The day was the day of love, affection, and romance. Couples were roaming the streets filled with love and happiness. Roses were being given to loved ones and significant others as well as boxes of chocolates. Red and pink were filling the busy streets in forms of many things. Restaurants were packed with love-sick couples, new and old. Movie theaters, parks, and even IKEAS! WHO THE HECK HAS A DATE IN IKEA? (Even the author is jealous, I'm so lonely*insert crying*).
As couples were walking around, a certain nation of love is feeling excited. "Ohonhonhon~. All of zhe place iz filled wizh love. Oh how love is magnifique!" France exclaimed as he pranced around a plaza. His eyes gazed out on the lovely couples streaks across the area. The smile he normally has lowers as he continues to stare at the loving partners. "But, I 'ave no one to love." He says sadly.
As soon as he says this, his phone begins to ring in his pocket. "Hmm?" He says. His hand starts to take out a phone from his back pocket. He presses a button. "'ello?" He said.
"Herro, France-San." A familiar voice echoes from the speaker. "Are you free at the moment?" France thought about it for a bit.
"Well, no. W'y do you ask?" The French man replied.
"America-San is hosting a rittere party for nations that feer a bit ronery on Varentines' Day." Japan said stoically as always. France sighed. Nations can't have human relationships since mortals die earlier than nations and countries don't interact well with each other enough to be in one.
"I accept zhe offer!" France triumphantly proclaimed.
"Arr right, I wirr inform America-San." Japan monotonously said.
-----------------------------------
France pulls up to a fairly large house that seemed unnaturally normal. He quickly parked his car to the curb and headed over to the American's home. As he steps into the doormat, his eyes notice lettering on the mat. "The Hero's Awesome Doormat✰" it says engraved in red, white, and blue. That's the most random and most American thing I have seen so far. France contemplated. His hand gently pounds against the wooden surface of the door. A slight rumble of footsteps is being heard from behind it(What is up with me and doors?😂). The door creaks open to reveal Japan wearing a simple dress shirt and black suit pants.
"Wercome, France-San." Japan says as he bows respectfully to France.
"Bonjour, mon petite one!" France replied as he winked playfully at the Japanese man.
"Prease, come inside. You are the rast one to arrive." Japan muttered. France nodded as he was being led to the living room of the home.
The Frenchman noticed many very peculiar things being hung on the walls of the house. They were ranging from food eating contest trophies to random pictures of bald eagles. The hallways were in matching color sequences of red, white, and blue. How American can this man be. France thought. Oh wait, he IS America.
As they reached the living room, France sees the G8 without China this time. He sees America fixing something up on the television. America turns around and greets the Frenchman with his usual bright smile.
"Yo, dude! How's it hanging? I'm just fixing the T.V for us to watch!" He exclaimed loudly as always with a remote on his right hand.
"Shut up! I'm trying to relax here." Britain cried next to the American. The Brit was sitting very gentlemanly on a sofa chair whilst sipping a cup of soothing Earl Gray. France lightly chuckled at the commotion.
"Ohonhonhon~. So much tension!" He pervertedly said as usual. The two men just sweat-dropped at the comment.
"So, what are we do in here?" France said as he changed the topic.
"What is the point of us being here in this stupid country, da?" Russia asked innocently at America.
America stared angrily at the Russian but ignored it.
"Dudes, we all know that we are single as hel!." America began.
"I'm not lonely!" Britain cried. "I don't need love!"
America laughed at the comment and said, "Yeah, right! And I hate burgers!" England blushed at the statement and settled down. "I invited y'all here to show you something that will make your mind blown!" America enthusiastically said.
"Jou would a vay to get dates?"
"Ve~ Do you-a have magic girl-getter machine-a?"
"You got a girlfriend, idiot?"
"Was your government was hacked, da?"
"I think I know what it is-"
"I am curious."
"Guys, lower the volume down a notch! It's something that is limited edition and I am the only owner of it! It's...." America said slowly as he took something from out of his pocket. The curiosity levels in the room was rising as the American slowly took out the item of attention. "THE NEW SONIC MOVIE!!!" He yelled.
"That's it?" France said.
"I knew it." Canada whispered quietly next to France. The room's liveliness died little by little in realization. Well, what else do you to do in Valentines Day by yourself with an American? Watch the new Sonic Movie of course!
---------------------------------
Hiya, gamers and non-gamers, Happy Valentine's Day! The day where I get reminded of how lonely I am. Hope y'all enjoyed the story and the ending. Gosh, I love the ending.
~Mango
YOU ARE READING
Hetalia Short Stories!
FanfictionI won't do ships because I specialize in short (funny) stories. I might add an OC or two, but they won't be too important. They'll be like background characters! Ill warn if it happens since I know some people don't like OCs
