"England!" America yelled in panic over the phone. "The Statue of Liberty!" He cried. "It's horrible! I don't know what to do!"
"America!" England yelled in his irritation at not being able to understand the crazed country. "Calm yourself. What the bloody hell are you trying to say saying?"
"Lady Liberty's dress fell off!" America yelled. "She's completely nude and people are taking pictures! "
"What?" England sounded confused for a moment before shrugging it off. "Well it was a gift from France…" He rubbed his temple. "To tell you the truth, I was surprised he put clothes on the woman in the first place."
"It's really bad dude." America sounded on the verge of freaked out tears. "I don't know Miss. Liberty was hiding copper Z-cups under that green robe of hers. I'm serious dude, it's 'statues gone wild' here in my harbor. Can you please help me cover her back up?"
"Cover her up?" England sounded gob smacked. "How do you suppose we do that? It'll take many cranes and people to stick those green rags back on her shoulders."
"Get could improvise for now!" America gained his heroic voice back. "My idea is that he get in my plane, fly around the nude lady while I hang you down from a rope, like when I saved your ass from Germany once, and you wrap a super sized tarp around her!"
"You idiot." England rolled his eyes. "That will never work."
"It couldn't hurt to try." America begged. "Please England! This is going to make me the laughing stalk of the world!"
"You're already the laughing stalk of the world, you moron." England scoffed. "But I guess if you really this desperate… I suppose I could go down there and see if there is anything I can do."
"Oh thank you Iggy!" America cheered. "You're the best! I'll see you soon!"
…
A few hours later, England showed up in America's house carrying a huge camera. America would never live this down. There was no way he was fixing America's little statue problem without leaking the embarrassing hilarity for the whole world to see.
"England!" America waved England over to point out the statue the older country could not yet see. "Thanks for coming! I'm so glad you're here!"
England walked over quickly, "Well you made it sound like such and emergency." holding up his camera ready to press the button. Just as he caught a glimpse of the statue's pedestal, America wrapped his arms around the man quickly and pulled him in tight to his chest. "What?" England shouted in shock. "America, unhand me!"
"April fools." America whispered in England's ear. Shifting a giggle in the process, America let England pull his head up long enough to see that the Statue of Liberty was still wearing her green robes. But she did have an added touch, a huge banner across her chest reading, "England is April's Fool!".
"April…?" England's eyes widened, dumfounded. "Hey wait a minute!" He pushed at America's chest, though the man still held on tight. "You jerk! I came all this way just so you could play a trick on me?"
"It wasn't just for the prank." America chuckled. "Although it was a good one and you fell for it awesomely." He lifted England's chin with his fingertips, gazing into his green eyes. "I needed a way to get you down here. I've missed you."
"A-America." Suddenly the whole prank was wiped from England's mind and he felt himself sink farther into America's arms. "I've missed you too."
Carefully America leaned down, capturing England's lips in his own. Although America had tricked him and called him a fool, England knew when it came to real fools, America was the king of them all. England on the tip of his toes deepened the kiss. He was his fool… and he somewhat loved him for it.