Names:

Victoria: Seychelles

Bruce: Australia

Francis: France

Arthur: England

Victoria and Bruce have always been good friends since they were little. They would play in the backyard, go 'exploring' and do all sorts of other things, but as they got older they got closer.

"Victoriaaaaaaa~!" France called. Victoria was 13 by this time and had still been close with Bruce. Although they found a lot of trouble being together, mainly from messing with England. "Come 'ere ma petite~" Francis called as he was finishing cooking breakfast. "Come and eat Victoria I made you a lovely fish omelette."

"Coming Papa~!" Vicki called. As she got down and started eating, she was thinking about the plans she had made with Bruce this afternoon. "Oi Papa, can I go with Bruce to the beach this afternoon?"

"Non! You stay away from that hooligan!"

"But Papa-"

"Non means non, I do not want you getting into anymore trouble with that boy! No excuses, when your done-"

"Take your dishes to the sink. I know." France stood there in a daze.

~Le Afternoon~

Even though Victoria was told not to go she still did anyway by casually sneaking out the window because she knows that Francis is out and will be out for a while. She snuck out and headed to Bruce's house.

"Hey Aussie~!" Victoria said to her friend.

"Sup Vic!" Bruce said excitedly. "Shall we go now?" He asked. "Whenever your ready!" As they got to the beach they met they're friends Alfred, Elizabeta, Gilbert and Giselle(America, Hunagry, Prissia and Monaco). They started playing and having fun and Bruce decided it was time to do what he had set this get together for. So he took Victoria to a little tidal area. "Isn't this great?" Bruce said.

"Yeah I guess, this part of the beach is really relaxing."

"Yeah, hey Vic,"

"Yea-" Victoria stopped in surprise for as she turned around Bruce had kissed her. She didn't know what to do, all she knew was that she liked it. As they pulled apart they were both flushed. "Ya, know I've been meanin' to tell ya something for a long time, I just didn't know ho-" He got cut off because Victoria had kissed him. As they stopped Victoria said "Love you too." Bruce was flushed, he was so happy, so in love with this girl who he had known for so long and had so much in common with.

They finally left the beach and as Vic came home she had entered the front door with out thinking and found Francis sitting in the chair waiting. "Where were you?" He said in a stern tone. "I was getting some ice cream with Elizabeta and Giselle."

"You don't have to lie Seychelles, I know you were with that sourcil batard's boy."

"How did you know?"

"Canada told me"

"Darn Canada!"

"Look, I do not want you with that boy because I don't want you to get hurt."

"But I won't!"

"Maybe you won't but I don't want you with any of England's boys,"

"Just because you hate Arthur doesn't mean the others are bad!"

"I've had enough of this, go to your room!"

"I hate you!" Victoria stomped to her room as Francis stood there frustrated in anger.

~Meanwhile at England's house~

Australia had just entered the house and as he was going up the stairs to his room he heard his named being called. "Australia!" Arthur yelled and Bruce walked don into the kitchen. "Your dinners ready." Really that's all he wanted nothing about being out for so long or anything. Wow.

~Le next Morning~

*Knock knock knock*

"Coming!" Arthur rushed down the stairs to answer the door. "Yes- oh, it's you" Arthur scowled.

"Bonjour sourcil batard"

"What do you want frog"

"I want to talk to that Aussie boy of mon's"

"Sure, Australia!"

"Oi what is it!" Australia said running down the stairs. "Do what you want frog"

"Merci" As England left France took the Australian boy outside. "What do you think you are doing boy"

"What, do ya mea-"

"Don't play zat game, why did you kiss my little Vicki"

"Well I, s-she kissed me first!"

"What?! Merci, I will talk to you later!" France sent Bruce back inside and called for England. "What is it frog?"

"Keep your sourcil boys away from ma petite!"

"Wha-" Arthur looked at Bruce. "What did you do?"

"I-i a... kissed Victoria." Bruce said unconfidently as he knew he was about to get lectured. "What?! Why would you do that!"

"Be-because I love her." Bruce said making his point. "I'll deal with you later, America got his head stuck in the cookie jar... again."

~At Le Frances House~

"How could you?!" France screamed. "Could what?" Vicki said confused. "You know, you, you kissed that sourcil boy!"

"Because I love him! Can't you see!" France stood there, he couldn't believe that his little girl would betray him like that.

Author Note: I WILL CONTINUE! Please review and tell me what you think! I love this pairing so much! It really should be more popular!