UKUS Fanfiction - Revolutionary War

Warning! This book is rated T...It may change in later chapters...may contain smut

This book is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL! America loses the Revolution and England gets all possessive, OBVIOUSLY we DID NOT lose the Revolution, and we gained Independence...

This is not to be taken seriously! This book is not made to offend anyone in anyway!

This anime is about personified countries!

This story is my OWN IDEA...No STEALING! Anyways, Thank you for giving this book a chance! Sorry for my rant, Hope you Enjoy! S.I.B.~

"Well, obviously, we'll have to do something about this, otherwise, it will spell trouble for us later"

"Yes, well, I see your point, but we can't do much of anything for the time being" "We could stop all supplies from import, eventually they'll run out, and come crawling back, asking for forgiveness, and then our problem is solved".

12 men sat around a table, they were discussing rather important and secretive matters, not like half of the population of England had not heard of it, but they still chose to keep these 'meetings' private anyways,

"No, no, that would never work, they could get supplies elsewhere, Germany, Italy, France, China, Russia even. They wouldn't come back if we begged them to"

"Your right, even so, they can't just break away like this, I mean, really."

"Come now, think gentlemen, we have to find a way to keep them under control."

The ranting continued for a good hour or so, until someone got a great idea, "We could just go to war." Everyone turns to face the head of the table...

The man at the head has shabby blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and those unmistakable eyebrows. He's wearing a formal jacket, stopping just below his knees.

"Why if it isn't the all great and mighty!" one of the man states, "Finally decided to voice your opinions, hmm?"

The man simply chuckles, "No," he leans back in his chair and smirks darkly, making the rest of the men at the table shiver, he puts his hands down on his arm-rests, but still smirks, giving off a relaxed posture, "I just got tired of your annoying and constant bickering, is all"

One of the men gulps, "Well, if we go to war, it would give them reason to request help from the other nations, and we would be in quite the predicament, Mr. …..." the man looks towards the head, not really knowing the others name,

"Kirkland. Arthur Kirkland; but you may call me England." the man simply states, it wasn't very formal to be called Arthur or Kirkland around the times of important meetings, such as this one.

"Ah, yes, Mr. England? If you don't mind me asking, what do you ….suppose we do about the other nations helping our..." the man stopped, trying to find the appropriate word for this situation, but found it hard, "...colonies? If I may call them that, for the time being."

The man at the head stared blankly at the man before answering, "Well, I suppose, we do not declare they are breaking away, or, in their words, declaring 'Independence' on us." The man's smirk falls away, and he leans forward slightly, elbows rising from the relaxed position they were in, and resting them on the table. He brings his hands up, intertwines his slim fingers, and rests his chin on his hands, becoming serious.
"And when they do," he gives a devil smirk, dark, deadly, cold evil, devious, and vile smirk, "There will be hell to pay."

So, what do you think? Too dark? Not dark enough? Sad, Depressing, Interesting, Scary, Creepy, Angst, Weird, Dangerous? Any tips are appreciated! Hope this wasn't too dark, because the next couple of chapters are going to keep getting darker and darker! Anyways, thanks for reading till the end! Reviews are appreciated and welcomed! Anyways, Thank you again~!

P.S. Rating may change due to later chapters!

S.I.B.~