…Foxes?
England stared at the newspaper seeing a larger than life fox popping up from behind the shooting range. It was probably karma from when his royalty hunted foxes back in the day, or Scotland was doing it to piss him off. It was probably the first option. Beside him his historian-slash-fiancée, Leila was trying not to laugh at the picture.
Needless to say she was failing, horribly.
"Go ahead love, let it out" England said wearily watching the dark blond toss her head back and laugh while clutching her stomach.
"Oh my god foxes of all things. I told you that they were going to get back at you one of these days but no they were just idiotic creatures that somehow manage to outwit the hounds." Leila dissolved into another round of laughter. England couldn't see how this was funny. They were leaving 'presents' at the range and destroying equipment as they went.
"I wonder if Evelyn and America has seen this yet."
Those ten words caused England to snap out of his internal ranting and pale. If America saw that he would never hear the end of it. Evelyn would laugh about it for several minutes but that would be it. America on the other hand would bring it up during the next world meeting, and every other chance he got till England would practically beg Evelyn to make America stop. Leila's phone buzzed and on the second of reading the text she erupted into more laughter.
~*~ Somewhere in America ~*~
"If you want to get with me there's some things you go to know, I like my beats fast and my bass down low…" Evelyn sang walking out of the bathroom rubbing a towel through her wet hair. She stopped singing hearing America's loud laughter.
Walking into the kitchen where America and Canada was she saw her nation doubled over in laughter "All that money going into security and a bunch of animals slip through, oh this is to good I'm going to call Iggy." America jumped and ran out of the kitchen stopping to kiss Evelyn on the cheek.
"What I miss?" Evelyn asked Canada accepting a plate of pancakes from the other nation and walked over to America's laptop and read the article. "Huh, looks like the Olympics shooting venue has been taken over by foxes." Grinning she picked up America's cell phone, England's not the only one who forgets where his things are and texted Leila. Taking a bite of the pancakes she swallowed the bite and said "I shouldn't wait for very long to curb America should I?"
"Not with the Olympics so close." Canada agreed sitting down across from her digging into his own pancakes. Nodding Evelyn went back to her pancakes listening to America destroy his house trying to find his cell phone.
"Evelyn where's my phone?" America called out.
So…foxes huh?
A little something for the upcoming Olympics being held in London...also did you know that London built a GIANT McDonald's and is hiring over 2000 people to run it and it's only going to be up for the duration of the Olympics? That kind of news is a one shot worthy story but I got distracted by the Foxes...
I'm not making this up, it's on Yahoo news. I can imagen America tormenting England about this for some time. Poor Iggy... ^^
Random facts:
Fox Hunting is an activity involving the tracking, chase, and sometimes killing of a fox (traditionally a red fox) by trained foxhounds or other scent hounds, and a group of unarmed followers led by a master of foxhounds, who follow the hounds on foor or on horseback. It originated in the form of practised until recently in the United Kingdom in the 16th century, but is practised all over the world (including Australia, Canada, France, Ireland, Italy, Russia and (surprisingly) the United States).
The sport is controversial, and in the UK it was banned in Scotland in 2002, and in England and Wales in November 2004. However, shooting foxes as vermin is still legal.
(Which is why Leila said this was going to come back and bite Iggy in the ass ^^ )
