Me: this is based off if what my BFF did to me. I'm not kidding she really did this and some of the things said we or she said.

Hetalia does not nor will it ever belong to me.

England POV:

I stifled another yawn as I looked to the clock. 11:46. I looked at my desk and saw that I still had work to do but those could be done tomorrow. I got up stretch and left to get ready for bed.

I sigh as I pulled my blanket up and close my eyes. I was just nodding off and thoughts of sleep when…

RING. RING.

'Now what!' I thought as I grabbed my self phone without bothering to check who it was.

"Hi Iggy!" A very familiar and annoying voice came from the other end. 'Bloody America doesn't he know what time it is.'

"What the hell America, why are you calling me?" I try to stay as calm as possible.

"I just wanted to be the first one to tell you good morning so. Good morning Iggy." He said. 'Morning?' I check my clock and notice it was just past midnight. 'That bloody git. Calling me for just that.'

By this time I was wide awake but still tired. "America, there is only one thing that keeps me as 'nice' as I am and that is sleep. And at this time you are keeping me from it.

"Sorry it just that I'm bored and I wanted to prank call someone, so~" He said. I sighed and lied down and put my arm over my eyes. I am really tempted to just hang up right now. But as a gentleman I cannot do something so rude. "What new with you?"

"Nothing, why don't you just bother your brother or your alien." I say in a nice way of 'leave me alone'

"I can't they aren't here." America said way too happily. I felt like banging my head against something right now. Then I got an idea.

"Hey America, why don't you try making a bigger burger and show it to me later." I say, I know it's dumb but I really need sleep and I think my brain is dying from sleep deprivation.

"Good idea Iggy, I think I will. Well good bye and good morning!" Then he hung up. Sighing I put my phone aside and get ready to sleep. Then I open my eyes and relies I can't sleep I'm wide awake. I curse America under my breath and vow to get him back for this one way, one day.

Me: Hi, this came out better than I though. This really happened with me and my friend. Me being England and my friend America. I just changed a few things here and there. I want to make a sequel. Maybe Italy and Germany or France with Canada or Spain and Romano. Tell me if I should and who. BTW this is my first Hetalia fic so please be nice and review. Ciao.