Scotland's Visit

by waterrain

England hates the fact that Scotland has decided to visit him. However England was grateful for at least it was not Ireland and that blasted army of fairies who were trained to hate him along with playing tricks on him.

3. Drunk Because Of Scotland

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Scotland chuckled loudly for England was drunk and it was only because him.

"Hey, England." Scotland said in a mocking voice and he was doing this on purpose fully knowing it would piss off England.

"Bloody hell, Scotland. What the fuck do you want? Every single damn person wants something from me, but do they give me anything? Fuck no and hell no." England snapped firmly and he glared viciously at Scotland. "So tell me Scotland what the bloody hell do you want from me. I have nothing left to give expect my worthless body."

"How do you feel about Amer-" Scotland started to ask, but then England punched the wooden table and his fist went through it.

"You know what that damn brat can go fuck off if he thinks I'll keep on letting him use me! I'm bloody sick and tired of his fucking whining! For fucks sake I use to be the fucking British Empire! " England shouted angrily and his green eyes were fierce. His fists were clenched and Scotland smirked for that was the England he use to know before America got to him.

"How would you feel about going to America right here and now." Scotland commented causally and he smirked at England who chuckled darkly.

"I'll give America a piece of my mind." England stated coldly and then he smiled to himself. "No one bloody fucks around with my damn feelings. I'm tired of everyone fucking around with me and their bloody bitching."

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