Recently I have been listening to Hetaoni Music while writing, I love England song. It suits him so well, with the little rock music in the middle
England: "What on earth is Hetaoni?"
Me: "No England you can't watch it, you'll get some stupid ideas! Why did you have to do it! You should of beat up Steve like a pirate, or even go punk on him. That's a point even when you had no magic , why didn't you just fight like the others did with swords or guns?
England:" I have no idea what you are bloody talking about!"
Me : "Good lets keep it that way."
Any way I love this chapter
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"OMG! It's Chibi Iggy!" America managed to say after gawking at the mini nation for several minutes. The nations were stunned into silence, causing said Chibi to smirk. He casually walked up to America and placed his tiny hand on top of his cut, grazing his hand across it, the wound closed immediately. He then stood by Canada's feet and looked up at the shy nation expectantly.
"You're going to have to bloody bend down, I can't reach you wound." Little England snapped after waiting at the confused nations feet for a while. Canada obeyed the child and knelt down so he was at eye level to the tiny England. England did the same to what he did to America and healed the other brother, then looked up at the other shocked nations. He wondered how long it was going to take them to get over the shock, although it was pretty funny.
China was resisting the urge to glomp the cute nation, even Japan felt like he wanted to hug the child in front of him. The Asian nation needed to take a photo, but couldn't find his camera. Russia was the first to get over the shock, his creepy aura switched on as he moved closer to Little England. He could easily over power this England and raise him under the care of Mother Russia. "Why don't you become one with mother-"
America dashed in front of Russia with his arms out protectively. "There is no way that I'm gonna let you touch Chibi Iggy, you commie bast-"
"I can protect myself thank you very much America, and gonna isn't a word you git." America turned to face England to find that he had already had a bow and arrow aimed right at the Russian's head, as if taunting him to just think about coming closer. Alfred's jaw dropped, the cute; yes he was going to admit that little England was cute; was still able to pull off that intimidating glare that The Brit was famous for.
Once Russia didn't show any signs of making a move on the little county, England dropped his guard and put his bow over his arm. He then pulled off his hood and ruffled his own hair. "Er, England, could you explain, why you are?" Germany asked gesturing at England.
The tiny blonde walked over to Canada and reached up for his hand, Canada took hold and curiously looked at the little Briton. "What do you feel?" The small nation asked and Canada automatically closed his eyes concentrating on his sense of touch. He could feel the emotion of the little nation flow into his hand; it was a mixture of relaxed and tired. His purple eyes flashed open once he realised.
"You're England's halo." The other nations looked at the Canadian wanting him to elaborate further; unfortunately he was still in shock. Halo England dropped his hand and turned to face the others, still smirking.
"As Canada said, I am England's halo, but then I am still England. There are times when I am needed to be in 2 places at once, for example; someone is being attacked while I am presently at a meeting. So I would take England's from and often take place at the meeting whilst he is defending another nation. The reason as to while I am in the form of a bloody child, is because the original England is sick and it will take extra effort for me to be in his usual form. (Demonstrating the small child grew until he looked like normal England, wearing his WWII uniform, before quickly shrinking again). Obviously I couldn't attend meeting while like this, so I would fight instead.
I am still England, we are both aware of what the other is doing and thinking and I am able to do most of what the original is able to do. I however don't feel pain, and if I am injured the original England will inherit the damage at the same time. I also don't inherit any illness which the original may be suffering, so that's why my eyes are normal and not bloody infected. I also never change into an angel, only the original can do that. Also, just because I am this size, doesn't mean I will take any bollocks from anyone" Chibbi Iggy finished his mini speech; directing the last comment at Russia, the other nations slowly nodded in understanding. The fairies were cooing over England happy to see him that small again.
"We have been protected by a child?" Germany mumbled sceptically, not fully realising that he said it out loud. "Ungrateful sod. I saved your arse whilst Germany was bombing London during the blitz; Original couldn't physically leave so I saved you, wanker." Now Germany was really shocked, England saved them even during wars, when they were on the opposite sides.
"Although it probably would have saved me a lot of trouble if I just left you there, and let the demons kill you. Lucky for you though I only did it as I had to, not because I actually care about any of you. I did kick you in the balls though before I left, made me feel better." Little England rambled on ,making his way to the front of the supermarket.
Prussia threw his arm around his stunned brother's shoulder, encouraging him to keep walking. "Don't worry bruder, he's a lot tougher than he looks. France told me what Brows went through growing up. He was invaded often and picked on by his brothers, his on better terms with his brothers now; but they put him through hell. You're lucky to have me as your awesome big bruther. So the little weirdo can take care of himself."
That didn't comfort the German at all, but he decided that he shouldn't dwell in the past.
The nations made their way to the checkouts, England leading the way. The albino picked a new journal; he defiantly needed to document this whole ordeal. Japan made sure to grab a camera, he was sure he was going to need it.
"I can't believe Iggy used to be cute as a kid, you can hardly notice his eyebrows above his massive eyes." America whispered to his brother once he was sure that Britain couldn't hear him. At the moment the Briton was cursing about France being a pervert and undressing him. Canada gave him a warm smile, it was true their former caretaker was adorable; but you wouldn't be allowed to tell him that.
"Do you think that Arthur's past was the reason why he was so protective over us when we were younger?" Violet eyes stared into blue looking slightly sad. America understood what his brother was feeling, all these years, they always thought that England was just a grumpy old man. It turns out that he a damn good reason to be, it's also surprising that he isn't a complete nut job. The American gave his brother his usually heroic smile and a strong pat on the back, it was a small gesture but it was comforting.
China sat behind the till and started scanning all the items while the rest sorted the shopping into bags. Little England watched the others as he was too small to reach the counter. Once all the items were scanned the nations expectantly turned to Canada as he had England wallet and card. "I don't know England's pin number." He said quietly under his breath, causing the others to sigh in frustration.
"Why didn't you get it off him before left aru?"
"He collapsed from exhaustion, before I could ask."
"Brows, really can fall asleep quickly."
"He should have been responsible enough to give …Canada the pin before he fell asleep."
"Dude, Iggy had trouble staying awake when he was talking to Mattie. Any way the guy is a total scatter brain he woulda' forgot anyway."
"Why don't we just leave with the food, what he doesn't know won't kill him, da?"
Little England stood beside Japan, watching the other nations argue with an amused grin on his face. The Asian looked down at the tiny Blonde then sadly to the arguing countries; nothing was ever sorted out quietly. The brown eyed nation looked down again to find bright green looking up at him, with the same grin on his face looking as though he wanted to talk. Japan gave him a nod showing him that he was listening.
"I think that they have forgotten that I'm here, it's quiet rude to talk about someone as if they are not there. I was going to save them the trouble of arguing and tell them I know the pin; but I think that I will just leave the wankers to it." The Brit hesitated a bit before talking again, this time looking at his feet and mumbling slightly.
"Could you pick me up so that I can put the pin in, I can't reach. The gits are giving me a head ache." Asian nation resisted the urge to squeal; the small blonde was blushing slightly and looked so Kawaii. The black haired nation happily knelt down and picked up the little nation, intrigued when he felt the sudden flow of emotions. There was embarrassment, exhaustion, and protectiveness- Japan assumed the embarrassment was from the small nation and the other emotions were from the original England.
Once little England had put his pin in the till started to print the receipt, causing the other nations to stop arguing. They found Japan still holding the tiny blonde, with a tiny smile on his face. It didn't take them long to realise what had happened, and felt slightly embarrassed by for not noticing that the solution to the problem was present for the whole time.
"No fair, why did you get to hold Chibi Iggy?!" America blurted out almost jumping on the quiet nation and the small Brit. Japan flinched away from the dirty blonde, tightening his hold slightly on England. The small blonde just frowned at his former colony, why did he have to be so loud. China and Prussia had to admit that they also wanted to hold the tiny Briton, just so they could relive the time when they looked after their younger siblings. Missing his polar bear, Canada also wanted to hold the small Brit.
"Japan, you don't need to hold me anymore." The Englishmen said glancing up at the Asian nation, quickly reading the disappointment in the others face, he sighed (he's been doing that a lot recently). "You can hold me a bit longer if you want to. I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for me. If you haven't noticed I'm not wearing any shoes, and the floor is filthy, I don't want to get my feet dirty." Which was an obvious lie, considering that he used to run around in the forest with no shoes on.
Japan smiled, America was going to make a comment about how unfair that was, but was cut short by certain mythical creatures. The girls had teleported the nations and the shopping back to England's house and had landed in the kitchen, with their backs facing France.
"Bonjour" he greeted the returned nations, but almost fainted when they turned round, specifically when Japan turned round.
The Frenchman had never moved so quickly, he dived at the black haired nations and grabbed the tiny Britain, even America wasn't quick enough to react. It took the tiny nation a split second to realise what and happened, but when he did; it wasn't pretty. He kicked furiously and wiggled, but couldn't find he's way out of the Frenchman's grip, so he swore like the former pirate he was.
"Get your bloody hands of me shit beard! You fucking pervert, you wanker; you stupid wine loving bastard!" The Brit shrieked, so shocked from the fact that France was manhandling him, that he didn't think of a simple way to escape the Frenchman. He could just revert back to a halo.
The wavy blonde ignored the angry rants and continued to hug the small nation, rubbing his face against the others cheek. Francis didn't even seem to notice the furious emotions that were flowing into him.
"Mon petite Lapin. Your skin is so soft. Oh how I have missed you mon cher." The other nations watched with mixed expressions, some seemed slightly worried, other where finding the scene hilarious.
