Day 11

"England." China poked the afore-mentioned country in the shoulder.

"What?" England snarled.

"I was just wondering when I would receive the child support money you owe me. China's not a rich country, you know…"

In the background, America face-palmed.

"What child support money? I wouldn't reproduce with you even if I was paid."

The tense conversation was interrupted by a crash. The two swiveled around, gaping at the ridiculous sight.

The newcomer, a dark haired boy, stood then launched himself at England. "I'm hurt! You forgot me, Mommy!"

Mommy… England was horrified. He hissed a curse and threw off the invasive not-quite-a-country off. In despair, England withdrew to a corner of the room to plant mushrooms (or maybe plot China's destruction).

If one listened closely, a quiet "Why am I always an uke?" could be heard.


AN: Silly England, because you went through all those wars and yet still blush when someone touches you.