It Took All This

Chapter 2

🇬🇧sorry my chapters are so short guys! I will try to make them longer!🇬🇧

"Bloody hell!" England silently cursed. America was backed up against the wall, gun ready, being corned by the axis powers. Germany, Japan and Italy had their guns trained on America ( although Italy's was a watergun, for his safety). America was trying to be brave but failing. " If you shoot me I will just shoot you back!" He said. Germany laughed at that.
"Shooting one of us won't stop this war. we aren't afraid of your empty threats."
England didn't think. he stepped out from behind the corner, handgun ready, and said, "I think you'd better let him go now."
Italy started screaming "PLEASE DON'T SHOOT I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!"
Germany scoffed. "fine! I guess we can shoot two of you!"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." England replied casually.
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, you're all so impossibly stupid you didn't bother to keep an eye on America, for starters."
America was now standing with his gun trained at Italy's head. England moved his aim so that it was facing Japan.
"So, here's the deal. Go, and no one gets hurt, or shoot one of us, and we shoot both of you."
Germany could see he was now at a disadvantage.
"Fine. we will go. But we will return. And next time no one will be their to help you." With that the axis powers slowly walked away.
England immediately turned his attention to America, who was slowly sinking to a sitting position against the wall. He looked completely traumatized. "America, you're not hurt, are you?"
America shuddered. "I could've just been shot." he looked up.
"you saved my life!"
"It's no big deal-"
America ran up to England and hugged him. " Dude, thank you so much!"
"It's alright. I would never let anyone hurt you."
Suddenly, England remembered a day from when America was still a young child.
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It was nearing the end of the French and Indian war (England and France's war for control of America, or in this case, who got to be his older brother). America had already made it clear he wanted England to be his older brother, but France still hadn't given up.
America and England were playing outside when France rode up on his horse. " America, wouldn't you rather live with me that's with that black sheep pf Europe?" He snickered at the nickname.
"Hey, don't call me that, frog!"
"Please England, that's like telling me to lie to your ugly face every time I see it!"
"Why are you even here? America's already made it clear that he wants to live with me!"
Well, America, do you want to live with England or me?" France inquired.
"I want to live with England." America didn't even hesitate.
France was fuming. England knew France would not react well to this. France pulled his hand back, about to hit America. England jumped in front of the child nation, shielding him and taking the blow.
"Man, France, even a pervert like you would never hit a little kid."
Frustrated, France said "you will regret your decision, America! Have fun starving to death!" And France left.
England turned to America, who had tears in his eyes. "Iggy, you're hurt! I'm so sorry! This is my fault!" England embraced America in an attempt to cheer him up.
"It's okay, I'll be fine. I would never let anyone hurt you."
"Thanks, Iggy."
" My name is England, you know..."
🇬🇧wow I definitely made this chapter longer! Please comment!🇬🇧