I do not Hetalia or it's character's.
Not A Toy!
A few months past as the duo's relationship grew. It was hard to keep America's mouth shut about it though and even harder not to show affection for each other during the few times they met. But they got their chance.
That morning the sun poured in through the parted curtains of the window and upon the shorter of the blonde's. He grumbled in-distinctively as he buried his face into his partner, who in return chuckled at the display.
"Don't laugh at me." The brit mumbled into his lover's chest.
"But you're so adorable sleeping. I laugh of pure enjoyment if watching you rest."
The blond blushed trying to hide from his love's gaze which extracted another laugh.
"Come now Arthur, there's no need to be embarrassed."
"That's easy for you to say Francis." England stated as he looked up at him.
"Very true. It is very easy for me to say that, but nevertheless it's still holds true for you." France smiled watching as the Brit's face turned red.
"Come. You're making me breakfast this morning." Arthur declared dismissing the conversation as he slipped from France's embrace and to the edge of the bed.
"Your wish is my command, any requests?" France stated as he slid off the bed pulling on his Boxers from the previous night.
"Um, surprise me?" England suggested as he stood and made his way to the restroom.
"Coming right up then." Francis replied as he made his way towards the kitchen to prepare their breakfast as Arthur showered.
When he finished and dressed in a pair of briefs and one of Francis's dress shirts, he joined his lover in the kitchen leaning against the island.
He watched as France swiftly, but gracefully moved through out the kitchen making their breakfast.
moving from his position he moved to hug France's waist stooping the others action.
"A-Arthur!?" France called.
"Is it almost done?" Arthur asked.
"Oui it is, but i need you to let me go so we may eat."
England released the other and began to set the table for two. France finishes up and lets the food finish cooking.
"I'll be back, I'm going to have a shower and when I finish the food should be done by then." france stated as he placed a kiss to England's temple before leaving to bathe.
England merely nodded as he cleaned up the mess that france created, which was much, upon finishing the doorbell rings.
"I'll get it!" England yelled as he made his way to the front door.
When he opened the door he was greeted with a gripping hug.
"Happy Easter dude!" America shouted as he held the startled brit.
"America let go of me you're hurting me." England gasped out in pain.
"Whoops, sorry man." America stated as he let go and stepping back from him allowing him to catch his breath.
"I told you not to do that Alfred." A voice spoke in a harsh yet whispered tone.
"Oh he's okie Mattie, aren't ya Iggy?" Alfred asked.
"i'll live, but what does bring you two home?"
"Dude it's Easter we came to celebrate!"
England blinked and did a mental count in his head before the look of horror dawned on his face.
"It's Easter!?" England asked.
"Yep!"
England sighed before opening the door wider for the two to come in. Once everyone was in England shut the door and looked at the too.
"Wait here, i'll go tell France you're here."
"Wait! England before I forget, i brought something you left at my house at new years. Or at least I think it's yours."
England stop in his path to retrieve france to turn around and nearly pass out from what's in Alfred's hands.
"Is it yours?" America asked shaking the thin golden star wand in his hand.
"Yes. Now give it to me before you do something stupid." England ordered reaching for the wand.
"Dude, relax, It's just a toy."
"It is not, now give it back!"
"America I think you should give it back." Matthew stated watching the two.
"It's just a stupid piece of plastic it's not like it works. look watch." America stated as he thought of something before pointing the wand at a horrified Arthur.
Nothing happened and America merely smiled.
"See told you. It's just a toy." America teased as he playful bent the wand...till it finally snapped in half and boy was Arthur mad.
It was just that moment that Francis decided to walk into the front room And also the moment that England tackled Alfred, eliciting a squeak form the startled Canadian.
"Arthur!?" France yelled snapping the attention from everyone. "What the heck is going on?"
Arthur stood and wiped his face from the angry tears that pooled in his eye.
"Alfred broke my wand." Arthur sniffled.
"You mean the toy wand?" France asked.
"It's not a toy!" Arthur yelled.
"Iggy that thing was a toy." America said blandly as he sat up from the ground.
"Um I don't think so." Matthew stated as he started at Arthur.
"What do mean?" Alfred asked following Matthew's eyes.
"I mean I don't think Arthur always had a tail." Matthew said as he pointed to the small circler blond appendage that was attached to the Brit's lower back.
All eyes watched as the little blond ball twitched neverously. The nearly gasped when their eyes returned to his face, were neatly sat two floppy blond ears that reached past the brits shoulders.
" . ." Francis growled his attention directed fully to America.
That morning was the first morning France had burnt A meal in very very long time.
I know it's late but here's the next chapter of the story. I decided I would try to see if people like it better if I reduced the French in this chapter and see if it's easy for the reader.
This was also done on short notice and because I had this idea for this chapter yesterday, considering I got stuck in the last last chapter with were i was going with this, but now I know how the rest of this stories going to go. but in order to find out your just going to have to read the rest as i update.
with love SP ~ :3
