Hi everyone!~ I'm sorry for my slow updates. I can't say they'll get better, because my mom is making me go to summer school. I hope your summers are better than mine. T^T
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The Child-like Way:Suggested by Jenni N
It was one of those days when you had nothing to do, and your bed felt slightly more comfortable than usual. Also, coming home late contributed to the fact that Vietnam just wanted to stay in bed. So when she heard knocking at her front door she ignored it at first. Groaning as the knocking continued, she burrowed her face into her soft pillow, hoping that whoever was at the door would go away. Instead of the knocking going away, it grew louder. Giving up, Vietnam kicked her blanket off and grabbed a random jacket in her closet, and threw it over her shirt. She traipsed over to the door, and opened it glaring at the knocker.
"Hello Vietnam." Vietnam dropped her glare as she saw who was greeting her; Japan.
He noticed the usual serious look in her eyes was replaced with drowsy ones."Did I wake you up? I apologize if I did!"
"No, its ok," She replied. Japan rarely came to her house, and when he did, it was usually for an important reason." Why are you here?"
"I need you to come with me."
Before she could react to what was happening, Japan grabbed Vietnam's wrist and pulled her out of her house.
Ring,ring,ring.
Unfortunately for America the phone happened to be right by his ear, since he was up late last night calling people to brag about his heroic deeds. He pushed the phone off the couch he had slept on for the night.
Oh crap.
He just pushed the phone off the couch.
He heard the light thud of his cell phone hitting the ground, and bent down to go check on it. America let out a sigh of relief; his phone was okay. Checking the caller ID, he noticed it was Japan and answered.
"SUP!" America said cheerfully.
"America?" The Japanese man replied.
"That's me!"
"I'm sorry if I woke you up b-"
"No dude, it's cool!"
"That's good to hear. Anyways, would you mind going to the park later? Bring the book a-"
"No not at all! Why? Oh do you need a hero? Cus I'll be there pronto!"
"America?" Hello?" Japan called out for America, but he was too late, for America had already hung up.
Deciding that Japan had called him for an urgent matter, America rushed out of his front door. What did Japan want me to bring?...he said the book….Oh the book! He thought as he reentered his house to go get it.
Walking toward the park, America decided to skim through the page Japan wanted him to see.
The Child-like Way
It can be cute if you act child-like.
Be clumsy.
Complain a lot about things, but not too much.
Confused, America closed the book. Childish way? Why did Japan tell him to come? Why did he tell him to bring the book? Questions were jumbled up in America's head and it was giving him a headache. He sat down on the bench and noticed that Vietnam was on the other side of the bench. Now he understood why Japan called him to come!
"Vietnam!" He started to poke her shoulder, grinning.
She brushed his hand away and frowned." Did you see Japan anywhere? He dropped me off here and left."
"Nope. Hey let's go get ice cream!" America yelled boisterously, and grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the bench. He walked a couple inches, dragging her along and tripped. Or at least pretended too. He was pretty good at acting in his opinion.
"OWW!"
Vietnam stood there staring at the American on the ground, who let go of her arm. She never knew America as the clumsy type. It happened so fast; one second she was being dragged over to the ice cream stand, the next, America was on the ground.
He got up and grabbed her arm again, and started making ungainly movements to the ice cream stand.
"Are you drunk?" Vietnam said crossly, snatching her arm away from him.
America blinked and started chuckling. "I ain't drunk! Haha!"
She observed him with a stern gaze, and America laughed weakly. She sighed before saying, "You can go buy your ice cream. I don't want any."
"Yes, you do!"
"No, I don't want any."
"You're denying that you do!" He whined and pouted.
Vietnam deadpanned." I don't want ice cream."
America laughed, and she frowned," I don't get what's so funny."
"Me either."
Vietnam crossed her arms across her chest, and sat on the bench. America told her to wait to there for a surprise. Moments later, the America ran towards her with two cones of something very expected; ice cream. One cone had about 10 scoops of the dessert, each a different color and it tilted to one side like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. The other one was just a one scoop of vanilla ice cream.
Then he fell on the ground and the taller ice cream toppled down and splattered around him. Vietnam got up and ran over to him, still shocked from the scene. America looked around the mess, he meant to fall, but he didn't mean to drop his ice cream! Crestfallen he got up and gave Vietnam the ice cream him bought for her. At least this one didn't drop.
Vietnam darted her eyes at America and then at the ice cream he was handing to her. "Keep it." America stared at her. She gave a small smile to him, "I didn't want it anyway."
"THANK YOU!" America cheered and tackled her with a hug, and dropped the other ice cream. "Crap."
Well there's the end of this chapter! Thank you for reading! I'm a sucky writer xD
Please review for more~ And can someone help me with the image thing? I don't get it…
