A/N: This is something I taught about while talking to one of my friends. I don't own Hetalia.
England came to America's house to play with the WII. England suddenly decided to play Cooking Mama (Why would America have that game?). America taught playing that game would be stupid, so he cooked a hamburger and sat on the couch while England played. At the end of the game, England gets an almost perfect score and he turns around, "Ha! I told you I can cook, Alfred!" Alfred took a bite of his burger, rolled his eyes and with his voice dripping with sarcasm, said, "Sure, whatever you say, Iggs." England smirked, not noticing the sarcasm, and turned around to play another game, and another, and another, and another... Getting great scores in all of them. "Britain, can we please play another game?" Alfred whined. "No, I am on fire!" England said, almost forgetting his accent; he continued playing. Alfred sighed.
"What about me?"
England put pause the game he was playing. "W-What was that?" he asked. Alfred shrugged, "IDK what you're talking about, dude."
"That was me, Arthur."
England froze, "Who was that? How do you k-Know my n-name?" Alfred was confused, "Who are you talking to, dude?" England looked at America, "I swear that there was someone else here."
"No there isn't; it's just us."
"There it is again." England said as he backed away. "Dude, you're crazy." America said. "No, I am not," England whined.
"Never mind."
England froze, "That's it, I am out of here!" He placed the WII control on the coffee table and went running out the door.
America waited a few seconds, then looked right beside him and smiled, "Mattie, that was awesome," he said happily, "I taught he'll never leave." Canada smiled, "Me neither." Alfred stood, "Great, now let's play Black Ops." Canada shrugged, "Sure."
THE END.
A/N: Yep. This is it. I know it's small, but I like it. Oh, Smug! England, what are we going to do with you?