World's love (AmericaxWorld one-shots) (COMPLETED)

Valentine's Day Special!

Happy Valentine's Day Fellow hetalians! Hope you're all having a marvelous day! Enjoy.
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The room that held the world conference seemed to buzz with chatter of all kinds from playful banter to serious discussion. Normally this would be nothing new because of the nation's of the worlds different personalities and such that caused them all to act different from one another. Only this time it was a very holiday that had every nation happy and cheerful. No it wasn't Christmas, Halloween, or Thanksgiving. It was Valentine's Day of course!

France especially loved this holiday because he thought that it meant he could shower his fellow nations with 'affection' which basically translated to groping and flirting. He really liked to do this with America which earned him a well deserved punch to the face and a black eye. But if you ask France it was worth it.

America on the other hand always felt sad when this love centric holiday came around. Don't get me wrong he loved how open everyone was with their feelings and all, but one thing always made him sad and left out. America had never received a Valentine before. Sure the American personification gave gifts to everyone every Valentine's Day since his country started celebrating the holiday, but not once had he ever received one in return.

Did they forget about him?

The worst part was America didn't know if it was intentional or not. He knew most of the world didn't think very highly of him and that itself made America feel lonely but add never receiving love or even acknowledge meant on the one day a year where love is celebrated? Let's just say it made the American feel like total shit.

At first he didn't think anyone would notice or care, but man was he ever wrong. He didn't notice Canada had been watching him on Valentine's Day for the past couple years (totally NOT in a stalker way) and finally was able to piece together what was going on. Canada noticed that his southern neighbor was starting to look a little sad around Valentine's Day.

His smile seemed less bright, he always looked down whenever they started passing out gifts and such. At first the Canadian had chocked it up to his economy though his thoughts shifted when he stumbled upon America crying softly in an abandoned hallway. Canada heard him faintly whispering to himself about how he wished he could got a valentine for once and that's when it hit him.

No one ever gave America valentines or gifts.

The American was the one to give the gifts to everyone even his enemies much to their happiness...oh sorry I meant to say dismay. But no one ever gave him one? Like ever? The thought alone made Canada feel overwhelmed with guilt. How could he not notice this sooner? America was his younger brother for gods sake!

Once Canada realized this fact, he immediately came up with a plan to give his brother the best Valentine's Day in history.First he told everyone in the meeting to stay back when his brother left and started telling them the situation. "Matthieu why did you want to see us, mon chéri~?" France purred as he looked curiously at his former charge. Noises of agreement could be heard throughout the room as the Canadian straightened his posture and began to tell all.

"Have any of you ever given America a valentine?"

The question made the normally rowdy nations go quiet as they let it sink into their minds. They all tried to remember giving America at least one valentine since they had met him oh so many years ago, but everyone of them drew a blank. "Oh shit." A random nation thought out loud and that confirmed their worst fears.

"'Oh shit' indeed, comrade" Russia agreed playing with his scarf out of nervousness and guilt. How could his sunflower not tell him about this? Well technically not his, but not yet at least. Canada sighed as he knew that they had to fix it somehow.

"Everyone gather around! We have to fix this and I got a plan so huddle up!" The nations of the world gathered around the Canadian personification as he started explaining his plan.

They were gonna fix this.
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America sulked as he walked down the hallway that led to the conference room. Normally America would be happy to see his fellow nations and talk to some of his friends but today was different. Today was the day America felt alone and sad, but never spoke of his problem. He didn't want to whine or anything like that.

Today was Valentine's Day.

America was so absorbed in his thoughts that he was in front of the conference room and promptly ran into the door. "What the fuck?" America muttered as he examined the  closed doors that would normally be open during a world conference. So why were they closed? America saw they were unlocked and cautiously opened them while keeping a hand close to his gun holster.

As America slowly crept into the room, he noticed that no one was in there or anywhere for that matter. The entire damn room was empty! America was about to leave when he saw something red taped onto his chair. America went up to the chair and picked up the note with careful hands. It was red and shaped like a heart and the handwriting looked almost perfect. Strange it looked almost like a...valentine. America shook his head and read the note immediately recognizing his Canadian brother's neat handwriting.

Alfred, sorry that we forgot about you all these years. Follow the trail of the rose petals and all will be revealed
                                                        --Matthew.

Alfred looked flabbergasted as he read the note. They remembered? America felt tears forming in his eyes though he quickly wiped them away and decided to follow the rose petals like the note said. They led out of the room and down the hall towards the hotel garden. The trail ended at the glass doors of the entrance to the garden and a note was once again taped on the door. America stood in front of the doors and looked at the note. It was also heart shaped except this time it was pink and the letter was in France's fancy handwriting.

Open the door, Alfred~

America did as the note said and opened the glass doors but was not prepared for what was waiting for him on the other side.

It was every nation in the world standing in front of him each of them holding what looked to be handmade Valentines and shouting, "HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, AMERICA!". The garden was decked out in poorly made Valentine's Day decorations and food of all kinds dotted the tables. It brought tears to America's eyes and this time he didn't bother to wipe them away.

His brothers appeared at his side and each handed him a valentine while Canada patted him on the back and gave him his own handmade Valentine. America blushed as each nation including Russia, Cuba, North Korea, and most of the Middle East handed him valentine apologizing for forgetting about him for so long. America smiled brightly at them before saying that he forgives him and gives them each a kiss on the cheek.

They all blushed for some reason, isn't that how Europeans say thank you? Ah well either way America was thankful for the gifts. The rest of the time they all partied and ate food like it was the end of the world.

America couldn't have been happier.

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