"The Tea is ready." Destiny walked into England's living room with a tray, two cups of tea on it.
"Ah, Thank you."
She nodded and left the room, leaving England and America to converse.
She straightened out her maid outfit and sighed.
"Time to work on lunch." She pushed her sleeves up and began working on sandwiches.
"Dude! So what if she's your maid!?" America laughed.
"SO, it's highly improper!" Britain glared at the simpleton sitting across from him.
"Pfft, rules are for pussies!" America grinned.
"You're so crude..." The green eyed man sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Hah! At least I'm not a wuss!" The other blonde smirked.
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, YOU WANKER!?"
"WHO YOU CALLIN' A WANKER, LIMEY BASTARD!?"
"SHUT UP YOU BLOODY YANK!"
"OOH LOOK AT ME! I'M ENGLAND! I LIKE CUPS OF TEA, HAVE FREAKISHLY LARGE EYEBROWS, AND MY SCONES TASTE LIKE DIRT!"
The Britt gasped, "THAT WAS TOO FAR, YOU GIT!"
And soon they were on the ground wrestling...
"AHEM!"
They looked up to see Destiny with a hand on her hip, balancing a tray of sandwiches with the other.
"Well...it was fun, dude! BUUUUUUUUT...I should REALLY get going!" America laughed and stood, dusting himself off.
"You insult me and then just casually leave! You little git..." England mumbled the last part.
"YOU WANNA GO!?" America had heard him.
"Mr. Jones, here's a few sandwiches for the road..toodles~!" The maid pushed him out the door and closed it.
"Phew..." She leaned back against the door with a sigh.
"That was just a tad immature, don't you think, Mr. Kirkland?"
Said man laughed awkwardly, looking at his maid.
She was about 5 foot 4, had deep hazel eyes, and blonde hair. Her build was average, but she was stunning none the less.
"Umm...Mr. Kirkland?" Destiny brought him out of his trance.
"Sorry...just thinking. Hmm...would you care to join me for a cup of tea before you start tidying up, Dest?" He smiled at her.
Her cheeks flushed ever so slightly...since when did he refer to her as 'Dest'?
"Sure, Mr. Kirkland..." She smiled and sat down with her tea in hand.
"Please, Arthur is fine."
"Wh-What?" She went wide eyed, "But I'm your maid..."
"So?" He grinned and scooted closer to her.
"S-So that very improper!" She took a sip of her tea.
"Hmm...formalities set aside...i honestly no longer care what is proper and what isn't, Destiny." He put his hand on her cheek and kissed her lightly.
She immediately responded and put her hands on his shoulders. She hadn't said anything in fear of being fired...but she had liked him for quite some time.
After a short moment they broke for air.
"What was that for?" She looked into his deep green orbs.
"I like you...ever so much." He once more captured her lips in a passionate kiss.
"I like you too, Mr. Kirkland..." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his torso.
"Please, call me Arthur from this point forward" He smiled.
"Sure, Arthur." She smiled against his chest.
"We should most definitely have tea time more frequently from now on." He chuckled