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Chapter 13: England and Cyprus

Throughout the entire day, England had been conversing with Cyprus. It had started with small talk, and had turned into different discussions.

If England had known that the other would be such great company, he would have spent more time with him when Cyprus had been under British control. But no, he was too busy with expanding his empire, and two World Wars. And then he had to make sure that certain other colonies were behaving themselves (namely Australia).

It also made him feel a little guilty. He didn't spend enough time with the nations formerly under his control, and knew some of them still somewhat resented him.

"Hey, isn't that your micronation?" Cyprus suddenly asked.

England turned to where Sealand was, wondering what he was getting up to (this time). He found him sitting next to Wy. Nothing wrong with that. Until he saw the blushes on both of their cheeks, and he also saw them… holding hands?

"What is going on there?" England wondered.

"No clue," Cyprus said. "Do you think they might be a couple?"

England spluttered.

"He's too young for something like that!" England said, his voice quite high.

"They look cute, though."

…

Just like England, France was watching the two micronations.

"Should we work on the kids as well?" Monaco asked.

"Non," France said. "They already spend an ample amount of time with each other, and they are in no danger of having their threads tangle. They can wait a while."

…

A nation kept his eyes on Canada, noting that the other appeared as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

The nation was glad. Seeing Canada so sad always managed to get that nation down as well.

…

France would sneak glances towards the nation sitting next to him every now and again. He had been pleased when he found out that the other had taken his rose, and felt that it was a good sign.

One of the reasons he hadn't advanced on the other was because he feared that the other's mind might have been poisoned against him, considering the other's history with a certain nation.

"You better make your move before this entire conference is over," Monaco hissed beside him.

"Patience, ma chère," France said. "I'll do it. Eventually."

…

When the meeting was finished, England sighed in relief. He really needed to go to the pub for a drink.

"Hey, England?" Cyprus said, and England turned his gaze to the other. "I was wondering if perhaps you'd want to join me for dinner."

England frowned in confusion.

"What brought this on?" England asked.

"I know you're planning to go to the bar after this, and I don't think it would be a healthy idea, especially considering your breakup with America. And I want to make sure that you actually eat. Besides, a night sober with good company is more appealing, right?"

England gave a small smile, and shrugged.

"Sure," he said. "At least I won't have to spend too much extra time with my brothers. Especially Wales. I get the feeling that there's something going on between him and Taiwan."

"You noticed that too?" Cyprus asked. "Oh, looks like Turkey is talking to Korea. Wonder what that's about."

"No clue," England sighed. "So, shall we go?"

…

France was packing away his things when he noticed an angry Romano dragging a sad-looking Italy behind him. He sat up straight, having a feeling what this might be about.

"Hey, wine bastard," Romano said by way of his own version of a greeting. "I need you to make sure that neither me nor my fratello are sitting anywhere near the potato and tomato bastards, since you seem to like rearranging all the seats."

France sighed.

"D'accord, mon ami," France said. "Care to tell me what happened?"

"It's none of your damn business," Romano spat. "Just make sure we're not sitting near them."

"Very well."

Ma chère is the female version of mon cher. Just in case you didn't know. Our French lecturers can get pretty annoyed if you don't use the correct genders.

It took me until this chapter to realise that England and Cyprus had history together, and I wondered how I would work with that. So the answer: England's soul mate had been under his nose, but he was too oblivious to notice it, and too distracted.

Also, what are your pairing requests for the HCSS? Since I received a few in the beginning for NorPan, I'm working on that one first. But I want to hear what else you want to see. Also, a little warning. I am mostly writing the stories from the HCSS with prompts, and some of the prompts are ideal multi-chapters. So if you give me a pairing that has been assigned a prompt that would result in a multi-chapter, I will PM you and notify you of that. That doesn't mean I won't write it, just that it might take a while.