Chapter two~ Comparison Between America's food and England's Food (With a side of Filipino food)

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, if I did, I would've made GerIta and PrusCan canon. (No offense, though. TTvTT) I only own Jose and Melchora.

"Hey England," Melchora said, playing with his brother's yo-yo and hers with both hands.

"Hm? What is it Philia[1]?" England asked and closed his book,looking up at the Filipina.

"How good is your cooking?" She asked.

"It depends of what kind of food we're talking about."

"Scones."

"Ah! I am the master of making sco—"

"LIES!" America cut off England.

"What did you say, you git?!"England spat.

"You don't make scones! You make rocks!"

"Rocks…?" Jose asked. Rocks cannot be made by baking them…But England is known for his magic thing-a-majizz…How exactly can one make rocks? Does he use some-kind of spell? Did he use a Muggle[2] for a sacrifice? All these questions made Jose confused, yet curious.

"Whoops. They're at it again!"Melchora can't help but laugh. Having two of the most popular countries in the world fight each other (Not in a war kind of way, though. NEVER AGAIN.) in front of your very eyes. This is somehow entertaining. Well, to Melchora, of course. Okay, to BOTH Melchora and Jose.

"To settle this, why don't we have a scone making competition! I'm sure I, as the Hero, will win for sure!"America laughed with pride.

"Fine! You'll see once and for all, you hamburger eating freak!"

"Can we join,kuya? We haven't baked in a while~" Melchora chirped. It really has been a while since the two baked. They always made puto, bibingka, suman, etc.,etc. But they never actually made ANNYTHING that they're the ones who'll actually enjoy it for a while. The two Filipinos gave each other a grin and a nod.

"Go ahead!" America said, giving a thumbs up.

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"All right! Is everyone done?"England asked. I'll win for sure! When it comes to scones, I'm an expert at it!, England bragged to himself.

"I'll go first!" America yelled. He puts a plate of mushy scones on the table. It looks something between a cupcake stuffed with meat and a scone made by a 5 year old.

"What is….THAT?"Jose asked, pointing at the mushy scones.

"It's burger-flavored scones!"

"Burger…"

"Flavored…."

"SCONES?!"England groaned. "Just how idiotic can you be?! You DO NOT put MEAT in a pastry!" He added.

"I knew that, I just wanted to annoy you!"America laughed, sticking his tongue out like a kid. "Let's see yours then!"

England nodded. He puts a plate of….WHAT IS THAT?! Are those supposed to be scones? They look like coal… "Try one, Philippines!"

"Uh…sure?" The twins said in unison, taking one from the plate. Melchora looked at his twin, unsure of what to do. Jose just nodded and took a bite from the so called 'scone' of England. Melchora did the same afterwards. They tried to know the taste of this ridiculous piece of shit called 'a scone'.

"How is it?" England asked, hope in his eyes.

"A little burnt…" Jose said, swallowing the scone. It was far from burnt. It tasted like mud. It was kind of like eating a coal that was used for grilling barbeque. It didn't look or taste CLOSE as the ones they had from a bakery nearby not so long ago.

"EW!" Melchora stuck her tongue out in disgust. Jose looked at her and shook his head. Melchora…No! He might get depressed and never bake again…

Although, It might not be such a bad idea.

And England did got depressed. Melchora looked at England who was sitting in a corner,facing a wall. She apologetically puts a hand on his should. "Sorry." She smiled awkwardly.

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"I guess it's our turn…" Jose said. "…to show you what we made!" Melchora continued.

They put a plate of perfectly baked scones on the table.

"We made Mango scones!" Melchora chirped happily.

"And also, Buko scones."

"Sounds delicious, babes!"America encouraged them.

"Don't call us babes." Jose said. "We're 16 years old ,you wanker." He added.

"Just taste them already! I can't wait!" Melchora dragged England away from the corner and to the table. "You have to taste them too!"

Both of them both tasted the Mango scones and Buko scones.

"How is it…?" Jose asked.

"I can see the light waiting for me…~"America said, MANLY tears of joy fell from his eyes.

"The angels are singing….!"England said.

"Was it really THAT good?" Melchora asked her brother. "We can never find out if we don't try." Jose replied.

And they did try.

"Too sweet…[3]" Jose said as she tried the Buko scones.

"Too bland…[4]" Melchora said as she tried the Mango scones.

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1] Philia- That's what I think England calls Melchora…And I guess he calls Jose 'Philip', then? IDK.

2] Muggle – A term for 'non-magic users' (in other words, normal humans) used in the Harry Potter novels by J.K. Rowling.

3] When Jose said that it was too sweet, it wasn't actually that sweet. It was actually too bland. Jose's taste buds are the opposite of Melchora's.

4] Again, like I said before, Melchora's taste buds are the opposite of Jose's. Meaning, the scone was too sweet, but not for Melchora.

And they never let America make scones again. EVER.

I should go back to my hole of fanfiction W.I.P.s. *hides under le bed*