"Bloody America, bloody American government, bloody American media," England grumbled.
England had decided to work as an editor for a small book company in Ely, Cambridgeshire, England. Now that idiot had put his job in jeopardy.
England drove his car to work complaining about America all the way.
"Hey Arthur," One of his coworkers, Paige, said. "Good morning!"
"Good morning Paige," England replied with a small smile.
"Hello I'm here!" Another voice said.
"Oh hi there Liz," Paige blushed.
"Hello Liz," England said.
Liz was one of the authors that Paige and England worked for. Her specialty was creating horror stories that made adults stay up all night. After England read the final copy of her first book he had to call Romania and Norway to check for demons just to make sure he didn't miss any.
"So what do you think about this," Liz said, walking closer to them, "A fictional book that takes the stories of the Nps and makes them," Liz grinned, "Horror worthy."
"You're going to need to do a disclaimer," said Paige.
"I know, I know," Liz sighed. "I'm also going to make the first chapter say that the stories are false,"
"You probably wouldn't need to exaggerate," England butted in.
"Huh?" Liz had a confused look on her face.
"You're smart make the connection," Paige swatted Liz with her manuscript.
"Geez woman sorry. I haven't slept in 36 hours and I'm running on Pixie Sticks!" Liz yelled.
"Well, it would be out of your usual field but I suppose that the Nps already have dramatic stories," England chuckled, "You could write a whole series on the Revolutionary War."
"You're right!" Liz exclaimed and waved her hands around crazily. "Artie do you think that you could get me an interview with the Np of the U.S.?"
England spit out his tea, "Why me?" England internally panicked. Did Liz know that he was England. Did she figure out his ties with America?
"Dude," Liz raised an eyebrow, "Remember. I told you that you would be that guy who people call when they want to talk to me. That guy who made my appointments. Like an assistant. And I thought that I was tired. Do you need some coffee? What about tea?"
"Right, sorry," England shook his head. "I haven't gotten much sleep."
"It's okay, we've all been there," Paige patted his back.
"Yeah," said Liz, putting her arm around Paige, "This dolt thought that she could make lasagna in the microwave."
"Oh stop it," Paige playfully swatted at Liz, "I have even more stories on you."
"Lasagna, in the microwave. The Np of Italy would kill you."
"Oh shut up!"
England rolled his eyes and walked over to his computer. He went into his account for human affairs. Every nation had an account that no other nation knew about. As he was composing an email to America he heard a crash.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Probably nothing Arthur," Paige said as she passed, arms full of Liz's manuscripts, "Interns fooling around."
"Yeah, stupid interns," Liz spun in circles on a wheeled chair. "Only I get to fool around here."
"You're right," England shook his head, "You're right."
England went back to writing his email.
England heard another crash.
"This is getting out of hand!" Paige yelled. "I'm going to see what's going on."
"I'll get the camera!" Liz added as she jumped out of her seat.
Liz fell out of her chair as she grabbed wildly for a camera.
Paige and Liz were about to head downstairs when there was another crash.
"Angleterre! Honhonhonhonhon!" England heard a voice yell.
"Oh no," England froze.
France ran up the stairs. "Oh Angleterre I was worrying about you."
England jumped up and clenched his fists, "Like hell you are! And don't call me that."
"Oh Angleterre. You know you missed me," France flipped his hair.
"That's it!" England rolled up his sleeves and lunged at France.
"Black sheep of Europe!" France chanted.
"You bloody frog!"
"You know you love me Angleterre. Honhonhonhonhon," France teased.
"Shut up!" England yelled.
"Bet you 20 euros that that's France," Paige gestured to France.
"Really?" Liz asked.
"He called Artie Angleterre, which is England in French. Who would know that except France." Paige had a smug look on her face.
"And they're screaming about the 100 years war," Liz added.
"Ooh I didn't know our Artie is gay," Liz said.
"I know it's so cute," Paige squealed, "They make such a cute couple."
"Excuse you," Liz snapped. "Obviously Artie and America are the best couple."
"FrUk!"
"UsUk!"
"Black sheep of Europe!"
"FrUk!"
"Bloody frog!"
"UsUk!"
"Another Np has been revealed," Jane said.
"England this time," Bill added.
"England had been working as a book editor before he was revealed for unknown reasons," Jane told the camera.
"He and his coworkers are keeping tight lips about what happened for some reason," Bill said.
"Here's a picture of England and a coworker Paige Harvey, that was taken by Eliza James, renowned horror book author," said Jane.
"When asked she said that she may document the Revolutionary war from the Np's perspective,' said Bill.
"Or write a horror series based off of true events that have been exaggerated," Jane laughed.
"That would be interesting to read," Bill said, "Goodnight everyone."
Hi Hetafan here! Thank you for your reviews I love it when you give me ideas of what to write. So give more please. I plan on first completing Allies and Axis in no particular order then making my way around to as many characters that I can. Don't forget to cast your vote about whether or not to include 2ps. Thank you for reading. I'm also working on The Secret Siblings so it might be a little while, a week at most. Leave suggestions in the review!
