Spain draped his arm lazily over the coffee container. He was tired, and a little of that was starting to show. The world meeting was a mess today. Hong Kong started screaming at China, and America wasn't that happy with Mexico and all the other South American countries. And Romano ended up yelling at Germany for no reason.
Flustered, Spain stumbled over to a chair and plunked himself down. His eyes slowly began to shut, and before he knew it, he was cast into a deep sleep.
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America tiptoed into the room. His eyes locked on Spain, and he immediately ran over. The Spaniard laid still on the chair. America then noticed something poking out of Spain's pocket.
"A wallet!" America bubbled. "Master will be so happy if I-"
Spain began to stir. America quickly hid the object and tried to get out as soon as possible.
"Hey, you over there," Spain grumbled. "What are you doing?" He was just beginning to wake up. He rubbed his eyes and focused in on the man trying to get away.
America stopped right in his tracks. "Me, sir?"
"Yeah, you. Idiot. You're the only one here besides me."
"Oh, yeah! Of course! I should have known. Silly me!" America turned around to face him and tried to look innocent.
"Mmhm, silly you. Whaddya want?"
America pondered for a minute. "I would like to know your address!"
"Why?!?! Why do you care?!?!" Spain was alarmed and grumpy.
"Oh, just because....a friend wants to....send you...one of those edible arrangements! Yeah, that's it!"
Spain could sense that something fishy was going on here, but he was too tired to care. He gave the annoying mad his address and shooed him away. The Spaniard shuffled back to his seat and fell right back asleep.
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America grinned all the way home. Master's gonna be proud of me, he thought. Really, really proud.
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It's Not You, It's Me
FanfictionSpain and Romano had been together for ages. The perfect couple. In comes England, and all he wants is Spain to himself. He will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Who will Spain choose? Read to find out.
