I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. Please Review and Thank You. In this America is a Colony meaning he is a child.

Want Some Bunny Stew

By waterrain

England noticed that America was playing with some bunny's that were hopping around, the boy was giggling, and smiling brightly.

"Do you like bunny's?" England asked calmly and he looked down at him.

"No. I love bunny's." America replied happily as he gently snuggled a bunny he held in his arms. "They are soft, warm, and nice."

"Do you want some bunny stew?" England asked causally and not really meaning it for he knew that America was attached to those creatures for some reason. He regretted that question for those large blue eyes filled up with tears, that lip trembling, and within seconds America grabbed England's ankles.

"No, No, No. I love the bunny's! I don't want to eat them!" America cried as he spun the shocked green eyed Nation around and around. "Run, Bunny's! Run from England and please don't come back! I don't want you to become stew!"

America was crying as he spun England around in the air by the ankles for several minutes.

"Please calm down! I didn't mean it, America! I wouldn't cook your beloved bunny's! I'm sorry!" England yelled out, he was tossed by his Colony, and almost hitting the tree. America's cheeks were flushed, big blue eyes were puffy, and he sat down on England's lap.

"Do you mean it, England? You won't cook my bunny's for stew?" America asked him while staring at him with watery eyes and England sighed softly to himself for his colony looked rather upset.

"Yes, I won't cook your beloved bunny's." England replied gently, he gently wiped America's damp cheeks, and then kissed him on the forehead. "I was just joking about the whole bunny stew."

"It wasn't funny." America muttered firmly and he hugged the green eyed Nation. "If you say anything about cooking my heroic and beloved bunny's again. I won't forgive you and I will more than likely hate you forever, England."

England nodded, he hugged his America, and he believed his colony for he knows that boy deeply treasures the bunny's for some reason.

"I won't mention such a thing again. So please don't hate me. You calm me down and make me happy, love. I promise I won't mention the words Bunny Stew and I won't make it." England commented softly as he hugged him close. America smiled brightly, he looked up at the green eyed Nation, and mentally wished he could call him Brother.

'England doesn't want me to call him brother for some reason. I wonder why he doesn't want me to call him brother.' America briefly thought and he blinked his blue eyes. 'Oh, Well it doesn't matter. He is like a big brother to me.'

"Love you, England. I'm going to find my heroic bunny's now." America said cheerfully as he let go of the older Nation, kissed England on the right cheek, and left.

"Bunny's, Bunny's! England promises he won't cook you! He promises he won't make bunny stew out of you! So it's okay to come out and play with me!" America called out happily, England smiled to himself, and watched as some bunny's hopped towards the smiling blue eyed Colony.

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