A/N: Okkaaayyyy….

Carolxchan = green-hair fairy – Hensys (Maplestory ftw)

Darkangels1112= blue-hair fairy – Rain

Uncreative names are uncreative. The fairies are girls so…yeah. Here we go?

PS: I'm gonna blend Carolxchan and DarkAngels1112's ideas together. Thx.

"I am NOT sick! Heroes don't get sick!"

"Git! Lie down and accept it! You're sick and you know it!"

Anyone who would hear this argument through the closed door of one of Arthur's guest bedrooms would think that the Brit was arguing with a child. Anyone who presumed that it WAS a child he was fighting with is wrong.

"Alfred, lay down this instant or I swear I will tie you down to the bed and force you into diapers!" Arthur shouted.

"Noooo! I don't wanna! I'm not a kid, you know!" Alfred whined and flopped around on the bed helplessly.

The Brit snorted. "As if! You may look like an adult, but you act and sound like a child who doesn't want to go to bed!" he retorted. "Now lie down, drink your medicine, and go to sleep! That's final!" He shoved the American down forcefully.

"Meanie." America sniffed, but followed the Englishman's orders nonetheless.

"It's for your own good." England said tiredly. He sighed. "Really Alfred, be mature for once, will you? You act like a child."

"But at least I'm your child…" Alfred muttered quietly before rolling to the side and promptly falling asleep. 'Although I wish I was more than just that…'

"Al…"

"OOoooH! Drama! Hensys likes drama!"

Arthur jumped at the sudden voices. He turned around to see three fairies.

""Hensys…shut up."

"Raaiinnn, you're no fuunnn…!"

"Hey! Stop interrupting their moment!"

"Wh-wha? Who are you three? I don't recognize any of you." Arthur interrupted, suspicion rising in his chest.

"I'd explain it to you, but your brain would explode." said Rain.

"Hey..!"

"AHEM." interrupted Blitz.

"…What are you doing here?" Arthur questioned, his eyes narrowing.

"See! You made the Arthur angry! Get down on your knees and beg him for forgiveness! Now, before uses his laser eye beams!" Hensys shouted frantically, her tiny hands clinging onto said Brit's shirt and spewing words full of nonsense.

"Umm…You are forgiven..?" Arthur sputtered and blushed. 'What strange fairies…'

Unnoticed by Arthur and the fairies, Alfred was still awake. He observed the Brit and gawked. 'Really, England? Still talking to yourself?' He chuckled in his mind. The scene was quite adorable. "Hey England, if you're THAT lonely, you can always talk to me…" he laughed silently.

The older man unquestionably did NOT scream like a girl. He also did NOT bump his head into the wall on accident and did NOT cower under the bed on which Alfred was resting on. No way, that was for sissies. Instead, he did a war cry (like a man), hit his head on the wall on purpose (like a man), and went to check under the bed to find something (like a man). Yes, England did the manliest things possible at the moment, because he wasn't scared shitless, nope, not him, the great British Empire! Hahahahaha…not.

"A-America, don't do that!" the Brit shouted from beneath the mattress.

"Pfff! Hahaha! Oh my gosh Iggy, are you alright?" Alfred laughed hysterically.

"Git!" Arthur yelled. Soon enough, he slowly emerged from his hiding place and irately dusted himself off. Alfred could hear the shorter male mutter something close to 'Bloody hell' and 'ungrateful bastard'. He chuckled.

"What the bloody hell are you laughing at?" England questioned crossly.

"Oh, nothing. You just look adorable, that's all." The American could practically hear the blush rising on the Englishman's cheeks.

"I-I'm not adorable, you wanker!" England blushed hotly.

"You are!"

"I'm not!"

The fairies long forgotten by the English nation, they left the arguing countries to their peace.

'Time to bury the hatchet, Arthur. A whistling girl and a crowing hen will always come to some bad end.'