Licking Cold
In the midst of winter, our honorable hero and beloved Brit were strolling through a petite town in northern United States. Somehow, America had convinced England to step out into the frigid cold. Thus America with an idle smile on his face was tugging along England, who was glaring daggers into the former's sandy head.
America turned to see the new flagpole that had been set up at Coulson Elementary. "Hey, England," America said dragging England over, "check out this awesome new flagpole. Very patriotic, right!"
England stared at the bare pole for a moment. Then, a sly smirk slid its way onto his face. "Yes America, Quite patriotic. You know, my people have a glorious way to christen new flagpoles."
"Tell me, tell me. I want to do it!"
"Oh, I don't know, I don't think you can handle it" England turned his head away slightly, using his hand to hide his devilish smile.
"PLEEEEEEAAAAAASE," America begged on his knees.
"Fine, fine. You're making a scene!"
"Yay! Spit it out!"
England sighed and looked America straight in the eyes "You lick it."
"What?"
"You lick the pole" England said completely straight faced.
"That's, er, odd."
"As I thought." England feinted leaving.
"No, no, no, no," America pulled England back, "I'll do it."
'"Do then" England said mockingly.
America licked the pole with all his tongue. "She, tat vasn't so ard." America tries to pull his tongue of the pole "Vill, yu help meh now?"
England looked upwards it a thinking posture, stroking his chin. "Hmm, no. I'm not very good at that kind of stuff. But you know who is? Russia. He's an expert with this. I'll just call him up. He'll be here in a couple hours. Sit tight." And with that, England strolled away to enjoy some afternoon tea.
Ouch, I've been making England a bit mean, havn't I. As for other things,I'm saving the Asian family till I start studying Mandarin this fall.
Question: what should I do next? [Keep it teen, please]
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