{This is a comic strip I saw on Facebook, and I wanted to write it. I don't own anything Hetalia, or this comic.}

One afternoon, Britain was reading a book to ChibiAmerica. He sat in a wooden brown chair and he had America sitting on his knee.

"The pixie warned her, 'You can never tell anyone about the magic you've seen here. If you do, this place will vanish along with-"

He was cut off when America tugged on his ear. Britain was a bit confused.

"What is it, America?" The boy stared at Britain's eyebrows and poked them. Britain was really confused at what the child was doing. Then America pulled his nose.

"Stop it," Britain said.

"Oh, sorry," America said as he left his face alone. Britain felt as if maybe America was bored and put a hand on his shoulder.

"I guess that story was a bit too boring for you, you're getting restless. Do you want to go out and play?"

"No," America mumbled. He noticed Britain's hand on his shoulder and began to poke at it. America was acting very strange to Britain.

"America, what are you doing?" America looked up at Britain with a disappointed look on his face.

"I wanted to figure it out for myself."

"Figure what out?"

"I thought if I poked it, I'd feel it too- At the same time." This was beginning to sound weird to Britain.

"What are you talking about?"

"France said that all his colonies are part of his body-that it's like that for all the nations," America told him. "And since I'm one of your colonies, I wanted to know- What part of your body am I?"

A dark shadow covered Britain's eyes and he was thinking evil thoughts about France. Somebody needed to explain this to America better, and as a big brother Britain felt that it was his responsibility. He decided to drop the evil thoughts about France, but he still held an awkward look on his face.

"You should stay away from that pervert France," then he mumbled something about his hoping that France didn't show anything 'unnatural' to America.

"Huh?" America asked, confused about what Britain was mumbling about. Britain took a deep breath.

"Listen, America, don't take what France says literally. You're not going to feel anything when you poke me. It's more like a joke. It's not like we grow an extra limb when we gain land, and we don't actually lose body parts if territory is seized." He looked up and continued,

"Although, when a nation loses territory, They really do feel as if they lost a part of themselves."

"So it's true!" America said, looking happy. "Tell me- where am I on your body?"

Britain thought about it for a minute, then he put his finger to his lips.

"I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone else!"

"Okay!" America agreed quickly. Britain held a serious look.

"Mr. Britain?" America said. Britain patted the left side of his chest.

"You're my heart," he said with a smile.

America laid his head to Britain's chest and smiled.

"I can hear it! It's beating really load. I think it's because I'm happy."

END