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Just a quick note just in case you don't know what bonfire night is it's basically just British people celebrating a failed terrorist attack on parliament for over 412 years..... we are a weird nation anyway Enjoy.
----------------------------------------------"So it'z agreed?" Germany stated
"Yes!" The room cried
"Zen it iz settled, ve vill confront england about his resentful behaviour." Germany sighedThe countries (excluding England) decided to hold another meeting a week after the 'incident' to discuss the British man's behaviour at the previous gathering. They couldn't think of a good explanation as to why England decided to become a chav so they just decided to call him
This meeting was being held on the 5th of November, bonfire night, a night which England sits inside and enjoys the fireworks from a distance so this was a good time for the world to call him.
"So who's calling him aru?" China inquired.
"The hero will do it!!" America exclaimed as he pulled out his iPhone X (yeah i know, what a prick!)After 3 missed calls the black sheep of Europe finally answered,
"OI OI!!! HOW YOU DOING AND WHY YOU CALLING!!" He shouted down the phone so loud the whole room covered their ears.
The whole room groaned when they gathered that he is still in the chav phase."Umm England w-where are you?" America asked worriedly
"ERMM." He paused "In a field next to a fire." Then out of nowhere he began giggling "CHEERIO!..... BEN DID YOU HEAR ME I SOUNDED POSH!" He exclaimed when he thought he ended the call.In the end America ended the call and decided it would be best if they would go and get England before he hurt himself with the fire.
"Okay does anyone know which field he could be in?" America asked while looking around the room trying to see if anyone had an answer.
"He might be in the one behind his house in Middlesbrough." France sighed
"Lets go dudes!!" America cried heroically.After they took the train from Whitby to Middlesbrough they reached a scruffy looking house and suspicious placement of shrubbery and planks of wood.
"Hey France how did you know he'd be here" America quizzed
"He lived here during his punk phase and since he is going through a similar phase i figured he would be here." France exclaimed.In the distance loud music was heard and crackling of fire
"Money money money"* was repeated and then followed by a variety of incoherent verses
"I think he's over there" Japan commented .
"I think so too ve~" Italy added.
They managed to go through the shrubbery and when they got to the other side they were mortified.There were a bunch of teens and adults completely drunk snd high off their arses
"Arthur?!" Prussia shouted
"I think thats him over there eh!" Canada (who?) said.
They all wondered over to England who was currently sat on the floor wafting his hand in his face.
"Artie?" America said kneeling down to meet England's eye level
"HI!" He shouted while smiling creepily enough to get Russia to raise an eyebrow.
"What happened?" They all said in unison
Before they got an answer a man in his mid 40's who was lanky and tall strolled over with a bag filled with strange pills.
"'Ey up." He nodded to the group of country's
"Ummm.." was their response.
"Want one?" He said lifting the bag holding the pills
"No danke-" Germany started
"Fukin' give us un'" England said getting up unsteadily
"Alright" he gave England two pills which he happily swallowed
"ARTHUR NO!" France said lunging at the Briton
"What do yer want" he slurred
"What were those dude?" He asked the middle aged dealer,
"LSD"
They gasped
"What the fuck" they said
They soon began arguing about what to do about the high english man
After about 10-15 minuets of pointless bickering France said something really important
"Wheres England?"
The all turned around to see the 'gentleman' shirtless putting his head to the trees
"WEll I dOnT LIke THe FAct-"
"Arthur?"
"SHHHHH, ME anD the trEEs are taLking" he whispered harshly
He began to laugh loudly and returned to his new friend
"oh naughty Mr Tree that's a secret" he then head butted the tree and began screaming.
"FUCK!" He said writhing in pain as he hit the floor
"A-Arthur are you okay" America giggled.At this point everyone was laughing so hard they were clutching their sides
"Mmmm the GrASs IS TanTAlISinG Mmmmh" he groaned rolling around
"I- I think it is time to go home buddy." America said breathless."NO!" He screamed shaking his head "You Shall NOt TAke Me To YoUr LaIr! No SiR!" He hollered while running away but after a couple steps he fell over and shouted:
"WE MEET AGAIN GRASS!"
Everyone lost their shit and they were face palming when they finally decided to help. Soon they noticed him sobbing quietly
"Aww dude whats the matter" America heaved.
"My h-head" England sobbed
"I guess it's time to go then." America chuckled.
The other nations went to their hotels nearly pissing themselves laughing and America carried a sobbing England home.
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/A.N"Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot..."Hope you enjoyed and had a good bombfire night
Money money money: reference to 7K tha god (a British 'rapper' from the drag ends of youtube)
Bye/
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Umm... England?
FanfictionYou have heard of Punk!England now it's time for Chav!England Also rated M because I am paranoid. Mentions of drugs, swearing, mild violence and roadmen. First fic! Be Brutal. Also Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya