In the back of a taxi England stared into space, his head resting on a certain American's shoulder. America smiled and kissed the brits head softly, his smile then tuning into a slight scowl as he felt another person's head resting on his shoulder.

'France, what the heck?'

'Ah, Amérique! You are such a comfortable thing to use for a pillow! No wonder Angleterre enjoys this so much.' England's fist shot out from the other side of the American, smacking France right in the mouth.

'Shut the fuck up Frog.' France just laughed at England.

'So, Angleterre, are you nervous?' he asked.

'No, I've been through so much worse than this.'

'Oui but-'

'But nothing! France I have survived two world wars, the black death, several revolutions, The Tudors, swine flu and being ruled by you. This is like a walk in the park.' England smirked.

'Imma lil nervous though...' America muttered, making England put his arm around the taller nation.

'It'll be fine, they'll love you, believe me.' England reassured him, being uncharacteristically kind. France awed while the two kissed, until ruining the moment once again to declare 'we're here!' And jump out of the taxi.

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'Iggy, are you sure about this?'

'Look, love, they're our bosses, we have to tell them.'

'But why's France with us?'

'I'm not sure... I think he must have snuck into the taxi without us realising... Stupid frog.'

'I hid in the foot wells.' France said, appearing from nowhere, making England and America jump.

'Stupid ninja frog.' England muttered. France stuck his tongue out at England who just stuck two fingers up at France. America laughed lightly at the two elder nations squabble. It wouldn't be long until they started having a full blown argument, which America wouldn't get involved with, but just watch instead as they would often keep him entertained for hours. Who needs TV when you have England and France?

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Once they stopped arguing France and England decided that they should get a move on, so England grabbed America's hand and started dragging him towards Buckingham Palace. They'd managed to arrange it so they could tell all of their bosses at once, as England had several people who he needed to inform they decided it would be easier to meet in England. Taking a deep breath they entered the palace.

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"Ah, America, England, and May I enquire as to the reason we have been gathered here?" England's queen asked, a slight knowing smile playing on her lips. France flashed a dazzling grin at them, leading to some confusion.

"France? What on earth? You too?" Prince William asked, exchanging confused looks with his younger sibling, Harry. France grinned even more.

"Oui, but I am just here to observe Mon petite prince."

"Observe?" Prince Charles asked. France chuckled, smiling and simply winking. America's president came over and shook hands with the nations and England's prime minister followed suit.

"Oh, you have a different prime minister now? Shame... I liked the old one..."

"That's only because of a translation error!" England yelled, smacking France round the head.

"You no Angleterre, if I weren't so outnumbered here this would be 1066 all over again." England rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Shut it frog."

"England, honestly, watch your language around the princes!"

"Sorry ma'am." England said, smiling slightly.

"Anyway, never mind our grandchildren's poor innocent little ears, what was it have come here to say?" Prince Philip burst out.

"Well, ahem..." England began, chuckling nervously, readjusting his tie. America smiled in encouragement and took his hand. "America and I wish to marry, and we would like to ask for your blessings."


Hi again!

gah, this took about 6 cups of tea to write.

lol, I'm a tea addict...

that's sorta why my friend has nicknamed me England

(having sandy brown hair, big green eyes and acting Tsundre are other reasons for this too...)

I realised something

I haven't done a disclamer.

I DON'T OWN HETALIA IF I DID I'D BE A LOT BETTER AT HISTORY.

Reveiws?

also, a quick explanation.

France said that he liked the old prime minister due to a translation error.

What happened is Mr. Blair tried to say something like

'I want to discuss your countries posititon on the iraq war.' what he actually said was

'I desire your president in many different posititions.'

yeaah... Makes sense now.