Sweet Memories ch. 14 (America's view)
Ok so this chapter is going to be short, so… I'll just take up some space talking. I'm gonna tell you something really weird that happened to me. Yes, I'm talk about a day in my life because what author doesn't want to talk about their life with random people? So anyways, one day I had a lot of free time, (with no ideas) so I decided to clean out some of my file cabinets
Brother- Wow, you actually cleaned your room instead of writing, playing videogames or watching anime/TV shows. Progress.
*ignore* and I found some old diary entries I wrote when I was in elementary. I swear my handwriting was so awful…
Brother- Not to get back on topic, but can we get back on topic?
…I don't even know why you're here.
Brother- I'm that bored.
…Anyways, so I was looking through the entries and I noticed that none of my memories matched up with them!
Roxas- Just like me…
Don't worry Roxy! *hug* My memories weren't replaced!
Brother- Or were they?
Roxas- ?!
Messed up. Now you made Roxy scared! *kicks*
Brother- Ouch! Ok, Ok! I'm sorry Roxas.
Roxas- It's ok, you were just joking, right?
Brother- Maybe…
…You know what? I'm just going to go to my story now.
"Dude! How long does it take to get here! Even I get here faster, and I live farther away!"
"That's because you go on your fastest jet to show off! He's probably on a normal plane!"
I grumbled as I sat farther off the couch I was sitting on.
"This is so boring!"
"Then go do something not boring!"
I pouted as I picked up the phone.
"Fine, I'll just order a few hamburgers at McDonalds."
"Do what you want."
Ring Ring Ri
"Hello and welcome to McDonalds, how may I help you?"
"Yeah, I'll have 100 cheeseburgers, 50 large sodas and … 20 large fries."
"Of course, you're order will arrive shortly, Mr. America."
"Cool, thanks!"
Click
Ding Dong
I got up and walked to open the door.
"Here's your order, Mr. America."
"Thanks! And keep the change."
Kicking the door close, I walked back to see a shocked France.
"HOW DID THEY KNOW YOU WERE HERE?! HOW DID IT GET HERE SO FAST?!"
"I'm the hero, I can do anything!"
"YOU JUST SAID A FEW!"
"This is a few! Plus, I'm hungry!"
I began to eat despite France's protests. After a minute, when I finished eating, I got bored again.
Ding Dong
Finally!
I jumped up and ran to open the door.
"Dude, about ti-"
Standing in front of me was a man with red hair and green eyes wearing a blue uniform with white straps and a cigarette in his mouth.
Ha ha, "X" marks the spot!
This stranger and I stared at each other for a while until he finally spoke.
"…Who the bloody hell are you?"
"Who are you?!"
He grinned as he took the cigarette out of his mouth.
"I'm Scotland, England's big brother."
Dun Dun Dun! Scotty and America finally meet! Will they accept each other, or will they hate each other? ...Actually I don't know...You know what? I'm gonna be a nice person and let you guys decide...If you guys want to. I mean, I can imagine them becominf friends or enemys. Maybe I can write one chapter and then write an alternate chapter. I don't know. You pick.