A/N: So here's chappie four of "Am I awesome?" Thanks so much for all the reviews and favorites, I love getting cookies so thank you all so much! Okey sorry I lied, I didn't update any faster, I'm awful. I was unable to use my computer for the longest time, so I couldn't update, I'm so sorry. But here's the next chapter. I'm announcing that I will update weekly now, or at least every two, that way I already said it so I will push myself to stick to it. I guess since I didn't have a schedule and it was vacation time it's been easier to lose track of time. Sorry again and here's the next chapter, it's extra long for making you guys wait so much!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia; all the rights go to their respective owners.
T for language, but if you've been reading you already know that. Meh, still felt like I had to say it.
Also I decided to do several POV changes, so hope I don't lose you.
England slammed the door open with so much force he resembled America when he forgot he had super strength.
"Flying Mint Bunny! Tinker Bell! Captain Hook! Uni!" England stood at the door clenching his fist angry at himself for forgetting people who were so important to him. He stood in silence for a couple second hoping that Sealand was just being annoying, and trying to spite him. After a minute of silence, it set in. His magical friends really were in trouble, and he had forgotten them… for two days. What kind of a friend does that? America had just caught up to England slurping down the last drops of his soda.
"Yo, what the heck Iggy, you totally just ditched me back there." England unconsciously glared up at America with so much anger it could have made conquistador Spain tremble.
"America," he began in between clenched teeth. "They're missing." America looked around as if searching for someone—which made no sense to me because if they were missing they clearly wouldn't be there.
"Uhhh, who are you talking about? I'm pretty sure you live alone, old man." England decided to ignore the fact that he just called him an old man.
"Flying Mint Bunny, Tinker Bell, Captain Hook, Uni, all of them are missing! I can't see the fairies anywhere, Uni hasn't tried to tickle me, and even Captain Hook hasn't been here since two days ago… and it took me this fucking long to notice." He slammed his fist against the wall trying to vent some of his frustration.
"Dude, are you talking 'bout those hallucinations again?" Wrong thing to say.
"They're not hallucinations!" England stomped up to his room and went for his portable spell book, looking for a teletransportation spell on his way back to the living room. "Look, I don't care what you think right now. All I know is that my friends are being held captive, and I need to do something about this." He looked at America furious—but not necessarily at him—and continued. "I will make him pay. It's bad enough that he's the most annoying wannabe country out there; I still tolerated it because I'm a gentleman. But this. This! This is simply outrageous." He pushed America out, shut the door and locked it.
"Dude, I don't know what the hell is going on, but since I'm an awesome hero, and your boyfriend, I'll go with you!" America beamed at England who calmed down momentarily and smiled slightly at America.
"Idiot," he muttered as looked down at the small, old book in his hand and made sure he had found the right spell. He grabbed America's arm and started chanting.
**Norway's house**
Sealand's POV
The little blonde boy that lay on the flour pouting was about to give up. He had thought up a really awesome plan that had to make England recognize him as a country, but it wasn't going that well. England hadn't come to rescue his "magical friends" in two days. Sealand couldn't see them, and Norway was getting really fed up with him being there. It was the tenth time in the hour that Norway had come in the room just to glare at him. He gave him the tape, what more did he want? It wasn't his fault that England hadn't come to rescue his magical friends. He paced back and forth trying to pass the time, when Norway came in again and said nothing. He just glared at him for like the umpteenth time. Was it really his fault that England wasn't there yet? I just wanted him to finally admit that I'm a country. How hard is that? Is that really too much to ask of everyone? When he was about to go call Norway to release the "magical beings" England appeared out of nowhere glaring furiously.
"You," he spat. "What have you done with them?" Sealand turned shocked to see England pop out of nowhere, and was that America next to him? He grinned and crossed his arms glad that England had finally decided to show up.
"You will never find the-"
"Flying Mint Bunny!" England completely forgot of the other's presence and raced to the invisible cage-like object. "I'm sorry I didn't come earlier, I-" The little mint bunny flew from his little corner
"England! We knew you'd come!" England smiled slightly and turned to Sealand.
"Release them. Now." Sealand nearly flinched at the tone in England's voice, it was cold and demanding. So this is what the other countries meant when they said don't mess with a Kirkland. Nonetheless Sealand didn't want to give up that easily, he hadn't waited there for two days to give up just like that.
"Admit that I'm a country and I'll let them go," the fake condescending tone had not affected England in the least.
"I'm giving you one chance you floating piece of metal, let them go. Now."
