HETALIA! This is a friendship fiction between a bunch of the countries, including Nyo!Countries =D
If you have any particular relationships youwant seen let me know!
This first Chapter…
Nyo!America and England
(. Nyo!America = Amelia)
(Nyo!England = Alice)
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.
Arthur walked into his house rather disgruntled. He had just been to a long meeting with Alice, and right now he needed some R&R. He wanted to grab some biscuits, make some tea, and go watch the new episode of Doctor Who.
When he got into the kitchen he immediately began preparing the tea. He got everything out and put it on a nice platter. Then he went to go get his biscuits from the cupboard. He had just gotten a bunch of Jammie-doggers, and you couldn't have any other cookie when watching Doctor Who. He pulled down the container and looked at the note on the top in disbelief.
"Yo Arthur!
You are out of cookies… and your scones were REALLY stale, so I threw them away!
Please try not to get food poisoning again!
-Amelia!"
"B*^^%##! I JUST MADE THOSE YESTERDAY HOW COULD THEY BE STALE!"
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...
"Arthur! YOU have GOT to come see this Amazing new military tank I built!" Arthur looked up over his newspaper and saw Amelia standing only a couple of feet away from him. "It is soo goanna kick bad guy butt!"
Arthur sighed and began reading his paper again, "Go away Amelia. I am trying to catch up on world affairs. Why not make Alfred see it? Or Germany or Japan?"
"Alfred helped me build it dumbas-asmatic" Amelia quickly said seeing Sealand come into the room. "Both Kayo and Kiku are busy, Germanys never say anything and You always see what I build! Please!"
"I'm busy."
"Come on!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"NO! And that Missy is final!"
Amelia glared at him and leaned in close so only Arthur could hear her voice. "Do you remember that party Alfred held a couple of years ago? How drunk you got?" Arthur put down his paper and stared at Amelia. "I know where he keeps the pictures of dressed as a Fairy Princess."
"What are you getting at?"
"Come or I will show them to Francine."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Oh, wouldn't I?"
Arthur glared and dropped his voice to a deadly tone, "No you wouldn't. If you do J.K. Rowling might get a call about a new idea for a story about Amelia Jones and how she thought she had a ghost in her closet… until the revolution."
"…"
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place & say "drink the rest of that ! You know we don't waste!"
Amelia laughed as Arthur stumbled around the club laughing like a manic. Gilbert came over and slapped his back happily, "Didn't know you had it in you, Brit! You're like a stinking lake!" Gilbert laughed at the unclear comparison and went over to Amelia.
Arthur stopped and looked down at his drink. Maybe he had enough… there was still over a half a mug of Ale left in his cup though… seemed like a waste after Gilbert had bought everyone the round though. But last time he had gotten this drunk he had started singing yankie-doodle.
Before he could put his drink on the table Amelia raced up and shoved his drink into his mouth, laughing her signature laugh. "COME ON IGGY! WE DON'T WASTE!" She laughed and was dragged off by one of the guys as another song began to play.
The next thing he knew he was getting carried home by Alfred and Amelia going on about his new rendition of Justin Beiber's "Baby."
"Dude is never living this down!"
"…Amelia how are you still walking?"
"I drank Diet coke!"
"…I hate you both."
FRIENDS: Will help you move.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.
"ARTHUR WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"Shut up!" He said tossing her the shovel. "We need to move this thing now!"
"…Arthur… is this my missing general from the war of 1812?"
FRIENDS: Will hold back after a guy insults you.
BEST FRIENDS: Break his nose.
Amelia was practically jumping up and down as she and Arthur went through the line. "THIS IS SO COOL!"
Arthur cringed at her shrieking but smiled a little anyway. "I'm glad you like it."
"I've never been on the London Eye before! Or in Big Ben! I GET TO GO IN BIG BEN!" She hugged Arthur around the middle. "Thank you!"
"Heeelllloooo~" Arthur cringed at the sound of the French voice but turned to look anyway. Francis was standing behind them looking smug. "What are you two trompers doing?"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN ENGLAND?"
Amelia smiled and pointed at the giant clock in the distance. "Arthur is taking me to see his Big Ben!" Arthur flushed and sputtered a little when Amelia said that, reminding himself that she didn't know how that phrase could refer to something else in his home. However his heart sank a little when he observed the Frenchman's face and realized he knew exactly what it meant.
"Is that so? Well," he went up and grabbed Amelia's chin making her look at his face. "If you want, later I could show you MY Big Ben, mon cheri?"
Arthur grabbed Francis and spun him around to face him, then punched his face.
"YOU BROKE MY NOSE!" Francis launched himself at Arthur and began to fight him right in the middle of the street. Later, after Amelia had broken them up, she was at Arthur's house bandaging him up. He looked at she pulled out a box of Band-Aids and sputter in protest.
She glared, "You started a fight in the middle of the street. You're getting Liberty Kids band aids and you're going to like it!" He grunter but allowed her to put them on various small cuts. It was silent for a while as she worked.
"I'm sorry I couldn't take you to the London Eye."
"Oh, you're still taking me later. You promised! … Hey Iggy?"
"Yeah?"
Amelia looked up at him curiously and innocently, "Since when does France have a Big Ben?"
He fell off the stool laughing, and only laughed harder as he saw the poor girl was serious.
=P
First Chapter done!
If you have any friendship things you want to see done, just let me know!
And I see Amelia as a clubber, but not a slut or anything. She just likes to have fun. I also see her as being a bit of a Tomboy with a lot of guy friends. =D
REVIEW PLEASE!
