"Hey, England! How's it going bro?!" America sat on his couch with a huge bowl of chips sitting on his lap.
"Um, I'm fine. And you don't have to yell, I'm sitting right here." England snatched the bowl away. "Don't eat so fast. You'll choke."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, bro." America said and chugged down a bottle of root beer.
"So why did you call me over here in the first place?" England asked.
"Because I'm going camping with my brother!"
"What? I don't remember scheduling to go camping with you, America..."
"Not, you. Canada!"
"Oh... So, why does this concern me?"
"I dunno." America burped and tossed the bottle on the floor. England cringed and scooted to the other side of the couch.
"That's it? You didn't call me to tell me anything else...?" England asked.
"Uh... Not really." America said and grabbed the chips England had deserted.
"Oh... Nothing at all...?"
"Nope."
"America... Can you tell me today's date?
"It's April 23rd. Geez, dude doesn't even have enough money to buy his own calendar. Hey, why do you look so sad all of the sudden?" America noticed England slouching.
"No reason. Well, I best be off. I have an important meeting with France. We're trying to settle our differences. I don't think it will go very well. His perverted ways might clash with my gentlemanly charm."
"Yeah, you need to hurry up for your date." America burst out laughing.
"It is not a date, you git! It's a simple meeting!" England snapped.
"Then where will this meeting be taking place?"
"At...at a restaurant..."
"Hahahahahaha! You're on a date and you don't even know it?! If this was the Japanese dub I'd be 'durufuu'ing all over the place!" America clutched his stomach.
"Shut up! That's not even your laugh, it's just some stupid noise! I'm out of here!" England stormed out the door with America still laughing on his heels.
"It's hilarious!" America leaned on the door frame as his laughter started to die down. "Well good luck with your...meeting." America winked.
"Whatever..." England walked away from the house, but stopped. "America, wait... There isn't anything else you want to tell me? Anything at all?"
"Oh, how could I forget!" America face palmed. He quickly pulled his phone from his pocket. "Follow me on instagram! #'MericanHero! Fuck yeah!" He quickly slammed the door in England's face.
That idiot forgot my birthday...! England stared at the door, Well, when his birthday comes up he won't be getting anything from me! England turned on his heels and walked away, his hands on his hips and his nose in the air. He wasn't going to cry of course, being a British gentleman and all.
"Hey, England!" America's voice called out from behind him. England turned around. He was met with a blue cupcake to the face. "Happy birthday Arthur!" America laughed and quickly ran back to his house.
"You bastard! Get back here so I can kill you! You bloody prick!" England pounded on the door, but was quickly drowned out by America's laughter.