"No! Not until you admit I'm a country, and the greatest country ever!" England clenched his fist, Sealand knew deep down that he was no match for England, but he wanted to hear it. He closed his eyes and flinched waiting for the blow that was probably about to come. He waited, and waited, but it never came. Nervously he cracked an eye open. England was standing there no longer angry after hearing his friends telling him to stop.
"Even though this was a low hit Sealand, I can still forget it if you let them go right now. I wouldn't want to hurt such a pathetic… country." England coughed after barely being able to say the last word.
"I'm not path- wait what? Did you… did you just say-"
"Look lil' buddy if were you I wouldn't push it," America interrupted before he could finish the sentence. It wasn't exactly what he wanted but it was good enough. He had defeated the great England! Ok maybe not defeated, but one was allowed to exaggerate in their memory right?
"Let them go now." England said a lot calmer than all the other times.
"Ok!" Sealand beamed and skipped to where Norway was. "Norway, Norway, you can let them go now!" He smiled. Norway stoop up and sighed, he released the barriers surrounding the little creatures.
"Please leave now." Sealand nodded and went to England before heading out.
"Thanks!" He beamed before leaving.
America's POV
America couldn't believe what just happened; the proud British Empire gave in to the whim of a little kid.
"You're not going to do something weird to him like erase his memory or anything, right?" England simply smirked sending shivers down America's spine. "Ok old geezer, let's go, I'm hungry, I didn't get to finish eating." England glared at America.
"You are joking, right? You ate half the restaurant." America's only reply was to pout.
"But I'm still hungry! I had to save your friends and being a hero is very tiring Iggs." England's eye twitched.
"Save them? You didn't even do anything America! You fatass."
America laughed, "Watcha mean I didn't do anything, I saved them singlehandedly!" As England tried his best to not be angry at his obnoxious boyfriend America laughed as loud as possible. "You're too easy old man, too easy. Now do your weird avadakababra stuff and get us back home." England sighed, why was he with this guy again?
"It's not avadakadabra America, it's… I'm not even going to bother explaining it to you, just hold on to me."
The next day
Japan sat calmy at his desk going through his latest pictures. I can't berieve that camera didn't get that shot. It shourd've, I need to find better praces for them, the wind is getting in the way of too many of my shots. That not fair, Germany-san never agrees to this kind of thing, and when he finarry does my cameras fair me. Maybe I shourd risten to Hungary-san and make some more spy cameras, maybe ones that won't move regardress of how much wind there is, or maybe some mobire ones that move with the wind and get from different angres. Yes, that sounds a rot better, I have to terr Hungary-san about this, she'rr- A loud bang and an apologetic noise came from the entrance. He would've wondered who it was if the responsible party hadn't been shouting.
"Yo Japan! Me and Iggs came over for some food!"
England glared at America, "it's England and I, I told you already, stop butchering my language. We're very sorry Japan, America wanted to say hi, and apparently someone doesn't know how to knock."
Japan sighed and calmly shut his laptop, talking to Hungary was going to have to wait. America went straight to the kitchen while England went to properly greet his friend. "Sorry about the ruckus, you know how America can be. We hope you're not too busy."
"No, it fine Engrand-san, I was about to get up and make some food for myserf, it's no troubre." They walked to the kitchen talking about recent events.
"Hey Iggs, isn't the world meeting tomorrow?" Sighing England replied
"I told you not to call me that already; can't you just say my name properly? I do believe so, I forgot about that. Where is it going to be this time?"
"I do berieve it's going to be at France-san's house." England and America both groaned.
"Do we have to go Artts? I don't want to!"
"Stop calling me those ridiculous names, yes we have to go Alfred, you can't just skip the world meetings, you know that better than anyone. I don't want to go to the frog's house either, especially after last time, but we have to."
"Yeah, yeah I know, c'mon Japan make us some of your delicious Japanese food!"
England sighed yet again, it seemed like it was going to be a long afternoon. "You git, you could be more polite you know?"
"Well I wouldn't be so hungry if someone had let me stop by McDonald's like I wanted to."
"Oh please, don't tell me you're still stuck on eating that heart attack in a bun you dare call food?"
"So now I'm the one that doesn't know about food Mr. I-burn-everything-I-try-to-cook-and-then-get-mad-when-someone-critizises-my-poor-cooking-skills."
Japan slowly walked toward the pan and tuned out their argument. Oh this was going to be a long evening, a long evening indeed.
I don't know this chapter seems a bit rushed, and I think it's actually shorter than my other chapters. So they're going to the world meeting next; that should be interesting. Anyone else curious as to what England meant when he said especially after last time? ;) Well here you go; I apologize again for not writing in so long. I will try and update once every two weeks! R&R :3