I don't own Hetalia or any of the character (aka Nation) that is in the series. I only own Samantha Shores.

England Version: (Magical Spark)

Chapter 1- The Bet

After bringing the delivery to the kitchen, next to grand hall. Samantha began to head back to the truck. However, the way she originally came from, was blocked. Apparently, several of the students were bringing more equipment through that door. Instead of being a bother, she decide to take a different route.

She walk at a very brisk pace. While she had a couple of hours left in her shift at the café, there was no real hurry to get back. The most important task of the day was done. Beside, this might be the last time to see this place. Might as well, take a good look around.

It was in a random moment. She felt something brushed against her shoulder. When she turn to see what it was, there was young man. Or, a country. Knowing this place was for. He had short messy blonde hair. His eyes were bright green. Over them, there large bushy eyebrows.

"Oh, I am sorry," she said "I didn't see you there"

"It is alright, love" he said. Before, he starting back on his way. Samantha was about to do the same, until she saw that there was an open notebook. "Hey, you drop this"

She picked it up. Before she handed back him, she quickly glance at the pages. It covered with weird symbols and a language that she never seen before. "What the hell this? Some type ledger to language that has dead for years"

Before, she had a chance to attempt to read the words. The book was snatched out of her hands. The young man from earlier, was standing in front her with the book in his hand. "No. Nothing like that"

"Then, what is it?" she asked him.

"I can't disclose that information," he said. Then, he proceeded to head back in the direction he was originally was going.

Samantha could have done the same. However, curiosity got the best of her. She ran in front of him. "Come on, after seeing the book, you have to give me some answers."

"I already told you. That is something I am not sharing with you," he reinstated.

"I can keep a secret," he told him.

"You are really persistent, aren't you?"

"I get that dad. Once there is something that would expand our knowledge of the world and another culture, we tend get really passionate about it" She said, with a slightly embarrassed chuckled.

He chuckled. "What is your name, love?"

"Samantha"

"I am the United Kingdom or England," he introduced himself.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, England"

"Well, Samantha, I normally wouldn't tell anyone. However, you tend to have such passion for learning. I guess, I could tell"

"Really," Samantha said excitedly.

"But, you must promise to never to tell a single soul. Or, I will hunt you down"

"I understand," she answered him.

Then, he came closer to her. England brushed a few strands of her hair behind her ear. For, he was about to whisper in her ear. "Magic," was the word that went from his lips to her ear.

"Huh," whispered in returned.

"They are magical incantations," he went on further to explain.

"Really," Samantha said stunned.

"Yes," he smiled at her. He took great pride in that fact. As if, being able to perform such acts, was apart his histories. It would make sense, since Great Britain was thought of the birthplace of magic origins.

Still, the only type of magic she ever seen was perform at magic show. Parlor tricks or illusions on a stage. She knew it was all slit of hand. It was never true magic. It doesn't exist. With that, she couldn't help but to laugh.

"What?" he seem shocked by her reaction. "W…Why are you laughing,"

"Sorry," she said, after she claim a bit. "It just I know that there is no such thing as magic"

"Of course, there is" he spat out.

"Look, I understand that you believe it. And, there are some things on this Earth that couldn't be explained. But, it is not magic"

"Yes, it is" he retorted. "It's just that average people are not able to see or know about it"

"Uh-huh" she replied "I suppose you can prove it, right"

"What" he exclaimed.

"It is clear that have the capability to use magic, so why not show me. It give me reason enough believe magic"

"I…I…I don't needed to prove anything to you" was there answer he gave her.

"Fine," she said. "I just thought that you would jump at the chance to show me. You know, make a believe out of me"

"Apparently, you never heard of taking a leap of faith," he retorted.

"Yes. However, some people need a little bit of proof to believe. Unless, you don't have the ability to do so," she answered him.

England didn't reply. Samantha wasn't sure why. Was he thinking she had a point? And, that he should show her the proof. Or, was it that he was just annoyed.

"Tell you what," Samantha said, finally breaking the silence. "Let make a bet out of this"

"A bet," England repeated, slightly intrigued.

"Yes. If you attempt to perform magic and it doesn't work, you have to admit it does exist"

"If I win, you will be my date for the dance" England shot at her. This was either to get her to back off. Or, he seriously believe that he was going to win the bet.

"Wait, what" she said a little shocked.

"You heard me. I win. You are my date for this evening,"

"But, isn't the dance only for countries?" she asked.

"Well, we are allowed to have dates. It doesn't have to be another country" he told her.

England to a moment to himself. There a smile on his face, as this thought went through his head. "Now, France can finally shut up. I found myself a girl to date. He is going to struck dead in his tracks"

"I guess, that is fair" said Samantha. When she really thought about it, a date with England won't be the worst thing in the world. Despite the attitude, he seem to be rather handsome. It could be that she was drawn to the accent, in addition. Of course, that is as if, his magic work. Which, in her mind, would be a long shot.

Now that they were in agreement, England lead Samantha to an open area behind the school. It appeared to be an outside sitting area. For while it appear to be a small grassy area, there were a few benches. Samantha took a seat on one. While, England was preparing the area to perform his magic.

"So, you are going to me here"

"Yes, this is the perfect spot to perform the spell," he told her. As he continue to draw some type of circle.

"How so," she asked.

"Well, it is seduced. No one would interrupt us" he answered her.

"Why would you not want no us to know what we are doing here?"

"As I said before, this type information and activity is for a privilege few," England rely to her. "You should be honored"

"Oh," she said, as she blushed a little. "Still, wouldn't it be easier to dispel non- believer, by making a grand display of your magic"

"Well, that all fine in theory," he answered her "But, if others are at least open to possibility that magic exist. They always find some type of logical explanation. Then, the attempt was in vain."

"I guess, that is a valid point" she answered.

He was done drawing the circle. He extend his hand towards her. "Why don't come here. You have a better view"

She went to his side. He then began to chant. It was in a strange language. Samantha guessed it was some form of Latin. Maybe that was in his notebook. At first, it appear nothing was happening. It was not long, that Samantha notice that his figure and the circle was glowing. Her eyes widen as a tree began to rapidly spouting from the ground. In the manner of second, a fully grown tree was there. Branches was cover with bright green leaves. As well as, softly pink flowers.

Samantha went over to the tree. Not that it suddenly appearing was enough, it was best to touch it. The texture of bark, leave, and the petals were eerie realistic. She was now, convinced.

"That was impressive," she said.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes, this truly is amazing. I never seen anything like this" she said, in a giggle. "I also like that flowers. It was a nice touch"

"Oh, thank you" he said, with a smile. "Although, those never appear before"

"What never appear, before" Samantha asked.

"Those flowers" he said, "I preformed the spell many times. The flowers never appeared on the trees. I have to research this"

"If you find an answer, you let me know tonight" she told him.

"Huh?"

"You won the bet. I will be your date for the dance"

"Oh, right" he said. There was slight sad tone to his voice. But, he seem to shake it off. "Sorry, it was last minute notice."

"Oh, it okay." She replied. "I have to go now. But, I back in time."

"Alright" he said, with a nodded "I will see you tonight, Samatha"