Britain Discovers FrUK Fan Fictions (Hetalia)

England was startled to see what he saw on the computer monitor. So startled he almost dropped his plate of freshly baked scones. It was... it was... it was a fan fiction. But not just any fan fiction. This one was about himself... and... the frog. To be more precise, it was a lemon about the two being a couple.

England's face was beat red when he read the description, whether from anger or embarrassment is a mystery. "FrUK?!" The englishman gasped in disbelief. His rather thick eyebrows were furrowed and his hands formed into fists. "There are actually people out there who think that I should be with that bloody frog?!! Just who wrote this? I bet France put them up to it!!"

England was about to click on the link to write a review and give the writer a price of his mind when the unexpected happened. France popped up next to the window. He had a grin on his face. "Bonjour!"

"What do you want now Frog?!!" England bellowed at the frenchman.

"Nothing much Black Sheep Of Europe." He said as he climbed inside from the window. (The room is on the first floor.) France looked at the screen of the monitor and looked rather pleased when he saw the fan fictions on the list.

"Is this an indirect way of confessing your love to me, no?" France asked England with a cocky grin on his fcae. "You invite me in and show me a bunch of stories about us being together. How sweet."

"No it isn't you bloody frog! And since when did I invite you in? You climbed through the bloody window!" England glared at the nation next to him.

"And while we're on the subject, are you the one behind these monstrosities?!!" He pointed to his computer.

France glanced at it an smiled. "Actually no. But maybe this is fate, no? All of our fans want us to be together, and why disappoint them?" He leaned towards England with his lips puckered, to kiss him.

But before he made contact, the Briton slapped him in the face leaving a hand shaped mark on France's cheek. "Don't you dare try that with me!" England snapped at him as he shut off his computer. "Now go away before you get a mouthful of my homemade scones!!!"

"Fine, I'll go visit Italy then. Au revoir." France said as he jumped back out the window.

England munched on one of his scones and went off to make some tea while trying to forget what had just happened.