Wow, this will officially be my first fanfic, so I apologize in advance for any major mess-ups! I'm going to try to keep these short for people like me who only skim these. OHH aaaannnd this is a yaoi pairing, as in GUYxGUY. Don't like don't read. Well without further ado... On with the story!
America was plotting, no that sounds creepy and France-ish. No, America was planning, that sounds better(to him at least). You see England had been acting weird, and he wasn't paying enough attention to America.
America not liking the thought of his Iggy ignoring him, yea you heard right his Iggy, was going to find a way to get his attention again.
It was probably pretty hard to tell (keep telling yourself that and you might believe it) but, America liked England, like, like-liked England. But as unherioc as it may be, America was way to afraid to tell him, and settled for just being his friend. 'He's probably straight anyways,' he'd tell himself, 'even if he DID swing that way, he'd probably like France more then me...' He got kinda sad at that but then he'd be like 'BUT IMMA HERO, if Iggy's happy then I am too!'
But I digress, America was going to try to figure out what was up with Iggy, AND get his attention while he was at it!
Sadly for him though his plans never did go to well, especially when he really tried to think them through, all he did was get England mad and have to be lectured for half an hour by the grumpy Brit, and that would only accomplish one part of his plan.
He wasn't coming up with much and America thought that just going up to England and saying, "Hey, whassup, you've been acting funny, and I was worried.", wouldn't work seeing as England, being the smart man he is, would figure out how America felt, and that would be bad.
After hours upon hours of thinking and coming up with blanks, America decided to take a break and watch T.V. While eating brain food, which just happened to be, cheeseburgers.
Flipping through all sorts of channels he settled on a new music channel, which was, apparently having a marathon for "Your Favorite Martian Music". America wondered if his friend Tony listened to this and marked it down in his book of things to ask people.
The song he came in on ended and the announcer went on to talk about the next song, " This next one is a bit...stereotypical...I give you the 'Stereotype Song'!"
America fell asleep sometime throughout the song, dreaming about burgers, martians, and, of course, Iggy.
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