All the time in the world (UsUk)

Chapter 25 - Obama

POV England

"Oh man that was epic!" Yelled the git once we had gotten a suitable distance away from the frying pan. "Who are we going to match make next?" He said excitedly like an over hyped puppy.

"No one you twat this was a one time thing!" I said logically.

"Oh come Iggy think of all the love we could spread! We'd be total heroes!"

"Total cupids you mean?" I said sarcastically trying to put the excitable git off the idea, you had to try and let love run its course, a little hypocritical coming from me since we literally just intervened, but we really shouldn't mess with things!

"Pfft you're already an angel, just add a heart bow and we are ready to go!"

"I am going to strangle you." America just responded by laughing.

"What do you even do as Britannia angel anyway?" My cheeks went a couple shades redder at that question.

"Just average angel things." I said shrugging my shoulders trying not to seem as nervous as I felt. I don't really talk about what I do in my spare time. I normally just tell people embroidery and reading literature. But America found out about my favourite pass time somehow. Coming to think of it how did that insufferable git find out? It was so long ago that I forget.

"Oh come on Iggy what kind if stuff!"

"Just angelic stuff, magic you wouldn't be interested you don't believe remember?" I said desperately trying to avert his attention away. It was embarrassing and I just really don't like people knowing. God forbid if France found out that I flew around in a toga!On the other hand I was starting to remember exactly how America had found out about my secret. Consistent pestering.

"Iggggggggy!" He whined, oh for the love of God fine.

"W-Well if you really want to know I grant wishes and spread joy and happiness." I mumbled the last half of the sentence really fast and hoped he would hear.

"No way Iggy that's awesome! How do you do that?" Wait he's not making fun of me? And seems interested?

"Well mainly using magic."

"Okay Iggy you really are delusional, do you do this while drunk!" I glared at him and snapped my fingers, after a puff of smoke had cleared I was hovering a couple feet up in the air, one leg bent upwards surrounded by my angel attire, wings flapping dutifully. Halo floating happily.

"How do you explain this America? Come on, come on tell me how this is scientifically plausible! Just try America just try!"

"Wow no way that's awesome! You are so adorable! Oh and as for science, a portable smoke screen, a really quick wardrobe change, a hover craft which is really small and follows your head and a jet pack!" I spun around and showed him my wings.

"Where is the bloody jet pack you git!"

"A well concealed jet pack! I gotta hand it to you Iggy that is pretty sweet! You use your advanced science to help people! I really must talk to some British scientists, I mean I knew you guys were good, but I really must have gotten out of the loop. What do you get in return?"

"Huh?" I asked, tilting my head and flapping my wings in confusion. America sighed in exasperation, as if I was the idiot.

"You don't do heroic stuff without wanting something in return! Like recognition! Fame! Chocolate! So what do you get?"

"Um I don't know? I guess knowing people are happy is enough. I don't really want anything in return." I said awkwardly, I'd never really thought about it to be honest. I don't ever talk to people about this, I don't like talking to people about this. I much prefer helping others from afar so that people don't get annoyed and I don't get made fun of. America looked at me in awe, and confusion, but mainly awe.