Hello everybody! This is my first fanfiction ever!

I'm so happy right now~... Anyway I hope that you will enjoy the story. ;)

I really didn't want to do this but I had to. My new boss ordered me to do so, and what kind of a country would I be if I ignored my boss, who only wanted what was best for the country? But did he really want what was best for the country, or was he simply hungry for power? Why does my work have to be so hard?

"Anyway, I should not think these thoughts; they're so depressing" I say out loud. I think of what I had just said and start to laugh. Man, I really sounded like Spain there, but my laugh died down when I saw England's house. The mere sight of it made me feel as if someone had just punched me. Starting to feel nervous I counted to three before hesitantly knocking on England's door.

'Take a deep breath; everything will go as planned. Take a deep breath; everything will go as planned.' I keep chanting in my head. But so deep in thought was I that I did not notice the door opening at the speed of light until it hit my face. Could this day get any worse?

"Ha! I got you, you bloody frog! That's the payback for saying that my scones tastes like-!" England stopping yelling abruptly when he realised that it was me he hit and not the "bloody frog", and then he backpedalled for all he was worth, "Oh, **! I'm so sorry! It wasn't meant for you! **! I hope France doesn't come soon. Wait here, I'll go and get some tissues for you." And then England hurried back into his house in search of tissues for some reason.

"Tissues? What are you getting those for? Ouch!...My nose really hurts." I put my hand to it to feel if it was broke, and as I did my hand got wet. "…Blood?...Ah, now I get it."

"I hope it's not broken." England yelled from the kitchen.

"I came here because I wanted to show you something!" I yelled back, but it sounded a little weird because I was holding my nose so that it wouldn't bleed so much.

"I found them." England said as he returned to me, "Now, you had better be faster next time. What if you had gotten blood on my door?" England scolded me whilst I held the tissue to my nose to control the bleeding. I stared at him, stunned. How did this become my fault? So I'm the bad guy? How nice.

"So what did you want to show me?" England asked, nonchalantly.

'Crap! I forgot!'

"England…I'm so sorry. I hope you will forgive me for this." I say. England gives me a confused look, and he opens his mouth to say something, but before he can say anything I pull out the stone.

England's POV:

France will visit me today, and because of his rude comment concerning my scones last time I will get my revenge by opening the door so fast that it (hopefully) breaks his nose. But even if he all he gets is a meagre bruise, I will still be satisfied. I hear someone knock on my door.

'Shit, it must be France! He's early!' I run as fast as I can to my door, stealthily, making next to no noise. Then, quick as a flash, I open the door, and I am filled with glee when I feel France get hit.

"Ha! I got you, you bloody frog! That's the payback for saying that my scones tastes like-!" I then realise that it isn't France I hit. Dammit...

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry! It wasn't meant for you! Shit! I hope France doesn't come soon. Wait here, I'll go and get some tissues for you." I say, starting to feel stressed. I already have so many things to do today! I have to talk with France, call America and remind him that he is hosting the world meeting next week (knowing America, he's probably forgotten), do my paper work, cook dinner and now I have to take care of this guy! Oh, and the clock says...four o'clock. Just my luck!...So where have I put my tissues?

"I hope it's not broken!" I yell out to him, but who am I kidding? Of course it's broken!

"I came here because I wanted to show you something!" He yelled back at me. It sounded a little funny because of his poor nose. Wait...there was a lot of blood coming out of his nose...then maybe he accidentally got some blood on my door too! Then that means that I have to clean it up. Just great! One more thing to do! Oh! I found the tissues!

I start to walk back to him, saying, "I found them." I hold up the packet of tissues, and he gladly takes them. I check my door for blood as he sorts himself out, and when it appears that my door is still spotless I look back at him. So, is he going to break the silence? Apparently not...And so, I break the silence.

"Now, you had better be faster next time. What if you had gotten blood on my door?" He answers by glaring at me. That is very insulting. Hmm…I think it's best if I start to think on what I want for dinner.

"What did you want to show me?" I ask. So, dinner. Fish maybe? Yes, fish would be great to eat; I just need to go the supermarket before it closes. But, then again, it takes a long time to cook fish…Maybe I should make something that cooks faster?...

"England...I'm so sorry. I hope you will forgive me for this." He says. 'Wait. What? What is he talking about?' I was about to ask him, but when he put his hand into his pocket and pulled out something shiny, suddenly I could not make any words come out. It was like my body began to shout down. My eyelids started to feel heavy, and then I lost consciousness.

The other person's POV:

When England fell into the trance, I felt really guilty. How can I hypnotize someone without asking? But it's too late to back down now.

I survey England. He is just standing there, with his now half-lidded, dull eyes looking on at my sea blue stone.

"England, do you hear me?" I ask him. He nods in response. "I want you to fall madly in love with America, and you will show it. You will start small, like giving him chocolate, but as the weeks go by you will show it more and more. You will make him fall in love with you in return." I can't help it; I kind of like to have this power.

"Yes..." England says and it snaps me out of my power-hungry thoughts. I'm so sorry, England. I shouldn't think such awful things.

"England, when you come out of this trance, you won't remember that I was here, and you won't remember that I have hypnotised you. You won't think on why you love America. You will come up with any reason and do anything just to be with him, okay? When I walk away, you will wake up from this trance." Oh, I almost forgot! Quickly, I whispered something to England – something my boss had reminded me of a hundred times. I remember him saying 'Do not forget this!'before I left.

Once I had finishing whispering to England, I began to slowly walk away, and as soon I was over ten foot away from England's house, I ran.

After three minutes of running, I needed a stop to catch my breath. I was now in a forest and upon a little meandering path. I stopped to lean against the sturdy trunk of a nearby tree; however, while I was leaning against the tree I heard someone whistle…and it was getting closer! Think fast!...I need somewhere to hide! Ehh...Behind a tree? No, it's so easy to see me. Ehh...There! In that bush!I hurriedly jump into the bush, just as I hear someone walk past me, and I carefully peek out of my hiding place to see who it is. It's France! Thank God he did not see me; it would have been hard to make up a convincing story as to why I am so close to England's house.

Once France had passed, I quietly crept out of the bushes and continued my walk home, but my whole body was really itchy…Wait, don't tell me that bush was...I walked back to the bush and look at it, worriedly. Yes. It was a poisonous bush. How wonderful. Why does stuff like this always happen to me? Regardless of my irritated skin, I managed to proceed to hobble on home, and hoped that I had done my job well.

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