"Brother, can I ask you somethin'?" America ran up to England.
"Whatever is the matter?" England asked, concerned.
"Well, I see you and Mr. France fighting a lot, and I know that you two used to be friends and you and your friends start wars a lot, and I, well…" America drifted off mid-sentence.
"I see, are you afraid that when you grow up, I will stop being your friend, and start fighting you?"
"Yeah! I see you fight so much with Mr. France, and I know that you grew up together, and what if, when I grow up, we won't be brothers anymore! I don't want to fight with anyone at all!" America had a tear in one of his eyes and was frowning at England
"Look, you don't have to be afraid of that ever happening, you are always going to be my brother, and I will always love you, no matter what happens between us. And even if you move out someday, and leave me alone in this big house, I definitely won't start a war with you over it. We will always be best friends America. I don't know why me and that frog fight, he always manages to pi- annoy me. He and I are still friends, but, it's complicated."
America pondered this for a moment. He then put his hand in the air with his pinky extended. "Pinky promise me. That you and I will never fight like you and Mr. France." He said. His face had a serious look on it.
"I, Arthur Kirkland, pinky promise that I will never let you and I fight like me and France." England said grabbing America's pinky with his own. America smiled and hugged him right after letting go