Alice groaned, digging through her bathing suits. Amelia had begged her to come swimming, a, because it was rather warm, and, b, her South Carolina home was just a few minutes walk from the beach.

Jesus Christ!

None of these fucking suits looked good on her!

She cried out in frustration, throwing her hands up. She sat down on the bed, crossing her arms and pouting.

This was fucking ridiculous.

It wasn't her fault she was malnourished and starved as a child- it wasn't her fault Amelia's body was much larger than her own, in every way. Especially her breasts and thighs.

She huffed.

She supposed she could wear the white one piece, the one covered in large red roses. That one was her favorite… But, she supposed Amelia would probably laugh at it… Sliding back onto the floor, she sighed and tucked the suit back into her bag. It wasn't like she could borrow one of Amelia's - her chest and hips were both far larger than Alice's own small and bony set. America would probably be wearing an American flag two piece… Which was to be expected. She did have pride in her country. And her body.

England had always looked good in green and red, at least from her own perspective. She also rather liked blue and pink.

Alice heaved a sigh.

This was going to take a while.


Alice finally decided on a fifties style two piece - one with a hot pink bottom and a white bikini top. She frowned, looking at herself in the full length mirror. She did a slight twirl, eyeing herself from every angle. She didn't look half bad. In fact, she thought she looked quite pretty. She smiled softly, her cheeks dusted pink. She hoped Amelia liked it, despite herself.

She sighed, slipping her wedges on, grabbing her sunhat and bag before quickly heading out.

She was going to be late!


Alice quite enjoyed the beach, even if the sand and heat did get a bit tiresome after a while, but she knew she could always take a dip in the ocean to cool off. She never really got the option to go to the beach - the ones in England were far too cold.

She walked slowly towards the beach, feeling no need to run to get there. Amelia would most likely not be there yet, anyway. She had a tendency to be late, even if she was the one who initially made the plans. It still annoyed Alice, but at this point, she just came to expect it.

She gave a soft sigh, hefting the bag over her shoulder, rather than leaving it at her elbow, which was beginning to ache.

Ugh. Amelia pissed her off.

Amelia showed up about half an hour late, just as Alice was about to give up and leave. Alice had to contain a smile. She was right - America was wearing a Fourth of July worthy bikini, with stars and stripes - the stripes on the bottom, the stars on the top. The young girl posed.

"Hey." She winked at the Brit, who flushed brightly.

"You're late."

Amelia giggled and grinned hugely. "Do I even get a 'hello' anymore?"

Alice rolled her eyes. "Hello, Amelia. It's nice to see you."

Amelia's smile grew. "Now that's better!" Alice smirked, despite herself. Amelia gave Alice a once-over, causing her to blush bright red.

"W-What the bloody fuck are you looking at?"

"You, babe. What else? I like your suit. It's cute." She sat on the towel next Alice.

Alice's ears warmed with embarrassment. "You're a goddamn flirt, you know?" She huffed, crossing her arms and turning away. Amelia wrapped her arms around the tiny woman.

"Awe c'mon, sugar! Don't be like that!" Amelia rested her head on Alice's shoulder, causing the Brit's blush to intensify.

"G-Get off, you bloody tosser..." Alice said, clearing her throat. Amelia chuckled, merely snuggling closer.

"You're cute when you're mad, you know?" Alice's stomach bubbled. Damn her! Damn the bloody tease!

"Sh-Shut up!"

In an instant, Amelia was suddenly standing, her hands on her hips. "Well, what are we waiting for? Lets get in there!" Alice stared up at her in irritation before sighing.

"Alright, fine. But so help me God, if you dunk me under water, I'm going to beat the shit out of you." She muttered, slowly rising. She removed her sunglasses and hat, glad she put sunscreen on while waiting for the American to show.

Amelia stood in the shallow waves, giggling at the feeling of her feet sinking into the wet sand. She wriggled and curled her toes into the soft, thick sand, grinning hugely. "C'mon, Ally! Get in! The water's wonderful!" She spun around, laughing loudly.

