(Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Hetalia: Axis Powers in any way.)
Rain poured viciously outside. It lashed against the windows. America reached up to fiddle with one of England's strands of blond hair. England, however, was buried heavily in some stuffy old book of his.
England's house sure was boring when it rained. Sure, he could turn on the television, but it didn't seem worth the effort to do so. He wanted England to pay attention to him not the book that he was reading.
America happily wrapped his arms around England's torso. He nuzzled into the older nation's side. "I love you," America purred into England's shirt. He nuzzled closer, lovingly.
"I love you too." England patted America's head lightly. No smile graced the Englishman's features. The concentrated crease in his eyebrows didn't even consider smoothing out. England's emerald eyes never left the faded yellow pages of his apparently engrossing novel. All America received was a boyish pat on the head.
Well, seemed like it was time to bring out the big guns.
"I want you to meet my kids."
That grabbed England's attention quite well really. The faded old book fell to the ground, but England made it seem causal, planned. America sure had the other blond's attention now. In fact, he was fairly certain that England hadn't yet blinked.
"What was that, Alfred?" England's tone was incredibly patient. he gently ran his fingers through the American's blond hair. It was exactly like England thought he was a little boy who had just suggested something completely outlandish.
America frowned indignantly. He wasn't little anymore, and he hated when England slipped back into those old habits. The American was fairly certain England didn't mean to do it, hell, he probably never even noticed! America was angry just the same.
The American had put quite a lot of thought into the issue. Both nations had been dating for decades. The only way any of his children saw England, however, was as a vindictive old man. America was very taken with England and he wanted his children to be set straight. All fifty of them.
/Author's Note: So, I've been working on this idea for quite a while but I just recently started it. I'm going to give a warning first off that it will probably be fairly long. I have to fit in all fifty states! Also, don't take offense if you don't particularly care for how your state was portrayed. I'm not basing them off anything in particular, and I cannot have them all on great speaking terms with Alfred or Arthur./