Right, so Kyu-Chan here! With something I thought of while looking through pictures and eating Ice Cream. There's no ulterior motive here or anything. *Nervous laughter* On with the Story then?
Disclaimer: Flaming Kyuubi-Chan does not own Hetalia, if she did GerIta would of been canon a long time ago.
"Why are you here again?" The Brit asked disdainfully, glancing up from his embroidery to look at the other blond.
"Ah, no reason in particular mon cher." Francis responded, snickering behind his hand as he tried to appear innocent. "Just wanted to show you this game." The younger merely sighed before setting down his supplies.
"Game? Something perverted no doubt."
"Well, we could always skip the game and get right to the s-"
"Don't even think about it Frog." He laughed good naturedly as he got up to sit next to Arthur.
"Don't come over here you Git-!" England complained, but was ignored.
"Alright, so to play Fire Truck I run my hand up your leg and you say 'Red Light' when you want me to stop. Simple, oui?"
The Brit eyed him suspiciously. "That's it? I say 'Red Light' and you stop?" The Frenchman laughed.
"Oui, so shall we?"
"Alright….."
Francis placed his hand on the knee of Arthur's slacks and began to slowly move up. After a few seconds-
"Red Light!"
"Fire Trucks don't stop for Red Lights!" He shouted victoriously and began to laugh while continuing.
He ended up leaving with three broken fingers, a bruised face, and a kick to the crotch but-
"It was completely worth it," the blond whispered to himself as he limped home.
Review? For delicious Aisu(kurīmu)? (I will always call it Aisu, blame Kaito)
Mon Cher – My Dear (French)
Oui – Yes (French)
Aisu – Ice (Japanese)
Aisukurīmu – Ice Cream (Japanese)