Boyfriend Scenarios: Hetalia

You Get Drunk

A/N:  Told from his POV.  Based on real stories found online.

Requested by DolphinGhost & Ghost Girl & @TearsOf_AnAngel & @LanguidlyTrepid & @Nei_van

America

CRASH!

I jolted out of bed, hearing a huge crash that shook the house.

'What villain is invading the home of a hero?!'  I mentally yelled, grabbing a nearby baseball bat.

"B-better go see,"  I mumbled, heading down the stairs.  It was then that I heard more bangs, like a demon or a monster or -

I shook my head and hurried to the bottom of the stairs, peaking around the corner.  It was then that I heard the sound of a door handle jiggling.  I looked around and saw the door to the garage moving slightly, like someone was trying to open it.

'Deep breathes, it's time to be a hero!'

I readied my bat just as the door opened to reveal -

"*hic* Alfie?  What are youuuu doin' here?"  I heard [name] say.  I opened my eyes and noticed she seemed a bit ditzy right now.

"Huh?  Dudette?  What's up with you?  What was that crash?"  I asked.

"Just a taaaadddd drunk," She said with another hiccup.  "And had a tiny accident gettin' the car in the garage.  Just a *hic* scratch."

"Ugh, you sure?"  I asked, getting a bad feeling in my gut.  She just waved me off.

"It's fine, fine."  She said, still slurring a bit.  "Just gonna go to bed."  She said, walking off.  Or, well, more like staggering off.

I bit my lip as I glanced at the door to the garage.  I took a deep breath and peeked inside and -

"HOLY [bleep]!"  I yelled.  "[name] you drove the car through the garage door!"

There was wood and dust and dirt everywhere as the car was no doubt wrecked along with the garage door.  Heck, she may have totaled the car.

'She's worse than Iggy when he's drunk!  How she was still walking is a total miracle!'  I thought to myself in horror.

England

"Ugh, what a tough day..."   I mumbled to myself, stepping into the house while loosening my tie.  It was then that I heard what sounded like [name] laughing like a maniac.

'What could be so bloody funny?'  I wondered as I walked into the living room to see [name] sitting on the couch.  The TV wasn't on and she didn't appear to have her phone or a book near her.

"Love?  What's so funny?"  I asked her.  She turned to me, a slight flush on her face.

"Hey Iggy~"  She said, a mischievous smile on her face.  It made me feel a bit annoyed.

"Don't call me that, and what is it?"  I said in a slightly irritated voice.

"I can make an apple fly."  She said, making me cock my head to the side.