Summary: You will feel my wrath soon lad. Companion to my other story 'I was going to eat that, thankyou!' You don't have to read that one to understand this one though.

A/N: I only did this because I had some soda and I was bored. I typed this up with a couple burnt fingers so if you find any mistakes please tell me and I will fix them when I get the chance. Sorry for it being so shamefully short.

Disclaimer: I do not own people, no matter how much I wish I did.

~MOCHI~

He scavenged through the freezer for something mildly appetizing. There wasn't much at England's home that really looked edible but that wouldn't stop him from looking.

Closing the freezer he went for the fridge. Opening it up he saw something interesting in a little container right up front.
Pulling it out of its container he looked at the irritated face molded into the round ball before biting half of it off and chewing.

"America, what do you think you are doing?" The British nation asked calmly.

That same calm voice caused fear to bloom in his chest because he knew for a fact that it was merely the 'calm before the storm' kind of calm.

Swallowing, he looked over his shoulder to the shorter blond with a twitchy smile.

"Hey England. Uh… Nothing?" He stuttered hiding the half eaten mochi between his hands.

England walked closer. "Are you positive?" He asked, his green eyes narrowing dangerously as he tilted his head a tiny bit to the side.

America nodded almost hysterically fearful of the Brit's wrath.

"Then what's that you are trying to hide from me?" The American's face fell into a look of horror before he shoved the rest of Mochi!England into his mouth and ran from the real England.

"Dangit America!" England shouted as he chased the other man from the kitchen." Run while you can boy! Because soon, you will feel my wrath!"

America had no doubts whatsoever that he would indeed feel the older man's wrath, and he was absolutely positive he would not like it.

-END! -

A/N: Okay so I felt like putting America's side of the whole thing and why England ate Mochi!'Merica. So yah… Sorry about it being so freakishly short again, I really don't know people I get bored easily and the fact that I could sit down and type this up in one go while my hand screams at me for being stupid and grabbing a frying piece of bread while it's still cooking is absolutely amazing. Um… Give me some ideas for future stuff please? I can write just about anything if I actually try anything you want. So send me a message or something and I will try to deliver. Long Author's Note is long! -stab-

Review please I suppose?