A/N: Doctor Who/Hetalia cross over. This is just my idea of how they might have met.
France pranced away feeling proud of how he'd just insulted young England. After scowling at France as he ran England lamented over how unrefined his hair looked. He didn't want to admit it but he yearned for a French look. He looked at his hair in the reflection of a pond. He was tugging, pulling, and changing the style in the hopes it would look better.
"He he he."
The girlish giggle made England look up. He saw a pair of young legs covered in white socks. He looked up even further and saw a young girl giggling at him. She had short dark hair and to England very strange clothes. He'd never seen anything like it, it was so strange in fact that he completely forgot whom she was giggling at. He thought maybe she might be a foreigner.
The girl suddenly stops giggling and sees that England has spotted her. She gasps a bit her eyes wide and looking around hastily. Picking a direction she runs off as fast as she can. Maybe it was because of how strange she looked or maybe he found her a little refreshing but for whatever reason he suddenly ran after her. He didn't know whom he was running after but curiosity wouldn't allow him to stop running.
She sees him tailing her and it prompted her to run faster but England was still following behind. She feared for her life as she ran. Scary thoughts ran through her mind. "What is he going to do with me?" she thought. Next she thought, "What if I get put in jail?" But perhaps her scariest thought of all was "What is grandfather going to say?"
As she ran up a hill she could feel herself slowing down but she knew she was nearing her destination. A very blue box like thing was getting clearer and clearer as she kept running forward. An old man near the blue contraption hears the sound of running and turns to see the commotion.
"Susan! What is going on?" he seemed to explode.
"I'm so sorry grandfather I really am! But please!" She ran behind him and grabbed on to him trying to hide from young England.
England suddenly stops and looks in awe at the old man protecting the girl. The old man had an intimidating expression. His eyes seemed to peer through England's entire body as if he knew everything and anything there was to know about England. He was very scared of this mysterious old man and his strange clothes, strange granddaughter, and his strange blue box. His feet were planted on the floor and were unable to move. The old man walked toward England slowly moving his cane forward with each step. As he walked on Susan feared the worst for England and felt a bit guilty about bringing him to her grandfather. England was scared but his feet would not go. He braced himself for the worst. The old man got as close as he could and slowly kneeled down. England flinched and shook.
"You know your hair looks very unrefined." The old man said condescendingly.
Both Susan and England were very surprised by what he said. After recovering from the shock England began to process what he said and was about to respond angrily remembering what France said. He processed an accent similar to his and it soothed England a bit. England looked down and thought for a moment.
"Does it really look that bad?" he asked with a mopey expression.
The old man smiled a bit still looking as intimidating as before he smiled. "Yes but it will stay like this for a long time."
England looked up at him and wondered what he meant by that statement but it wasn't until much later on that he learned the meaning of his words.