ARTIST: alfiewithfries

AUTHOR: hetaliawings

June 1st, 2014 - England's Personality

America and England argue again.

"I can't believe it! Are you that-" the Brit was interrupted by the loud voice of the American.

"Why can't you just be kind and sweet all the time, without criticizing me! I hate you!"

England stopped and stared at the American, with large eyes that showed a little bit of sadness.

"You... You really want me to be like that?"

"Well, yeah!..."

England opened his mouth, but shut it. There was anything to say, right? The person that said "I love you so much" just shot that would be better if he acted different. And worse: is personality wasn't like that all the time. Only sometimes, when he was really happy or wanted to be sweet because America was sick, or was his birthday (which he still didn't like that much).

The Brit just left the room, leaving America in the middle of the living room. The American was so pissed off! And worse: this time was his fault. It was him that started arguing, and it was him ho acted childish.

"Oh my dear Alfred, do you want that wish to come true?" someone said.

America turned around, and there, in front of him... No more nor less: a fairy. A fairy with short, dark hair and red cape.

"What?"

"I'll make that wish come true then. Tell me how it felt like tonight!"

And just like that, the fairy was gone. Before America could say, think or do anything... England entered the room.

"England, dude! I just..."

"America, do you want me to cook something for you?" the America glared at England, confused "Or do! I'll make anything! You only need to ask! Remember that movie that you said last week?"

Did England remembered that?

And so the day continued. England was being incredibly sweet, and kind, and always doing everything America told him to. He even let it pass when America said something like "Are ya gonna with he?"... With his mouth full of food.

It was somewhat good... But...

America didn't like it.

England being like that for an hour or two was fine, but all time? That wasn't fine at all! America liked the way England would shot at him for don't talk properly, for telling him his food was nasty (even thought he would eat it anyway), arguing with him about what football really is... He even missed the way he talked when he was mad!

He liked when he was so confident about dating, but blush madly at simple thinks like kiss... Or sex.

He just wanted his England back!

"Had enough already?" America didn't need to turn around. He knew ho it was. It was the fairy "Ohnohnohn! I knew it! You love your little tsundere, don't you?"

And just like that, she disappeared again. And England, just like before, appeared... This time, with his face all red.

"You bloody git! Why did you... The fairy... DUMBA-" America hold him close.

"I'm sorry... I really love you, England... All of you."