"Ahem."
The clearing of someone's throat caused Arthur and Alfred to quickly break apart from their kiss and look to see who had entered the room. They found Mimi and Jessica standing in the entrance, both were giggling.
"For two people who didn't want to kiss, you've sure been kissing for quite a long time." Mimi pointed out, walking into the room, Jessica not far behind.
This made the two males blush deeply, looking everywhere but at each other and the girls.
More giggling. Mimi was now reading something on the laptop. "Oh, Arthur, you're not going to like this request."
This got Arthur's attention, but he still wouldn't look at her. "What do I have to do this time?"
"Hotaru-Naichingeru want's you to go to France's house, stand outside, and yell really loudly that you kissed America." Then she quickly added, "Video footage is required."
"I'm not doing that." Arthur protested. "I'm not going to that frog's house! Especially not to tell him that I kissed this bloody git!" He motioned towards Alfred.
"Well, that's too bad, Artie." Mimi said in a sing-song voice. "You don't really got a choice." She closed her laptop, and smiled at the Brit. She then turned to Alfred. "Go grab the camera." She told him, pointing to a nearby closet.
Nodding, Alfred went over to the closet and pulled out a small video camera.
"Alright, come on, we've got a Frenchman to visit!"
After dropping Jessica off at her house because her mom was throwing a fit about her not there to do her chores, they made their way to Francis's house. And soon the trio found themselves standing outside of the Frenchie's house. Mimi got the camera ready and rolling, making sure to have both Arthur and Francis's house in the shot.
"Whenever your ready, Artie."
"I told you that I'm not bloody doing this!"
"The quicker you do it, the sooner we can leave."
Arthur stood there, fuming and wanting to get as far away from the French perverts house. His face completely red, he took a beep breath, preparing himself.
"Oi, frog!" He yelled. "I KISSED AMERICA!" He spun around and quickly made his way back to the car, not wanting to wait for a response from Francis. "Come on, let's go." He said, well, actually it was more of a demand, and got into the vehicle.
Turning the camera off, Mimi followed along with Alfred, who has been strangle quiet through the whole thing.
"See, was that so hard?" Mimi asked, getting into the drivers seat of the car, Alfred getting in the back.
"Yes, in fact it was." Arthur huffed.
They drove in silence after that. Surprisingly, no one had anything to say. They were back inside the house before anyone said anything.
"You guys hungry?" Mimi asked, walking into the kitchen. She only got nods in return. "Good, because we're getting McDonalds."
This did not please Arthur. "Why the bloody hell do we have to eat from that horrendous place?"
"Oh, well, because Socially Awkward Nerd dared you to eat a Big Mac."
"What?"
"You've been dared to eat a Big Mac." Mimi repeated. "It's not going to kill you, so don't make a big deal out of it, okay?" She added, already knowing that Arthur was going to put up a fight against eating the burger.
"You guys really must like torturing me, huh?" Arthur asked, annoyed.
"It's just a burger, dude. Like she said, it's not going to kill you." Alfred said, backing up what Mimi had said only moments ago. "It's a good thing that we got all those burgers! I think there's a few Big Macs in there."
He went over to where he kept all of his burgers, bringing out a Big Mac. He placed it in front of Arthur, who only looked at it in disgust. Deciding that it wasn't worth arguing over, he picked up the burger and took a bite from it.
"See, not so bad is it?"
"I can feel the fat and grease clogging my arteries." Arthur said after finishing his bite.
"Then I take it you're not going to eat the rest of it?" Alfred asked.
"Of course not."
"Then can I have it?"
"Knock yourself out."
Alfred gladly takes the burger, eating it the whole thing in mere seconds.
"Well, I've got some lovely poems to write for English, so I'll talk to you guys later." Mimi said, skipping off to her room, leaving the Brit and the American alone in the kitchen.
There was an awkward silence between the two, both remembering what had happened the last time they were left alone.
"Um…" Arthur scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
But before he could say anything more Alfred said, "Look! She left her laptop here." He pointed to the laptop on the table. "It has some more questions up for us."
"That little…" Arthur mumbled to himself, figuring that Mimi had planned on leaving her laptop like that. "What does it say?"
