As of every year, England would always spend a week at Australia's house for his birthday. Though the celebration for Australia's birthday wasn't as flamboyant as Americas there was always a beach with plenty of alcohol to go to. Knowing he wasn't going to drink especial that close to the ocean, England decided he would drive Australia who had already started celebrating with a few drinks. Though he said he was fine England refused to let Australia dive no matter how well he could hold his alcohol. It was around lunch time when they decided to head down towards the beach.

"You're going to have to give me directions as I have no idea how to get there," England asked as he pulled up at a stoplight. When asked before they left Australia had only given him a very vague answer and commented that he would give directions as they went.

"You gotta take a left at the next set of lights," Australia responded as he also added in a variety of hand movements which seemed like he was trying to chop the air in half.

"Thank you," was England reply as the light turned green. Australia then proceeded to give directions with the added hand gestures as they made there way towards there destination. It wasn't until after England had missed a turn did a problem appear.

"Don't worry just chuck a u-ey over there," Australia stated.

"What was that?" England asked quite confused at what was just said.

"You gotta chuck a u-ey," Australia repeated not understanding England confusion.

"What in gods name is a 'you-e'," England said sounding even more confused.

"Over near the bottle-o, a u-ey," Australia continued on with his only explanation as to what a 'u-ey' was with his hands which looked like a weird kind of dance move.

"Bottle, bottle-o, what are you talking about lad? Your hand gestures aren't helping," England commented as he tried to look at the hand movements but not for long as he gaze keep shifting back towards the rode.

"Well you've kinda missed your chance," Australia said as looked back behind his seat.

"If you would just explain what a 'you-e' is than I could of-" England started but was cut off by his passenger.

"A u-ey a u-turn, back there, you had you're chance now it's gone," Australia explained with what sounded something like sarcasm in his voice.

"You could have just said a u-turn."

"I did."

"No, no you didn't."

"Kinda did."

"You did not."

"You're mad at me," Australia pointed out.

"No," England refused the accusation.

"Yeah, you are," Australia mumbled.

"I'm not mad at you."

"Yeah, but you're doing the thing."

"What thing?"

"A thing."

"What is the thing?"

"If I say it you'll just get madder."

"I'm not mad," was the last thing either of them said before silence filled the car. England still had no idea where he was going but decided to follow most of the other traffic as the content seen stuck to the tops of there cars basically screamed 'We're going the the beach'. Everything was going well again until Australia spoke up.

"Your eyebrows get bushier," Australia said with all seriousness and as soon as he had said it England slammed on the breaks and gave Australia a stern look.

"Oh shit," Australia then managed to say through his almost silent laughing as he snorted a few times. Nether of them seemed to care about the loud yelling or beeping of cars behind them. England then undid his seat belt and left the still running car with the giggling Australian still sitting in the passenger seat trying to contain his laughter as tears of joy started dripping down his face.


I wrote this a 11:30 at night. I should be writing other stuff like a story that I haven't updated in a few weeks with the next chapter already half done. I've had two weeks holidays away from school where I've done nothing but play The Sims. I go back to school on Monday and haven't done any homework. I'm not sorry.