HETALIA CRACK

Merica X Pale!READDEERRR XD

It was summer, and frankly you were hating on the season; being pale and summer j ust dont mix.But when your friend Elizabeth invited you to the beach, (and had not-so-descrietly mentioned a certain American would be there) you grudgingly agreed to go.

--TIMESKIP TO BEACH DAYYY--

You took your time deciding on what bathing suit to wear, and you settled on a green tankini; with of course repetitive sunscreen application every five minutes...

You heard the bang of your front door just as you finished tying the top on, and after a thump-followed by a swear, Elizabeth popped her head in.

"Ohhh, me gusta y/n, better watch out for france" She mockingly winked and grabbed your beach bag."C'mon, were riding with Canada, france and merica"

"Kay, hold on, bruh" you pleaded as she raced down the stairs, you hastily grabbed a hair elastic and tore down and out the door.

As you got into the car you realized you had to sit in-between france and merica, so you squeezed into the small space of clearance.The back had obviously been built for 2 people, not three because you had to practically sit on America, and francey pants was gettin a little jelly over the matter...

"Hmph" you grunted as you tried to reposition to make more room, but failed misreably.

"Honhonhon~Little y/n having trouble?"the pervy frenchie said as he continued to stare-rather obviously-at your butt as you continued to get up and set back down somewhere else.

You finally just gave up...and plop plopped down right into America's lap."Uhhh...y-y/n what are you doing?" The american stuttered loudly, surprised at your seating choice.

You turned red "bro, please. You dont want me to get raped do you?" You pointed to france.

"O-okay...Alright then." He stated as you scooted away from france, and pressed yourself against the door.no wonder france and america look so much alike; You thought, because america was currently nosebleeding.

---LE BEACH--

As soon as the car stopped Elizabeth shot out like a rocket, But you just hesitantly got up and practically got trampled by canada, who was on the brink of car sickness.

"Aww yeah boaayyy" you drawled, hopping out and running to the endless blue, only to get shoved over by a wave.

Gazing up at the sun, you realized with horror that you had no sunscreen on. OMFG you were going to die.You half scrambled half swam to your bag's location and (with great difficulty) got the stupid easy open cap off and slathered it onto the whole front side of your body.But you needed someone to put it on your back....just as the thought crossed your mind you spotted Canada making a sand castle, running over to him you threw the bottle into the sand in front of him and asked "hey, mattie, mind putting this on for me?" He didnt say anything, but according to the cold sting on your back, he obliged.

" So mattie, " you began,he and you often talked so your not embarassed "Does America...talk about me?" No answer.But he is usually quiet so you payed no mind,"I mean he...I just...I really like him..." you stumbled, and then noticed MATTHEW sitting on a towel beside britain.

Then the realization struck "Aw crap" You turned around to see a very, very, very taken aback America, sunscreen forgotten and laying upside down in the smooshed sandcastle.

"Dude." He stated, not tearing his stare from your face.

Then you went in for clean up..or at least tried. "I...uhm...if you dont feel the same wa-" you were cut off when Alfred F. Jones leaped forward and tackled you to the ground in a bear hug.

"DUDE I LURVE CHU TOOO" He screamed, arms locked in a deathgrip around your waist.And no, he did not mind when you sat on his lap for the ride back. ..

Lol was this any better!??!?! No.just no. Haha I suck at this XD