"It's from CrazyBritishGuy and it says;
Great Britain(Yes I call you Great Britain deal with it)~ Okay so my first question for you is... (yaoi fangirl friend next to me beats me with a stick "Ask them about yaoi!") Okay so apparently this question will be about yaoi Uh... Could you and America kiss? (Please don't do it I don't want you to! Friend~ "Son of a..." beats me with a stick again.)"
"No." Arthur said immediately after Alfred finished reading the question. "I already kissed the git once, I'm not doing it again."
"Aww, Artie, I thought you liked the kiss~" Alfred said, pouting.
"What the hell? You were the one who was opposed to the kiss last time!"
"So, that doesn't mean I can't change my mind."
"The answer is still no. I'm not kissing you again."
"Fine."
"I'll read the next question." Arthur said, and began reading off of the computer.
"So America this is for you~ How do you feel about Obama and the current state of your economy?"
This question somewhat surprised the two blonds. Someone actually asked a serious question!
"Hmn, that's kinda hard to answer." Alfred said, putting his hand on his chin in a thoughtful expression. "The state of my economy isn't that great right now, and I know that people are blaming Obama for a lot of the problems. Though, some of the things he is being blamed for happened before he was in office and people were even warned that some things would happen. But, I also don't think he's done much to help make it any better." Alfred hummed, then said, "So, in other words, the state of my economy is bad, and I think that totally sucks, and I can't say that I dislike Obama or blame everything on him, but the dude could try to help out more, or something like that."
"Wow, you actually said something smart for once." Arthur said, surprised.
Alfred laughed. "Of course, dude! I am the hero after all! Heroes always say smart things."
"Whatever." Arthur said simply. "What's the next question?"
"Oh, uh…
Great Britain~ Can I have your recipe for scones? *Does kicked puppy dog look*"
"Hmn? Sure!" Arthur smiled. "Here;
Preheat oven 375°
In a large bowl - combine and mix well:
2 c. flour
4 tsp. baking powder
¾ tsp. salt
1/3 c. sugar
Cut in:
4 T. butter
2 T. shortening
(Or 6 T. butter)
In a separate bowl - combine:
¾ c. cream
1 egg
Add to dry ingredients (and add; blueberries, cranberries, chocolate chips, nuts, ect.)
Drop by spoonful onto baking sheet
Bake 13-15 minutes - or until brown on bottom
Keep an eye on them so they don't burn!"
"You should learn to follow the last step on there." Alfred said. "You always burn the scones when you make them."
"Oh shut it!"
"Well, it's true."
"Wanker."
"Don't make up words, Artie."
Rolling his eyes, Arthur began to read the next question for the American.
"America~ How can you stand to eat McDonalds? *sips tea and eats some fish and chips*"
"Oh, that's simple! It's because their burgers are really good! And so are their fries!" Alfred exclaimed, shoving a burger he got out of nowhere into his mouth.
"Fantastic, now quickly read the last question please. I'd like to end this sometime soon."
"Alright." Alfred said with a mouth full of food.
"Great Britain~ Okay so my friend is also a fan of FrUk so this will be about you and him. How would you react if France told you he loves you and really means it then kisses you on the lips?"
"That bloody frog wouldn't live to see the next day if he even dared to try." Arthur huffed then turned off the laptop. "That's it. I've had enough for today." He said, then left for his room, leaving the American alone in the kitchen.
"Dude! Don't just leave me here alone! Dude!" He yelled, running after the Brit.
Aha... Uhm... Yeah. Thanks to Hotaru-Naichingeru, Socially Awkward Nerd, and CrazyBritishGuy for your questions. They were lots of fun to answer! :3 Oh, and about that scone recipe~ I got it from my nutrition teacher. There's a lemon glaze that goes with the blueberry one. The recipe also says that cranberries goes good with an orange glaze. Um.. If you'd like the recipe for the glaze, PM me or ask me for it in a review. I'd be happy to give it to you. Ah... What else... Oh, yeah, the stuff about Obama and the economy; that is not the true opinion of America, nor is it my own opinion. I think that's it... Byebye.