1756

"America, Come here." England called as he walked into the American's house.

"Yes?" America answered as he walked in from another room, "What's wrong?" He asked seeing the anguish on his brother's face.

England sighed, "I'll get directly to the point." He said with the most serious of expressions, "Since I am preoccupied with fending off Austria, I need you to keep France busy."

America backed up a few steps, "You mean..." "You want me to fight him?"

"Exactly." He briskly answered, "You will, correct?"

"Uh,...Do I have to?" he asked fidgeting with his sleeve.

"Yes." He glanced towards America. "As long as you're my colony, you will."

"..." He paused, "...Yes sir..."

"Good," He ruffled the American's hair, "Go prepare yourself for battle."

"...Yes sir..." He grimaced, nodded and left to get ready.

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"Uh, what do you mean by 'busy'? I mean I can strip and stuff but..." America asked

"What? GOD! I mean he is a pervert but I don't mean it That way!" England blushed brightly, "What is wrong with you!..." England huffed

"Well..I don't know..." America rubbed the back of his head.

England noticed the others fidgeting, "Honestly..." he sighed, "I'm the only one who's allowed to see you like that." he placed America's head on his shoulder.