Alright well…randomness shielding glasses should be worn when reading this fic.
Warning: In this fic America is extremely hyped up on sugar, he will be putting no spaces in between his words in his sentences except when he is singing…yes that's right he'll be singing to poor England…
Disclaimer: I do not own The Happy Song or America Fuck Yeah song
TWOSHOT
Alfred knew what effects sugar had on him…
So why in god's name did he continue to eat really sugary foods?
This was all Arthur Kirkland could ask himself as he walked home with the overly hyperactive sugared up American. Alfred was talking at about a thousand miles per hour and bouncing up and down.
"," Alfred didn't even have the time to put spaces in between his words. "Ithinktheygavemeasugarrush!"
Luckily from many years of experience with this before Arthur knew exactly what Alfred was saying.
"This is why I rarely gave you sweets as a child," Arthur rolled his eyes as he took Alfred's key and unlocked the door to Alfred's house. "You were always too hyperactive afterwards I couldn't even get you to bed!"
"," America shouted at the top of his lungs. "IMMASINGOK?"
"Wha…" Arthur asked.
"I am really special cuz there's only one of me," Alfred sang really loudly at the top of his lungs. "Look at my smile I'm so damn happy other people are jealous of me, when I'm sad and lonely I like to sing this song, it cheers me up and shows me that I won't be sad for long oh oh oh…"
"America," Arthur pointed to him. "Are you…ok?"
"I'm so happy I can barely breathe," Alfred sang and jumped around on his furniture. "Puppy dogs and sugar frogs and kittens baby teeth…"
"America," Arthur said. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Watch out all you mothers I'm happy it's hard core," Alfred screamed pretty much as he ran out his door into his yard. "Happy as a coupon for a twenty dollar whore Hahahahah!"
Arthur ran out and pulled him inside. Alfred broke free though and danced throughout his house.
"I'm really happy, I'm sugar coated me," Alfred sang. "Happy good, anger bad that's my philosophy!"
Arthur grabbed Alfred from behind and dragged him over to the couch where he held a tight grip on him until he started kicking Arthur's ankles.
"I can't do this man," Alfred exclaimed. "I'm not happy!"
Arthur just rolled his eyes and held on tighter.
"I am really special cuz there's only one of me," Alfred sang right in Arthur's ear. "Look at my smile I'm so damn happy other people are jealous of me, these are my love handles and this is my spout, but if you tip me over then mama says knock you out!"
He then elbowed Arthur in the ribs until he let him go.
He sprang up in front of Arthur and continued his song.
"I am special I am happy," Alfred sang. "I am gonna heave!"
Arthur gave him the weirdest look anyone could give mankind.
"Welcome to my happy world," Alfred sang really loudly and pointed at Arthur. "Now get your shit and leave!
"I beg your pardon?" Arthur asked sternly.
"I am happy I am good I'm," Alfred sang and then ran off. "I'm outta here…screw you!"
Arthur groaned and then ran after the hyper American as he tore down the hall to his bedroom.
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This is only part 1… o.O