A/N:
It's been forever! I am going to work on this one, and hopefully update it soon! I hope to update more often then I have been. :P ANYWAY! Look for something about the note. There's a hint. A HUUUUGGGGEEEE hint. Thanks! Review and fave maybe :D
~KL
England stands in his basement, lit with many candles, his black cape wrapped around him. 'Okay! Today this spell will work! I just know it!' England thought to himself proudly. He stood in the middle of the circle of candles, mumbling his spell that would make everyone fall in love with his food.
"Quisque amare coctione...quisque amare coctione..." England only needs to say it one more time.
"Quisque amare ME-" He screams as america walks in and scares him. There was a bright light. Did it work?
"Woah! Dude! What was that? ..Oh. Another spell" He said the word spell sarcastically.
"Yes, America. That was a spell and that spell will work!" England argues.
"SURE" America rolls his eyes.
"Why are you even here? And how in the bloody hell did you get in?" England frowns.
"Well, We have a world meeting this week, and so I was going to stay here for awhile! Oh. And you always have your key in your mailbox." America said, handing England his key and some mail. "I grabbed this for you." He said.
England sighs and opens a letter that doesn't have a return address. It read:
Dear England,
A heart from someone dear,
I'm in love with you,
I met you forever ago,
You really caught my heart,
Just I couldnt tell you,
And I accepted our friendship,
As England is my love.
~Secret admirer
England blushed as he noticed England reading over his shoulder. "I wonder who it could be from" America grinned.
'hmm...I met you forever ago? I have known a lot of people for a long time. It has to be someone who sucks at poems...' Music started playing. It was Americas phone. America sighs. "I have to take this...Hello." America said into the phone, walking out of the room.
A few minutes later, with america still outside and England in the living room, England's phone rang suddenly.