"Whew! Almost done!" Alfred sat back in his chair, stretching. "I can't wait to hand out all of these valentines tomorrow!" He put aside the card he had in his hand and picked up the last blank one.
"Now onto England's. What should I write on his card?" he wondered. Absently, he began with a, "Hey England, Happy Valentine's Day! I know you've never agreed before, but how about being my valentine this year? That'd be so cool, am I right? -X-O-X-O- I mean XXX, or was it OOO? Which one's "hugs" again? Kissing you would be pretty gross. –L-o-v-e-, From, The Super Cool Hero Across The Ocean."
"Hehehe! England'll never guess it's me," he snickered. "Uh, I hope I didn't make it too obvious. I mean, how many other countries are as heroic as I am?" However, this did not bother Alfred for long. He tucked the big red heart-shaped card onto an oversized chocolate bar and tossed them onto a pile of similar cards.
The next day…
"Hey China!" The man in question turned to see an overly excited America trotting up to him.
"Ah, America, ní hăo mā? What is it?" China greeted. America stopped right before China, fishing around in his bag.
"Hello to you too, buddy," he answered. He gave a little cheer when he came upon the right valentine. America presented it to China. "Today is Valentine's Day, so here's some chocolate!"
"Qĭao kē lì?" He happily took it and said, "Xìe xie!"
"No problem, man. Now where's France?" America asked. China pointed to the other side of camp and watched as the younger country shot off.
XOXO
"Hey, France, it's Valentine's Day, so I got you some chocolate!" America announced cheerfully. France snatched up the proffered valentine.
"Ah, a valentine for moi? How sweet~" he cooed, turning it over in his hands. He opened the card and chuckled at the note inside. "Of course I'll be your valentine. Give me a kiss!" France smirked and tried to catch America in a hug, but the younger nation yelped and dodged.
"Ew! No way! That's disgusting!" cried America. France laughed and lunged for him again. America ran off, yelling loudly. By then, France had doubled over with laughter.
"Well, I don't think he'll ever give me another valentine, but it was well worth it to see the expression on his face!" France mused.
XOXO
"Whew, I finally got away from France," America sighed. He peered around, looking from side to side. It just so happened that he was behind Britain's tent. Time for a stealth maneuver! Getting on his hands and knees, he crawled around a side of the tent.
'Score, Britain's leaving right now! This is my chance,' he thought. As soon as Britain was out of sight, America got up and stole into the tent. America snickered at what he saw.
A dainty-looking tea set was perched on a makeshift table constructed with several crates. America had to fish around in his bag a little to find Britain's valentine. He planted it next to the teapot.
"Hehe, even the old man won't miss this! Besides, he drinks tea twenty-four/seven," he snickered.
"What 'old man'?" someone asked from behind America. America whirled around in a panic, miraculously not knocking anything over.
"B-Britain! What are you doing here?"
XOXO
Author's note:
I think it might be a bit boring now, but Britain has arrived, so things will pick up in the next chapter!
Those dashes between letters in America's note were my failed attempts to show cross-outs, because they don't show up on …
Chinese translations! I'm Chinese, so I know what I'm doing.
ní hăo mā: How are you?
Qĭao kē lì: Chocolate (it's based off the word XD)
Xìe xie: Thanks