Dislaimer: Don't own Hetalia or the World Cup!
England 0-0 Algeria (Slovenia 2-2 America)
England looked at his phone with no desire to answer it. This was the tenth call he had ignored from the same nation, thank goodness for caller ID. He sighed and reluctantly picked up the phone.
"America, what do you want?"
"Have you seen the league tables at the moment?" an excited voice shouted down the phone at him, "after yesterday's matches I'm standing second in Group C!"
"What's your point?" England snapped angrily, he knew exactly what America was trying to get at.
"Well you're below me in 3rd place!"
"Well we're going to beat Slovenia and change that."
"I think you like drawing! 1-1 in our match and nil-nil against Algeria, woops!" America's voice was very sing-song, definitely a tone used deliberately to wind the older Country up.
"You drew against Slovenia. I will beat you, I'm going to win the World Cup, just you wait and see!" England's reply was more of a growl.
"You're both useless!" Sealand commented as he passed England, "Neither of you can win a match so neither of you will win the world cup. Now, if iI/i was a recognised nation then I'd definitely win!"
The phone went dead in England's hand.
"YOU LITTLE! YOU ONLY HAVE A POPULATION OF FOUR! THAT'S NOT ENOUGH FOR A FOOTBALL TEAM! HA!"
Sealand turned to face his irate older brother and grinned.
"You forget about all my peerages!"