Philippines+ Hetalia
Bonus Chapter!
England holds Philippines hand as they walk through the gardens under the moonlit night. England looks dashing in his new tuxedo and Philippines looks absolutely breathe taking in her gown, which looks like she is wearing the night sky. The sit down at a bench that looked over the pond that is in the middle of the garden. England looks down at Philippines and looks at her sparkling, brown eyes.
"You look so beautiful tonight, my daring." England says. He moves her dark brown hair from her eyes. Philippines flushed.
"I love you, England." Philippines say.
"I love you, too." England begins to lean over. Philippines, realizing his intentions, close her eyes and begin to lean toward his face. They are so close that England can feel the warm breath of Philippines against his lips. Then…
BEEP! BEEP! Went the alarm. England shot up from his bed.
"Aww man." England says. "It was just a dream."
(You are now imagining Hetalia opening theme song)
England sits up in his bed. He runs his fingers through his hair. Lately he has been dreaming of Philippines. He doesn't know why. Sometimes he even finds himself think of her. He thinks of how her eyes sparkle whenever she looks at him. He likes to feel the heat that radiates from her whenever she's near him. And her lips, oh her lips. How he wants to just take her in his arms and taste those lips of hers…
RING! RING! Went the doorbell. England goes down stairs to answer the door. When he reaches the door, he opens it. "What the bloody hell do want! I-" England freezes when he sees that Philippines is standing in front of him. "Philippines…uh…"
"Hello England. Who are you?" Philippines says. "Oh and where's your pants?" Philippines points at where England's pant should be. England looks down and his face turns completely red. He is sporting an unbutton dress-shirt and boxers.
"I'm sorry, really sorry…." England says as he tries to button up his shirt.
"Oh don't worry." Philippines says. "America wears that kind of stuff all the time when I lived at his house. I'm totally use to it."
England looks at Philippines when she said that last statement. "So, what are you doing here?"
"I was going to ask if I can stay here for awhile." says Philippines. "You see, my house has been destroyed by the resent storm that went through my country. I could have stayed with someone else but all of my friend have guest at their house and I didn't want to intrude their houses. So I hope you'll let me stay."
"Of course. Come in." England let Philippines in his house. Philippines walks in the house and starts to examine the place.
"I see that you got the house redone." Philippines says as she set her luggage down. (If you remember, some unwanted guest came and destroyed his home.)
"Yeah." England says as he put on his pants. "It took a long time to fix this place up but it was worth it."
"I like it better this way." Philippines turns to England. When England sees her face, he begins to blush again. "What?" Philippines asks when she notices England face.
"Oh nothing." England says as he scratch his head nervously.
"If you don't mind, I still have some of my stuff in my car…" Philippines starts to go out to her car, but England stops her.
"Let me do it." England says.
"Oh no, I can't let you do that." England tries to argue but Philippines is already out the door. England sighs. He sit in his couch and drinks the tea that the servant gave him. Then the phone rang.
"Hello?" England says.
"Bonsoir England!" the person on the other line says.
"France!" England says happily. "Just the person I wanted to talk too."
"England are you okay? Are you ill?" Are you dieing?!" France doesn't normally hear England saying that he wants to talk to him.
"No, you bloody nit! This is important." England screams.
"Okay, okay. Keep you're your panties on. Tell me what's wrong."
"It's about Philippines…" England starts.
"Philippines! The Pearl of the Oriental Sea! Now that's a beauty. I've seen finer but she have a good rack on her. And also-" France says.
"Don't you dare speak about her in that manner!" England says before France can finish that sentence.
"Are you in love with Philippines?" France asks unexpectedly.
"WHAT! NO…yes…no!" England feels his face really, really red.
"I practically see your face turning scarlet and the sweat running down your face." France say.
"If you can't a girl off your mind, does that mean you're in love?" England asks, his tone of voice completely changing. If you just warp your arms around her whenever you see her, that mean you're in love? If you want to do anything for her to make her happy, does that mean you're in love?"
"Well, Mr. England just got himself trap in the cage of llllooovvvveee." France tease.
"It's not a joke!" England exclaims. "What do I do now? Now that I know that I fallen in love, what do I do?"
"You tell her, you idiot!" Frances says
"Tell her?!" England says.
"Yeah duh." France says. "When you tell her, tell her at some place romantic. Like America's party. I heard he has the most beautiful gardens. You can take her out there and con-" Then England sees Philippines and automatically hung up the phone.
"Hey Philippines!" England says nervously.
"England." Philippines carries three large bags and a dress in a plastic cover. "Can you help me?" England jumps up and helps Philippines. He helps Philippines up the stair towards her room. He notices what the dress looks like that is in the plastic cover. It is the same dress he saw Philippines in when she was in his dream.
"What's that dress for?' England asks when they reach Philippines room.
"It's for America's Christmas/New Year's party." Philippines answers. "Are you coming to party?"
"If you're going, my darling." England smiles.
"What?" Philippines asks, not really catching the last thing he said.
"Oh nothing." England says hastily.
=England "Hetalia"=
England waits outside anxiously. He looks at his clock making sure they're not running late. Then Philippine arrive at the front door. She looks radiate in her sparkling black dress that makes her look like the night sky. Her curled hair lies perfectly against her blushing cheeks.
"You look amazing." England manages to say for his breath is taken away.
Philippines smiles as she walks up towards him. "Thank you. Oh England! Your tie all crooked." Philippines reaches up and starts fixing England's tie. England begins to blush (he's been doing that a lot lately). "There we go." Philippines pats the now fixed tie. "Shall we go?"
England opens the door for Philippines. "Of course."
=Philippines "Hetalia"=
Philippines and England enters America's house. It just like the way Philippines remembered it. The entrance way still has those marble stairwells that lead to the second floor. It also has the same white, grand piano.
"Philippines!" America says as he approaches Philippines and England. England has is hand out to shake America's but disregard it and hugs Philippines.
"Hello America." England says to get America's attention.
"England!" America gives England a big pat on the back, knocking England on the ground.
"Bastard! What the hell was that for?!" England exclaims from the ground.
"Oh I got to go, England." America rushes past England, leaving him on the ground.
"England, scoping the floor for some loose change?" England looks up and sees France standing in front of him.
"Oh shut you moron and help me up." France takes England's hand and helps him up.
"Man, you can lose a couple pounds." France complains. England just ignores him. "So… have you told her.
"Told who what?" England asks.
"You're such a dope. Have you told Philippines that you love her!" England covers France mouth before he can continue.
"Shut up. I don't want everyone to know how I feel about Philippines." England mutters in France's ear.
France pulls away from England's grip. "Well if you keep this a secret, a certain someone won't know how you feel." He points to where Philippines is. Then he gets behind England and push him towards her direction. "Go get 'em cowboy!"
England shakes his head and heads towards Philippines.
Far off in the distance, America notices England going after Philippines.
'What is he doing following Philippines.' America says to himself. He follows England.
=America "Hetalia"=
Before England can reach Philippines, she disappears. "Where is she?" he mutters under his breath. He runs towards where she stood. Before him is a hallway. He goes down the hallway and when he reaches the end, he sees Philippines standing there in front of the glass door that lead out towards the garden.
"Isn't it the most beautiful garden you ever seen." Philippines says to England.
"Yes, yes it is." England looks to Philippines. He musters all his courage to tell her how he feels until someone interrupts him.
"England, what are you dong?" America asks. England turns and sees America standing there with arms crossed.
"Hey Ame-" before England can finish his sentence, America grabs his arm and drags him from Philippines.
"There is no way that I'm going to let you take away my Philippines." America places England on one of his couches. "Stay!" America goes off and entertain his guest. England sticks his tough out at America like an immature child. Then he gets up to search for Philippine. He spots her at the bar. He walks over to her, not taking his eyes of her just in case he loses sight of her, he runs over someone.
"Oh I'm sor-" England freezes when sees America standing in front of him. "Uh…" America takes England and puts him back on the couch. England makes many desperate attempts to talk to Philippines but America keeps getting in his way. One time England got so close to getting to Philippines that America hoisted him up and tossed him in the nearest cake trolley. As England brush away the breadcrumbs stuck in his eyebrows, his sees an opening to talk to Philippines. Plus, America is busy yelling at Canada for trying to microwave a hamburger.
"MICROWAVE A HAMBURGER! DO YOU HAVE NO SOUL!" America screams at the cowering Canada.
"Philippines." England says to Philippines as he take her arm.
"England what are you-" before Philippines can finish England drags her outside. America notices Philippines being whisked away England, and begins to follow them. Outside England and Philippines stand in the gorgeous garden in front of the sparkling pond.
"England what's wrong?" Philippines ask, noticing that he is all red and he's sweating like a pig.
"Oh I'm fine, I'm just nervous." England says.
"Nervous for what?"
"Well…" England starts to say. "I know we only know each other for a short while, but the time we spent to together was the best of my life."
In the distance, America watches the two countries. He sees something in England's eyes when he looks at Philippines he never seen before. If he embarrasses England in front of Philippines, it may ruin England's life forever. "Ah who cares." America says. England takes a step closer towards Philippines and America pulls the string. England feels something tugging at his feet and he falls. In the short moments that England is falling he sees America jump from the bushes pointing finger at England. Then he sees Philippines trying to catch him. He closes his eyes. Then he feels something war against his lips. He opens his eyes. He is kissing Philippines on the lips. He hears America screaming in horror. The two countries separate.
"I'm sorry Philippines." England says.
Philippines smiles. "Oh don't worry. The look on America's face makes up for it." Off to the side, America is in a random corner growing mushrooms.
(You are now imagining Hetalia ending theme song)
=I know the ch. somewhat lengthy but I guess it was worth it. The reason I wrote this chapter is that I didn't want to end something like the last chapter, and since it was so close to Christmas, it had to be Christmas themed. Plus, I'm sort of a fan of EngxPhil so that's how I got the idea. I want to thank all those who read this. Paalam :D =