America POV
I get into the car with Denmark and Prussia, giggling like crazy."EEEEEEEE! I can't wait! It's gonna be awesome! Hee hee!" I bounce around on my seat, pulling on my pineapple hat.
Denmark secures his Lego hat, laughing loudly in the passenger seat. "How's your live hat doing, Gil?!"
Gilbert smirks, turning around in the driver's seat and patting the birds in his hair. I giggle and squeal, laughing so hard I snort. They both shake their heads.
Gilbert snickers. "Kesesese, I love it when you're so excited."
I break into a happy dance in the backseat, squealing out of pure joy while Mathias and Gilbert laugh and throw candy at me and at each other.
I have so much energy. I just can't stop moving!!
I lean forward and excitedly turn on the radio, squealing and yelling happily when Havana comes on. I belt out the lyrics, dancing with the song.
🍔🍔🍔One hour later🍔🍔🍔
🍔🍔Alfred is still hyper 😂
🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔🍔"ARE WE DONE YET?! ARE WE DONE YET?! CAN I DRIVE AFTER THIS?! PLEASE?! PLEEEASE?! MMF-HEY!"
Mathias stuffs a doughnut in my mouth, smirking at me. "We're in a store, Alfred. Stop yelling!"
I frown {read:pout} and eat the doughnut and then protest, "BUT WE'RE OUTSIDE!"
Gilbert and Mathias laugh as I point to a palm tree. "Those aren't inside! We're outside of the store place. Not in it. So I can yell!"
Mathias laughs and adjusts his Lego hat. "Fair point, Alfred. Fair point."
Gilbert tosses two boxes of fruit snacks at us, his Gilbirds tweeting. "Here. Let's calm down and eat some food! I'll clarify, Amerika. We're not in the store building, ja, but we're in the garden, where they sell flowers and herbs and shit. See? A lady is reading over there. Yelling is kind of distracting her and others who are here to relax, Alfred."
I gasp and suddenly feel very guilty. "I'm sorry. Should I go apologize to her?"
Gilbert puts a bird on my shoulder. "Oh, Amerika! Don't be sad! I think she's actually talking to flowers or something over there, so she might not have noticed. But if it really will make you feel better, go ahead. We'll wait for you."
I nod and thank them and then go over to the petite woman who was reading. I hear her talking in-is that Portugese? Beautiful. I've always loved that language. I see a tail wagging by her legs, and I want to squeal. She was talking to her dog. Awwww. Not that there's anything wrong with talking to flowers. Who doesn't?
A wet nose touches my ankle, and I see a golden retriever happily looking up at me. The lady laughs, ruffling her dog's ears. "Sorry, he's very friendly." She says in a heavy accent.
I giggle, my face going warm out of shyness. "Oh no, I love dogs. Uh, um, hee hee. Uh, I came over to apologize for being so loud earlier. I hope I didn't disturb you."
She must be shy too, because she is biting her lip and looking away and fiddling with the sleeve of her sweater. "Oh, no! I didn't mind! I couldn't even tell. You're alright, don't worry. Um, that's a very fun hat."
I giggle loudly. "Thank you! Me and my buddies are all wearing awesome hats! Well, it was nice to meet you! Have a nice day! Bye, doggy!"
I pet the dog and skip away, giggling. Mathias and Gilbert hear me coming and laugh. "I'm guessing it went well, judging by the giggling and skipping?" Mathias is holding purple flowers. I smell them and grin wider. They're so sweet!
I pull back from the flowers and nod, a huge grin on my face. "She had a dog!"
Gilbert snickers. "Kesesese, that explains it. Well, we have everything now. Um, who's driving?"
I jump up and down, dancing happily. "MEEEEE!"
Mathias chuckles. "Not so fast, Al. You're too excited. Remember what happened last time?"
I huff. "Yeah. I only-"
They both finish for me. "-went thirty over the speed limit?"
I sigh and then giggle. "I'll sit in back and eat all the food!"
They laugh as we get into the car, tossing fruit snacks at me.
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