It took America a while to realise that instead of laughing, he should try and rescue Briton; who was currently complain about the feel of France beard on his skin. Preparing to pounce to save enraged nation, he was caught by surprise when England head butted France,the Frenchman jerked backwards, throwing chibi Iggy into the air.
Without hesitation, America ran to catch the small nation to be beaten by Russia. Russia, oh man, why the commie bastard of all people. It just so happened that the eerie nation had been standing near where England was going to land, and only had to step to the side to catch him.
The Russian genuinely smiled once he felt how grateful the miniature island nation felt at being caught, it didn't bother him when the emotion quickly switched to confused and cautious.
"Thank you Russia, but I didn't need catching, I have fallen from much greater heights before and haven't been hurt. (Actually I don't get hurt, original England does)" Russia continued to smile at the tiny nation seeming less creepy than normal; Anya was also smiling sweetly on his shoulder. The silver haired fairy reminded England that Russia could be less devil like if given a chance, maybe this could be his chance. He had just remembered as well that if this went terribly wrong; he could just change back into a halo.
The Russian was surprised when the child didn't try to escape his hold, but just stayed happily in his grip. "Where is Opium aru?" China asked, he could hear Spain and the Italia's upstairs, it sounded that like they were playing something.
"Dude, he's right here." America pointed at the nation in Russia's arms. The countries were dumbfounded that little Arthur hadn't tried to escape but thought it would be best to just ignore it and carry on. Wasn't that a British expression "keep calm and carry on?"
"I meant normal Opium, you ass!" The old nation yelled waving his arms frantically at the young nation, being held back by Germany. "This is so going to get confusing, can I just call ya Iggy 2." America smiled hopefully and the small blonde only to receive a frown.
"No, you may not call me Iggy 2 git. I don't even let you call me Iggy, let alone Iggy 2 .However, I understand how the current arrangement could be confusing to a bloody blubbering idiot such as yourself. If it makes things easier for you, you can referrer to me as Halo."
The younger nation's smile faltered slightly once he realised that he had just been insulted, but came back at full force once England had given him a nickname that he could use. "Sure thing Halo Iggy."
The miniature nation was going to yell at the American when a sudden wave of exhaustion crushed against him. His eyelids drooped and he became limp. The violet eyed nation looked down at the blonde in his arms once he felt a new extreme of tiredness, he became a bit concerned once the other started to shrink. The once 6 year old looking England, was now the size of a 3 to 4 year old. "Did you just shrink da?"
The sliver haired man paid no attention to France explaining to the others where angel England was, he was focused entirely on Halo. He held Halo so he was facing him and gazed directly into the glazed emerald eye. Halo weakly nodded and took a few deep breaths before answering. "I just put a protective charm around Finland's house. The spell is very tiring, so the Original me has even less energy to keep me in this form. I de aged to lessen the strain."
Slowly Halo's eyes started to flutter close until he fell asleep in the shocked Russian's arm. The big nation stared blankly at the tiny nation, confused about what to do in this situation. No one had been this comfortable around the large country to just fall asleep, and he could feel that Little England trusted him; it made him a little bit happy.
The Russian looked at his fairy counterpart as if asking what to do; she smiled and pointed to leave the room, as the others were arguing about where all the food should go. The loud nations ignored the fae which were trying to tell them where everything was meant to go, all except Canada and Japan, who kept moving all the food that was put in the wrong place.
None seem to notice the silver haired man exit the room with the sleeping child, and continued to make a mess of Britain's kitchen. "What should I do with him, da?" Russia asked the fairy that was following him into the living room, she looked at England and giggled.
"You could just lay him down on the chair until he wakes up, or you could hold him until he wakes. I can see that you are enjoying it da. Just watch the television until he wakes up, but keep the volume low; England is a light sleeper da.
"Original England must be very tired to make his halo sleep for him, Halo usually never sleeps. This way any energy that England uses, he gets back from the energy that Halo is getting; it won't replace any energy that he lost before though, da."
Anya zipped over to the telly and put on a Russian ballet DVD which England had; seeing how many fairies often visited him, he made sure there was something to entertain all of them. Russia sat comfortable on the chair with Chibi England in his arms when he started to stir.
"Bollocks, stupid bloody Australia, leaving his bloody house. Stupid kangaroo git." Halo mumbled in his sleep. It took Russia a while figure out that Australia was being attacked and that England had another nation which he needed to save.
Yay, Russia has bonding time. I didn't mean to included Australia in this story, it just happened. Also I'm not very nice to him.
Russia: "Now that i was nice, will you become one with Russia da?"
Me: "don't ask that sweetly while holding your pipe. I have told you, that is not how you make friends. Bad Russia."
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Me:" Stop that, if you don't behave I could make it so you get turned into a bunny or something, here have a sunflower"
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