YAY FOR RANDOMNESS! Finally thought of something while watching England and Russia punch and poke Germany… I am so weird…

I do not, I repeat DO NOT, own Hetalia… If I did I would be the happiest girl alive!

America figured that it was to unherioc to not tell England, and as for his plan to shout something…well we'll say he just improved his plan.

The way he looked at it, only two things could really happen, either England would totally ignore him forever, or he would feel the same and they could get married, or whatever, it was that two male countries did…

This is why America was wolfing down cheeseburgers and fries at a much more alarming rate. There was a world meeting in approximately one hour, wait make that 56 minutes and 15 seconds, not that he was keeping track… Really he wasn't! (yea right)

He would be late to the meeting, which surprisingly, was actually quite rare (It was unheroic to be late). He would then burst in and, well, go on with his plan. Easier said then done, confessing his love, no matter how humorous he may be about it, in front of a bunch of nations would be really hard no matter how awesome he is! (Starting to sound like Prussia there America…)

Somehow the hour flitted by, much faster then he would have liked, and America casually started towards the meeting center.

About ten minutes later he was outside the door and he could hear the bickering coming from inside, 'Well here goes nothing'. America took a deep breath and burst in the room, but instead of the usual "THE HERO HAS ARRIVED!" the occupants of the room were greeted with, "Hey England… lets kick it! Cops without guns and the NME, Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?"

"What do you think you're doing America you're lat-" but before Germany could get another word out America just continued where he left of adding dance moves in while making his way towards England.

"Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings? Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens" England looked like he was about to say something along the lines of "Shut-up wanker, my currency is better anyways." But he seemed to bite it back, for the time being seeing, as if he did say it, no one would hear him over the Americans obnoxious singing.

"Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race"

England was starting to look like one of Spains tomatoes…

And France was looking smug, as if he knew what was coming.

"Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie."

Canada looked up… he had seen the South Park movie, he didn't really like it but was flattered that they actually REMEMBERED him. Meanwhile England was shocked that America even knew who Shakespeare was, let alone all those others, but his accent when he said "please help us in these wars," was horrible.

"I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus."

England got even redder at the "I Love England" part, he didn't get the part about the phone booth or the buses…

"I love you England," There he went again with the L word, England got even redder.

" so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you."

Asking England to forget the Boston Tea Party, probably not going to happen, all that poor tea, killed, oh the horror…

"The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons."

Almost everyone's jaw dropped at the overweight part, was he being serious? The next part showed that, yes, he was being serious.

"But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us"

At this point England was so red, America thought he would explode… 'Oh gods, I hope he isn't mad..' America repeated the chorus.

"I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

"

He finished with a quick kiss, but as soon as he pulled away England pulled him back. France started clapping; one by one they joined him. America was sure he heard Prussia yell "Pay up Francy-pants!", but he wasn't paying attention.

When they finally broke apart England said, "I'll have to get you back for this you know…" America just shrugged England could do whatever he wanted as long as he kissed him again, but that would wait for later, as Germany broke up the party and set them back on track.

And England true to his promise did get him back… in the form of a temporary tattoo of the union jack on his forehead.

All in all, life was good.

SQUEEEE! I don't own the song either, just so you know…

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