manners. (Reader has been spending time with Iggy, da?)  "You like a challenge, correct?"

"I wove challenges! Who doeshn't?"

You chuckle at his response and stand up, pointing a finger at America accusingly. "I triple- dougie dog dare you to not eat hamburgers for the rest of the week!" You smirk at Alfred's shocked face as he drops the burger. "Well? What do you say?"

"I-I agree!" You guys shake on it, while people in the restaurant (especially to employees) gasp in shock. Alfred is a regular at McDonalds, how can he just stop? Why did he agree to this bet? What is this mutiny!?

"What are the stakes?" Alfred asked as he slowly finishes off the last of his burgers. The challenge starts as soon as he is done. You reply. "If I loose, I have to buy you and take you to McDonalds all you want. If I win, I get to drive you to any gym I want and buy all the healthy food for you I want."

Alfred looks horrified by your words and determines to himself that he won't loose.

You grin and laugh at his face. "Still up for it?"

He grins back. "It's on!"

____Time skip: One week____

You and Alfred had just finished going to the last McDonalds, asking the employees if Alfred had eaten any burgers or ordered anything in the past week. They all said no. You had, of course, been with Alfred every breathing second of the week, but you wanted to make sure. You sighed. "Ok, Jones. I guess I lost. You may order anything you want."

Alfred, instead of cheering, looks at the ground with a blush dusting his cheeks. "A-actually, (Name), I want my prize to be something else."

You gasp. "We already agreed to this one, Alfred..." He looks at you with puppy dog eyes. "Fine. What is the new deal?"

What happens next shocked you. Alfred kisses you gently on the lips and pulls you into a hug. When he pulls away you both grin at each other. "W-what was that for?" You ask, confused.

"I want my new prize to be this: (Name), will you be my girlfriend?"

You smile happily. "I agree to that prize. And will happily accept." With that, you pull him into another kiss, deeper this time.

After a few more kisses, you both order something. Surprisingly, Alfred only ordered two Big Macs and three things of fries. You guessed he was going to try cutting down, just for you. When you asked him this is what he said:

"Well that's not the only reason. It's because you, (Name), you taste much better then hamburgers~"