Title: Stylish
Characters: England, France
Challenge: Prompt: Cooperation
Bonus Words: peace, stubborn, willing, friend
Rating: K+ if you guys don't mind a minor cuss word on here.
Summary: England is trying way too hard to get his hair right and France just had to take advantage of that. This is what happens when hair doesn't cooperate.
A/N: I thought of this because of that episode where Britain decides to let his hair grow to out-show France. Oh, Angleterre!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia
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"You bloody git! I told you I wanted my hair to be stylish, not a giant piece of rubbish!" England exclaimed as he looked in a mirror after France had finished with his hair-do.

"You are just stubborn, mon ami," France said as he rested his chin on the English boy's shoulder and held a comb and scissors. "This style screams 'Peaceful Angleterre'."

"It makes me look like a girl!" he said as he stood from his chair and began to walk off with the mirror. "This is the last time I'm getting styling tips from you!"

France chased after him. "Why are you not willing to see that my style is far more superior to your own? I thought you admitted it to yourself, which is why you came to me and asked for my help to make a wonderful 'do'."

England scoffed. "Your hypocritical idea of friendship is what is superior to mine. At least I can be a real friend to someone without addressing them as 'mon a-mi," he said the last two words as if they were syllables.

France felt indignant. "Well, England, at least I am a solid country. I don't have to go through the conflict of being confused for an entire unification. I can just go by France, unlike you, who has to go through Britain. This is why everyone hates you. Plus, I have great hair."

"Shut up, you wanker! You're just jealous because I'm an empire!"

"At least I have bragging rights for my hair!" France said as he began chopping off his long hair.

The boy yelled. "You jackass! Come back here so I can cut off that stupid mop you call hair!"

France began to run with the scissors and laughed at England's attempts at trying to get payback.

Oh, Angleterre! We love your short, spiky hair the way it is! R/R, plz. Support is love!

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