RIIIIING RIIIIIING RIIIIING.
"SHUT UP SO I CAN ANSWER THE PHONE!"
"MAKE US!"
"JUST BE QUIET FOR ONCE IN YOUR BLOODY LIVES!"
"NO!"
"SHUT IT NOW! Hello, England speaking."
"Hey Iggy."
"Oh, hi America"
"I was wondering if you wanted to do something today...?"
"Sure, that'd be fu-"
England was cut off by a loud crash.
"SCOTLAND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY PANTRY." the Englishman screamed.
"OH SHUT IT YOU OLD COOT!" a heavily accented voice replied.
"...England, who's there with you?"
"Just some family. So, today, what was it you wanted to do?"
"'iono, thinking about a movie or some-" America heard screaming down the phone.
---
"IRELAND STOP HITTING NORTHERN IRELAND NOW!"
"HE STARTED IT!"
"DID NOT!"
"England, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just my brothers are here and are destroying my house, thats all."
"Brothers?"
"Yeah, Scotland, Ireland, Northern Ireland and..." CRASH "Wales."
"Sounds fun..."
"It's really not. So what film? I heard Sherlock Holmes is pretty good."
"What about Avatar? It's in 3D! Apparently its AWESOME!"
"3D makes me sick, sorry, but I don't think you'd enjoy me vomiting on you."
"Vomiting on who? Who're you talking to?" Northern Ireland asked.
"I'm talking to America. So if you'll excuse me."
"Is America your boyfriend?" Ireland questioned. England went red.
"HA! You're blushing! He must be!" Wales yelled, appearing from nowhere.
"Nah, course they ain't together, like America would ever date that old todger." Scotland commented.
"Well let's ask America ourselves then!" Wales declared, stealing the phone from England, putting it on speaker and yelling at America.
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"Hi! This is Wales! We wanna know if you're dating our brother!"
"Erm... Hi Wales..." America heard someones muffled screaming and figured it must be England.
"er, wales..."
"Yes America?"
"What are you guys doin' to iggy?"
"we're just restraining him so he doesn't interrupt, thats all."
"right..." America heard the phone being swapped hands.
"aye, there laddie."
"erm, who's this?'
"Scotland. Now, about England, you can't be dating him can you? He's so old."
"He's not that old Scotland." America admonished.
"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT LADDIE! TELL US WHATS GOIN' ON OR ENGLANDS GETTING ONE OF IRELAND'S BOMBS UP HIS ARSE."
"Fine, yeah, we're together. Now don't blow him up. I'm comin' over to sort this out."
"See you later than laddie." Scotland grinned. "You can let him go now Ireland." England was released and he gasped for air. Oh hell. he thought Americas coming
Heyy there! basically, I was bored last night so i started writing and Voila!
... yeah.
It's another insomnia fuelled Fail fest.
woo.
reveiws?