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*Growl.* Bark! Bark!

France growled as he rolled over in his bed. Silk sheet's were down to his waist and he covered his head with the soft pillow. He let out a sigh at this.

*Growl.* Bark!

"Pelucheux! Go to bed it is to early!" France yelled from under his pillow.

Bark! Bark! Bark!

"Alright! I'll take you out is that what you want?" France asked sitting up. The pure white poodle's tail shook and France sighed. The nation sat up in his bed and stretched his arm's. "Alright Pelucheux. Come on girl." France yawned and walked over to his dresser putting on a white button down top and navy blue jean's. France yawned once again and brushed out his hair before looking over to his dog. The Poodle who's name is Pelucheux sat there with the leash in it's mouth. France walked over to the dog and put the leash on her before opening his bed room door and walking the down the hall and down the step's and out the front door. They walked around for a bit and then ended there block walk at the park. France saw some dog's running around like every day and patted his dog's head.

Bark!

"Alright. Alright. You can go play too. Stay out of trouble ma petite chienne." France winked and the dog was let off the leash. It took off and started to play with a few black lab's before France let his head rest on the back of the bench. He closed his eyes and smiled. The air smelt wonderful this morning and there was nothing like a nice summer morning in Paris France.

"I knew I would find you here you mangy mutt." France's eyes opened and he tilted his head back a bit to see a frowning Britt.

"Oh good morning mon cher. It is a wonderful morning non?" France asked. England rolled his eyes and walked around so he could sit next to France.

"Yes it is a good morning. Why are you of all mutt's in this bloody city are here?" England asked. France smiled and flipped his hair.

"I am here because Pelucheux. She wouldn't let me sleep. She wanted to come and play with her as you would say. Doge friend's." France winked to England and the Britt rolled his eyes. He then looked like he was thinking for a second and then looked up to France.

"What dog is yours? Knowing you a small lap dog right?" England asked with a smirk. France rolled his eyes this time.

"I take great pride in my show dog Angleterre. Pelucheux has four gold meddle's and seven blue ribbon's. She is a show dog and nothing less. A pure beauty of the world." France smiled and England looked around.

"So maybe a chihuahua?" England asked. France chuckled and shook his head.

"Pelucheux!" France called. The poodle ran over to him and sat at his feet in a second. France smiled and patted the dog's head.

"A poodle. I should have known." England stated. He looked at the dog and smiled a bit. "She is lovely." England added.

"A French poodle cher. I am shocked. You have no dog?" France asked. England sighed.

"No. I would rather not. It will die and I'll be left alone." England stated. France looked to the sadness in the Britt's eyes and frowned.

"So why were you looking for moi?" France asked. England blinked and looked up.

"Oh right! My boss gave me some thing's to give you. I would rather talk back at your house." England looked at all the people and France nodded. He put the leash back on his dog and got up.

"Then come on cher." France winked and held out his hand. England had a slight blush on his cheek's but France didn't notice it. England took his hand and got up.

"Thank you." he said softly and then let go of France's hand. France frowned for a second and the two started to walk on. Pelucheux watched the two since she was between them. They weren't talking at all and she could tell the mood was getting heavy. As the two made it to France's yard the dog pulled a head surprising France and ran around the two twisting her leash around them and England fell forward. France caught him and the dog pulled forward again to make the two's leg's tie tight together.

"Pelucheux! What was that for! You could have hurt Angleterre!" France yelled. The dog sat down and put her ear's back. England blushed a dark red when he realised he was so close to France. His face was down and he could just feel the heat coming from it. "Are you alright Angleterre?" France asked. England nodded and noticed his hand's were still on France's chest. That was not helping him at all.

"Yeah I'm fine." England said softly. He tried to get the blush to go away but it was so hard being so close to France like this.

"Pelucheux. Undo this at once." France said with such a stern voice. Oh that was wonderful to England's ear's. England shook his head a bit to get the thought out of his mind and France looked down at the Britt. He was kind of worried England was going to start fighting with him and if it came to that they would be on the ground in a very odd way. The dog started to walk around the two and once they were free England didn't notice. "Cher? You can stop touching me." France pointed out. England blinked and stepped away. France noticed his red face and smiled. He gave England a wink and England's face grew a dark shade of red.

"Frog! Your dog is just as perverted as you! You most likely trained your dog to do that!" England yelled. The people next door started to look out window's and France pulled on England's hand and pulled him inside. The dog ran in behind them and he shut the door.

"Do you have to do that? I would rather not have the cop's called on me." France said. England looked away and sighed.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to yell like that. I got carried away." he said softly. France nodded and on did the leash from his dog. He sat it on the stand and walked past England.

"Well come on. You said your boss sent you here to give me something?" France asked. England nodded and walked with the French man to the study. The dog ran off some were in the house.

"Just a few thing's need signed. Then I'll be out of your hair." England said. He didn't seem him self today and that kind of worried France. The two had, had a fling about eight mouth's ago but that was a one night thing and about two mouth's after that England stopped fighting and going out for drink's. France was worried. England gave him an evolve and glared at him. "Due to Prince George being born I will have to leave but you can just mail them back." England said. He looked away and then up to France. "Sorry to have caused you trouble. I'll take my leave." England said and walked away. France felt a tug at his heart. He didn't know why but it hurt to see England walk away like that. He looked like he had a lot to say to France but never spoke a word to him. The French man sighed and started to look though the paper's he was given.

"That's odd. Why is it bugging me so bad? England alway's act's odd. He just seem's so spaced out." France said to himself as he signed another paper. He let out a sigh and looked out his window. "What was different about him?" France asked. He just couldn't search his mind for an answer. "I guess I'll see him at next week's meeting." France said as he went back to work.

"Angleterre..."

To Be Continued...

I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of the story! Leave a review! The more review's the longer the story! Any guesses why England is acting so odd? Review~! All will soon be answered!

Pelucheux- The name of the dog is Fluffy in French. I Googled it so I hope Google isn't wrong.

mon petit chien- My little Dog. I Googled Dog and that's what I got so hope it's not wrong.

Moi- Me. Come on you should know that. XD

Mon cher- My dear. If you Read FrUk. Then you should know this one too...

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