Author's note: Fem!England people. Fem!England. This is the first chapter of The Book of Alice Kirkland. I know it has been done before, but I really wanted to try. I don't own Hetalia!
Chapter one, Hero Kisses and Big Brothers
Alice Kirkland, or England or Iggy, well she had many names, sat in her sitting room, sipping and enjoying her Earl Gray tea with her favorite tea cup. The one with Union Jack on it. Just then, she heard the front door open. She sighed, knowing who it was, but she also smiled, just a little.
"Alfred F. Jones! You better take those muddy shoes off before you walk into this sitting room! I'm not cleaning more of your messes in my house!" Alice yelled. She heard a chuckle from the hallway. She rolled her eyes. A blond with glasses came into the room. His shoes off. His glasses fogged and wet from the rainy London weather. His hair was soaked as well. His whole face lit up with a smile.
This man was America.
He smiled at the older woman. "No worries babe. I wouldn't do such a thing to you." He said before kissing her cheek. Acting as if he did no wrong. She put her tea down and rolled her eyes.
"You just don't want sex to be taken away." She muttered. Alice then felt strong, warm arms lifting her up, bridle style. Alice squealed and Alfred laughed.
"Jeez, calm down Iggy. You know me so well though." He said. She was about to tell him off, that was until she felt his warm lips on hers. She sighed and kissed the git back..
They where so caught up in the kiss the didn't hear the door open or see two red heads and a blond came in. All having the same green eyes. By this time, Alice and Alfred where on the coach, Alfred's hand up her shirt.
"GET YA NAST' AMERICAN 'ANDS OFF OUR LIL' SISTERS BREAST!" yelled the man in the kilt, known as Scotland or Angus. Alfred and Alice broke apart right then and there when they heard that voice. When Scotland was angry, it was a very bad sign.
Alice put her glasses on and fixed her pigtails and sweater. Alfred just sat there, red in the face, rubbing his neck.
"What the hell was that Alice?" Ireland, or Seamus asked, or yelled at his sister, while glaring at Alfred. America almost shit and pissed his pants. England glared at all her brothers.
"I told you I was seeing Alfred, you twats. And why don't you ever knock?" She asked.
"Your our baby sister, Alice Jane Kirkland. We don't want to see you like that at all." Wales said, not even bothering to answer his sisters question.
The fighting soon died down and England made some tea or coffee in America's case. Leaving the poor boy with Ireland, Scotland, and Wales.
"Ya broke Alice's lil' heart when ya became ya own country." Scotland said, glaring at the younger man and nation. He fixed his kilt as he did this too. America sighed. "I know." He said.
"If you ever break her heart again, we will break you neck. We don't care if you are America." The Irish male said. America smiled. "I love Alice. I would rather die than hurt her." Alfred said, looking at all the other men.
Just then, Alice came in with a tray of drinks. She handed the gingers tea with whiskey and Alfred his coffee, while she and Wales had real tea.
After that, Alice tried to lock the door whenever America came over to her house.
I hope you liked it so far.