England yawned through his hand, staring tiredly at America.

"Dude, you okay? You look like you haven't slept in forever!" America asked concernedly through the apple he was eating.

"Feels like I haven't." England said wearily through a yawn. "I can't seem to fall asleep, no matter what I do. I've tried everything."

America hesitated. He was thinking a trick he used when he couldn't fall asleep, but America wasn't sure England could handle this method.

England sighed heavily, looking extremely pale and drawn. America made his decision and reached for something to write on.

"Try saying this phrase." America offered helpfully, writing down a line on the back of a receipt and sliding it to England.

"Hmm?" England took the paper questioningly. "What's this?"

America started emptying out the broom closet as he explained. "It's a magic phrase I learned that will put you to sleep instantly, hero's guaruntee!" America grabbed his apple from the counter and climbed inside the closet, pulling the door almost all the way closed.

"Really?" England sounded impressed. Then in that case-" He turned to face where America was and then froze. "America?"

America didn't respond.

After a moment, England shrugged and muttered something about "yanks" and "ungrateful brats" before turning back to the paper America had given him. America felt a little less guilty for telling England this trick.

England stared at the paper for a moment, and America swore he heard England say something about "Doesn't look like an incantation I know." before sighing heavily and muttering the phrase on the paper.

America held his breath.

Nothing happened.

England thew the paper in the trash with a sigh. "So it doesn't work."

Then there was a loud crash from the door, and a blutty form appeared in America's kitchen wielding a long stick like weapon. Before England could even turn to see what was happening, a hockey stick slammed into the back of England's head and he toppled to the floor unconscious.

Canada stood seething over England's body, holding his hockey stick tightly.

America didn't move an inch as Canada snarled at England.

"What the FUCK did you say about hockey?