What would happen if England gave Japan red roses?
"Um... happy Valentine's Day. " England mumbled as he gave Japan a big boqua of roses. Japan blushed as he accepted the flowers. Confused as to why he gave him such a thing, a few minutes later he smiled, as he understood the reason behind England's strange behavior. He tilted his head up to meet the blonds eyes to find him blushing as well. England leaned in as gently kissed Japan's soft, tender lips. "Thank you so much for such a lovely gift, Arthur- kun." Japan replied as he lend up against the blonds side. "Y-Your welcome, Kiku-kun."
What would happen if England gave Canada red roses?
"Um... Happy Valentine's Day." England said, handing Canada a large collection of roses as he rubbed the back of his head. Canada stared at the flowers as he unconsciously took the gift. He blushed deeply and buried his face in the boqua to hide his embracement for the blond man. "Thank you, Arthur." He mumbled, almost in tears as he lifted his head and quickly hugged his beloved blond, England. "There's no need to feel embraced, Matthew." Arthur said, placing both hands on the other blonde's waist. Canada pulled his back to look England in the eye and smiled.
What would happen if England gave America red roses?
"Here, take them." Arthur (a.k.a England) mumbled as he turned to the side, blushing, and handed a boqua of red roses. "Hu? You got me flowers. England you..." America stared blankly at the roses, confused and started to laugh. "You're such a girl!" Alfred got right up in the other blonds farce and said. "These come with a kiss, right?" and Arthur punched America as hard as he could and left. "Well, at least he didn't bring scones this time."
What would happen if England gave France res roses? (A/N: bear with me, this is the last one. unless someone comments saying they want another character.)
'Bloody hell, I should have thought this through. Maybe I should run before he answers the door.' Arthur thought as France opened the door of his house. "Angleterre? What are you doing here?" England's face blushed a deep crimson as he turned in shock to face France. "T- This isn't...!" He started and trailed off into a different sentence. "These flowers aren't for you! Don't misunderstand your baster!"
"But I didn't say-"
"Shut up and take them!" Arthur yelled, shoving the roses in his face and running off as France lowered the boqua out of his face. He picked the healthiest looking one out of the bunch and raised it to his nose to smell. "You haven't change one bit..."