I don't own Hetalia blah blah blah. :)
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"Well, there are no such things as aliens." I said without looking up from my book.
"Of course aliens exist! You've met Tony before," America objected. "You know, aliens have visited my home plenty of times. There are videos of their spaceships online everywhere. Spaceships are so awesome and cool." America grinned.
"Honestly, do you ever shut-up?"
"Nope!"
"You believe in the silliest things, like Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster. When will you grow up?" I grumbled.
"Oh, come on, England. I don't believe in everything." America hummed his national anthem a bit with a small gleam in his eye. "Not everything..." He suddenly lowered his voice down to a half-whisper. "you know what I don't believe in? You know what doesn't exist?"
I glanced at him and smirked. "Your common sense?" He responded a grave look. Suddenly, his aura changed to something else entirely. I became unsettled by his seriousness. "What?" I shifted in my seat. America got out of his chair and stepped closer to me. Unsure what to make of this, I sunk further back. "What are you doing?" I said, unimpressed. America abruptly grabbed my shoulders and pulled me, chair and all, closer. Not knowing what else to do, I instinctively held my book up to shield myself. "W-what are you doing-? !" My words stopped short as he leaned in. The light's angle made his shadow engulf me like a whale. America's dark figure moved in closer. I felt my body freeze up. My fingers clenched tighter to the edges of my book. I couldn't move, dammit! What the bloody hell is going on? ! ? ? !
"What doesn't exist is..." He breathed slowly. The hot air ran down my neck. My muscles tightened. All at once, I freaked out and started shaking uncontrollably. "What doesn't exist is..."
"Let me go you moron!" I struggled in vain. His strong hands tightly held me down. "T-THIS BETTER NOT BE FRANCE IN DISGUISE!" I managed to scream. "IF, IF THIS IS F-F-FRANCE! THIS IS YOUR WORST DISGUISE YET!" I started choking up again. "F-france? A-a-america? WHAT ARE YOU-"
"Unicorns." he said flatly.
What?
"Unicorns; they aren't real." He promptly let go of me. "Ha!" I jerked back and gasped for air. "Just kidding!" America grinned. He made no attempt to stifle his laughter. I tried to phantom what just happened, still shivering. "Haha! You thought I was France? Man, I really scared you didn't I?" He laughed harder til tears came in his eyes. Wait, so this whole thing was a joke? The one other time I thought he was serious, he was really MOCKING me?
"How-how dare you say that!" I couldn't suppress myself any longer. I fumed and hurled the book at him. "Unicorns are too real!" I shouted. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and violently shook him. "You idiot! Don't act all serious like that! You got me all worked up for nothing! You think unicorns AREN'T REAL! ? You know what? You and your aliens are rubbish! I bet all of those videos are just made by stupid Americans like you mistaking a flying kite for a spaceship and-!" Whatever else I said, I couldn't hear. My own words sounded incoherent to me as they mixed with America's increasingly loud laughter.
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Well. This was an unexpected result. For FMAluvr49 on DA. I promised her I'd write her a fic for Hetalia Day (Oct. 24) since I couldn't go to the Hetalia Picnic with her. A bit raw quality save minor editing. I tried my best to keep them in character. Excuse the "! ? ? !" by the way. Fanfiction's document editor doesn't like ?s and !s together. I'd say there will be another part of this sometime since I know there will be, but I don't wanna jinx it! :D Hooray! My first non-Shugo Chara fanfic!
So as I go back to my chapter story (90% complete), Review?
