AmeCan Ice Creamery (Hetalia)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: Since I know I have followers who do like AmeCan and those who don't, I've decided that the best solution is to make a new drabble archive to hold all my specifically shippy stuff. AmeCan, Canadacest, and Americacest all included in here.

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine.

Warning: AmeCan, NyoAme, 2p Can, Genie AU, Cotton Candy

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She found the old thing at a yardsale she'd driven by on the way home.

It was nothing spectacular at first glance - an old sealed jar that Eleanor had stumbled over (quite literally) while exploring, half hidden under one of the tables. Closer inspection revealed time-worn designs and symbols that were probably quite pretty and elaborate when it was first made, but now just left it a bit pathetic looking.

It would be a perfect gift for her cousin - he liked this sort of old stuff, anyways.

Her wallet was thirty dollars lighter when she slid back into her car, and she couldn't have been happier about it. (She'd also decided to grab an old little doll that was still in decent shape for her private collection.

Hey, there was nothing wrong with collecting dolls at her age, dangit!)

By the time she got home, she was exhausted, the long workweek finally catching up to her. She kicked her shoes off in the hallway haphazardly, the purse on her shoulder following them. The bag holding her new things was dumped more gently on the coffee table as she passed by, her feet taking her to the kitchen for a late meal a la microwaved leftovers.

It wasn't until the next morning, in fact, that she even remembered her purchase, having noticed it out of the corner of her eye while eating breakfast.

"These things need to be cleaned." Eleanor muttered to herself, nose crinkling at the dust on her hands when she pulled the old things out to get a better look at them. Really, was it that hard for people to clean their old junk before selling it?

She started with the doll, smiling as the washcloth revealed the smaller details that had been obscured before, finally setting it to the side once she was satisfied. The jar was cleaned soon after, even with the occasional pause to examine it closely.

"I wonder if there's something in it…" The weight and tightly sealed top both seemed to point to that being the case, although what it could be she had no clue. She doubted it was anything valuable - it'd been in a yardsale for crying out loud! - but nothing on the outside gave her any clue as to its contents.

Eventually she shrugged it off, setting it on the table as she got up to wash her hands. Whatever it was, it wasn't really her problem; if it was something special she'd probably know the second Alfred pried it open for himself.

What she did not expect upon coming back with a box to package it in was a weird (abet hot) young guy sitting on her couch, holding the old doll she'd left on the table up by one of its fragile arms so haphazardly it made her blood boil. Grabbing the closest thing she could find (which happened to be her umbrella), she approached quietly only to swing once she was within range.

"What the fuck was that for?" The man now sprawled out on the floor asked, matching her glower with one of his own.

"What do you think? You broke into my home and messed with my stuff, you freak!"

"You're the one who brought me in here!"

Eleanor scoffed. "Yeah, I just totally let some weirdo into my house without knowing about it."

He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose and shutting his baggy eyes. "I meant in the jar, stupid."

"Because that makes so much more sense." She couldn't help but glance over to the jar, though, noticing that the lid had come off at some point since she'd set it down.

Okay, a little bit weird, considering how tightly that thing had been sealed before, but not her concern at the moment.

The stranger opened his eyes again, looking straight into hers and making her realize that all she really had to defend herself with against this nutjob was an empty box and an umbrella. Damnit, why was her bat in the closet when she needed it?

(Oh, right. That incident.)

He held his wrist up, allowing her to notice the rather elaborate bracer on it. Only after noticing that did she also see the matching bracer on his other wrist and the choker around his throat. All three seemed to be made of highly decorated gold, three rubies a piece enclosed within the designs. Those each singlehandedly had to be the most expensive things she'd ever seen, and together-

"You see these? Until you either manage to come up with three wishes that don't go against my terms of service or you get rid of me and the jar through a fair trade, I'm stuck here whether either of us like it or not."

"Bullshit," Eleanor responded immediately. "If you're some sort of weird genie thing, then prove it right now by- fuck, I don't know, getting me a new TV or something."

He rolled his eyes. "Rule Seven - no riches or valuables. I can't just poof one into existence, and I'm pretty sure whoever I borrowed it from wouldn't be happy with either of us."

"Right, sure, whatever." She turned to go into the kitchen for the phone, hoping the delusional happy house escapee (because that's what he had to be, magic wasn't real) would stay long enough for her to make the call so she could return him before he went psycho-crazy instead.

...Only to slip and knock her head on the floor as the ground lost all friction under her. As she blinked herself out of her daze, she gathered enough strength of will to send a fierce glare at the guy who was watching with some amusement. Seriously, who did he think he was?

(...apparently, Alex.

And her new unwilling roommate.

Man was this going to be fun.)

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AN: One of the random prompts/AUs I wrote down while browsing through the kink meme (which shockingly has a lot of good ideas once you filter out the porn aspects.) This one was a genie AU, and really other than one of the characters being switched out this could pretty much fit for that.

Basically, genie!Alex has a lot of restrictions on what he can and can't do (because the whole wish granting thing is a punishment for something, IDKW yet), and so he and Ellie and stuck together for a while. And then stuff happens and romance blooms. Eventually. Yeah.

(You know this is mostly for magical shenanigans.)