Charlotte: Hey! This just came as an idea to me sooooo…DISCLAIMER! *points to England*
England: Huh? Oh! Charlotte doesn't own any Hetalia characters and…I'm not sure if she owns the states o.0
Charlotte: *looks around with a creepy grin* Maybe I do, Maybe I don't.
England: Yes, um, anyways. She doesn't own Hetalia. Because if she did….
Charlotte: You'd never look at America the same way again? ^^
England: -_- Yes, that.
Hetalia: States Vs. Countries!
Prologue
England sighed as America's cough seemed to get worse. "Gosh, this the fifth time this month, what are you on you git?" "Ah, it's not our lovely brother's fault, England." France sighed as he burst into the room, as usual, uninvited, "His economy hasn't been too great this year. Are you WORRIED about him, England?" England blushed and turned away muttering, "Now way, why would I care about this moron?" His heart did soften when America coughed violently again.
"This isn't good." America murmured hoarsly, "I was supposed to spend time with ten of the states this week. I don't know how they're gonna take it…" He trailed off then a small, not-too-bright rightful appeared over his head and he turned to France, England, and Russia (who had magically appeared out of nowhere) with a rather creepy grin on his face. England, being the blue-eyed contries older brother, immediately got what he was thinking.
"Ohhhh no." England snarled, making an 'X' with his arm, "We are not watching ten bloody children!" His heart softened slightly, however, when he saw America's pleading eyes. "Please," He begged in a hushed tone, "They were really looking forward to this, it would mean the world to me." A long, awkward silence ticked by as Russia and France made bets on what England would do.
"Okay, fine, we'll watch the bloody states." England caved, looking away from the smiling America, "I'm not happy about it…Bloody wanker." America smiled, then coughed again, "Th-thanks. I owe you one." "One billion more like it. France! Russia! You're helping me too!" "Why should we?" Russia wondered lazily, "Kids annoy me." France began getting a strange aura around him as he muttered, "I could take territories from America." Russia binked, for France had a point. "Okay, I will help." Russia smiled, his evil purple aura surrounding him.
Charlotte: Awww, wittle Arthur has a soft spot for Alfredddddd! How cute. ^/^
England: Shut up! I could care less about that moron!
Charlotte: *makes a heart with her hands* UsxUk for the wiiiiin!
England: Shut it you git. *throws a scone at her head*
Charlotte: Meep! *ducks and starts running from an array of scones* Read and review I'll love you forever okay bai!