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Melt(usuk let's try!)

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England woke up this morning thinking about a certain someone.he blush at the thought of his face. He got up and started getting ready 

He got dressed in a nice outfit looking at himself think he was over reacting about this day. 

He got his umbrella just incase he rain and headed out walking to the park. He waited there for America 

He held the umbrella tightly thinking about what could happen suddenly there was a voice.

America rain over"yo England!"smiles. England jumps at the sound of his loud voice he faced him"oh hello America."he tried to keep his blush down.

They started to walk and talk.

Then suddenly it started to rain.They rain under a building looking out and waited a while to see if it would stop raining.

Guess what it never did...

England gripped the umbrella a little shy to pull it out but America notice.

America looks at it"we can use that to get to your place."

England face turned pink"r-right I forgot I had the bloody thing."he liedAll Rights Reserved

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Tue, Nov 25, 2014

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The Storm [DISCONTINUED]

{STORY DISCONTINUED and I'm probably never gonna finish it whoops} The world is ending, obviously. America never really paid attention to the news, only Good Morning America, of course, but when the flooding and crippling storms started in the south and worked their way to D.C., he got nervous. There were warnings, scientists predicted the amount of blah, blah, science, science, random crap, big words. . . World catastrophe. The Storm. Bunkers and shelters were built, supplies were stocked, factories and farmers worked around the clock before the Storm could hit them. One might think the United States was prepping for war, and in a way, they were. They had to fight for their lives. Alfred is alone in a bunker, panicking for his people and brothers and the rest of the countries like Japan and Germany. He hears a distant muffled sound above the howling winds, a frightened little boy sits in the corner with an old stuffed bunny sucking his thumb. No one notices him. How is America supposed to protect hundreds of people and himself against a storm that could kill people in a number of ways? And now a kid had moved him to become his caretaker. When Alfred became independent from England, France had muttered to him that he didn't know the pain of raising a child then losing it. But know, he assumes that he may just learn. ((All Characters to their rightful owners. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya))