Cows
"Um....ok, I knew that America was a moron before, but why is he eating a burger with such a distressed look on his face?" England asks to nobody in particular. And that's exactly who answers.
"Oh...well...Al, he...he finally learned what that burger is made out of." Nobody replies. England, shocked, looks around, wondering who had spoken.
"England, I'm right here. I'm Canada, remember?" Nobody asks, tugging on England's sleeve.
"Oh, right...wait. The git didn't know what burgers are made out of, and yet he ate them?"
"Yep."
".....Well, how'd he find out?"
"Well, you see..."
We were driving along one day, when he saw a few cows in a field. He said:
"Ah! Cows! I love cows~! They're so awesome!" So I looked at him, and I asked,
"Then why do you put them in feed lots and eat them in those burgers of yours?"
Then he stared at me, all wide-eyed, and then he laughed, saying,
"Hahaha! What are you talking about, Matt? If the meat in my hamburgers were made of cows, it'd be white with black spots! Besides, why do you think they're called 'HAMburgers'?"
So I stared at him for a minute. And then I asked,
"Why ARE they called 'hamburgers'?" And he burst into tears. It was pretty dangerous, cause he was the one driving at the time.
After a while, he calmed down, and looked me in the eyes, asking,
"So...you're serious? Burgers are made out of cows?"
"Of course," I replied, "Beef is made of cow's meat."
Then he took a burger out of his pocket. I don't know how it fit, but it just did. Anyway, he stared at it for a minute, as if thinking, which I doubt he was. He never really does. That's why he was staring at a burger while he was driving.
Then, after a long silence of him just staring at it, he shrugged and stuffed into his mouth.
"...And he's been like that ever since." Canada finishes, sighing. England looks over at America for a moment. He walks over to him, hitting him over the head.
"At least know what it's made of before eating it, moron."
"But you always told me when I was younger to not ask and just eat!" America objects. England stares at him, then turns and walks away. He wasn't about to tell America that he meant not to ask what was in his cooking.
A/N: Ok, real quick. Regarding the last chapter, I'm not a fan of boyxboy(Though I don't care if you are, I'm friends with a few people who are fans), but technically, since they're nations, they're neither male nor female despite their outside appearance, yes? Or at least I think so...
Anyway, the underlined part is what Matt is saying. I just thought it would be boring to just put it in quotation marks.
And another reference to England's horrible cooking. :D
And I'd like to take this time to tell Terra Lea that her sister gave me some inspiration for this one. xD
Also. Please leave reviews giving me more items! I'm working on "Snow" right now.