Alice suppressed a giggle at the blonde's antics, making her way over to her. "I'm coming, I'm coming." Amelia winked.

"You will be, baby, don't worry." Alice's face lit up again.

"Y-You be quiet!" She squealed, puffing her red cheeks out. "This is a family establishment!" Amelia grinned and laughed again.

"I'll be quiet when you stop being so slow. C'mon! You're so slow, old lady!" She groaned out, slumping over.

"Well then. Maybe I just won't join you, if I'm so old," she growled, stopping in her tracks and crossing her arms.

"No baby, I'm sorry! I was just playin'! You're not old! Please come swim with me! I'm sorry! I love ya!" Amelia hastily tried to reassure her.

Alice walked into the water and bent down, earning a strange look from her girlfriend. Alice placed her hands into the water and quickly brought them up, splashing a good amount of water onto the American in front of her, who screamed.

Alice smirked arrogantly at the soaked woman. "That's what you get for calling me old, you right plonker."

Amelia smirked dangerously, and Alice momentarily regretted her previous action. "Oh, it is so on." The American bent into the water.

Alice frowned. "Amelia, don't you da-" She screamed, bringing her hands up to shield herself, laughing. "You arse!" She laughed, returning the action almost immediately.

Their splashing continued for at least another hour and a half before the two couldn't take it anymore.


"That was fun…"

The girls lay panting on their towels, soaked and exhausted from their adventure.

Amelia turned and grinned at her lover. "The beach is always fun, Al."

Alice smiled softly, her ears turning a faint pink.

"Yes, well… The only downside is the sunburn…"

"I don't burn, baby. I get a tan." Alice snorted.

"Of course. So am I just imagining the time you practically begged me to rub aloe vera gel on your poor back?" Amelia flushed and puffed her cheeks out.

"... Yes…"

Alice laughed loudly, a smile growing on her face.

"Alright, dear, alright."

Amelia smirked slightly. "Well, at least I can tan, pasty butt."

"Ugh! I am not pasty!" She shrieked, face flushed, shooting up into a sitting position. "I'm porcelain!"

Amelia giggled. "Suure, okay. Whatever you say, honeybuns."

Alice huffed. "You prat."

"Meh, you know you love me."

Alice crossed her arms, pointedly looking in the other direction. "I… I suppose…" She huffed again, face brightening further.

Amelia sat up, wrapping her arms around Alice's shoulders. She nuzzled her face against her neck, giving it a quick peck with her lips. Alice squeaked and arched her back, blush spreading to her neck.

"Amelia!"

Amelia laughed, smacking a big kiss on her cheek. "Yeah, baby?"

"You're a right bloody arse, you know?"

"You love it." Amelia grinned sunnily at her, resting her chin on Alice's much paler shoulder.

"Oh go fuck yourself." The Brit snorted, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Why would I do that, when you're right here?"

"Amelia Francine Jones!" She huffed, red once again. "We are at a public family beach!"

Amelia ignored her, resting her head on Alice's shoulder. "Love you, sweet thang."

"Do not drawl at me." She pouted, looking away from her.

"Drawl." She said, her southern accent thickening. "Drawl, drawl."

Alice snorted. "Arsehole."

"I try."

"Yes, I know." She rolled her eyes. "Now stop."

"Naw. I love makin' you squirm, sugarpop." She gave the smaller woman's waist a squeeze.

"Good lord…" The Brit sighed, leaning back into Amelia's arms. "I'm ready to go home. I have sand up my twat." The American laughed loudly.

"Shit, Al. You're so vulgar." She stood, holding her hand out to the smirking woman.

"Speak for yourself." She snorted and stood on her own, ignoring the offered hand. She dusted herself off, reaching down and grabbing her towel, shaking it before rolling it up and stuffing it in her bag, Amelia doing the same with her things.

"Ready to go then, baby?"

"Yes, yes, I suppose." She rolled her eyes, giving her a soft smirk. Amelia grinned.

"Then let's go." She took the Brit's hand, the two leisurely making their way home in perfect happiness.