As Heracles walked outside again, he yawned. He was seriously going to need a nap soon. Could he nap at somebody's house? No, that would be rude. He continued walking down the street anyway. After this house… Greece promised himself. Just wait until I'm done here… After bypassing a few houses, deciding that he would go back later, Greece finally settled on a rather plain house. Yes, the house was perfectly normal, it was the lawn that was odd. The thing was positively covered with decorations of every sort, from birdbaths and garden gnomes, to an enormous concrete unicorn fountain. Greece smiled slightly when he saw a concrete imitation of one of his mother's sculptures. For some reason people liked to put them in their yards. Walking around the lawn this time, Greece knocked on the wooden door.
Now that he was closer, the house was fairly old, and it almost looked like it had been downsized a few times, it just had a few awkward angles and protruding rooms that made it seem like that. Overall though, if you ignored the lawn, it seemed like a nice house. Greece had barely knocked before the door swung open. "Greece?" Was the blond man's first word, shortly followed by, "Come in, come in. it wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to leave you standing out there." A few seconds later Greece was seated across from England at a wooden table.
England was holding a ceramic teapot, and asked, "Would you like a cup of tea?" Remembering past experiences with England's cuisine, Heracles vigorously shook his head no. England persisted though, and proffered the pot again, "Are you sure?" Heracles shook his head. "Positive?" Another head shake. "Well, all right then…" England sat back in his chair and took a porcelain cup, plopping two sugar cubes and a bit of cream into it before pouring the black tea into the cup. After taking a sip, he looked a bit more relaxed, and asked, "Now, what's this visit about anyway, Greece? Don't tell me you want to borrow another one of my recipes to serve to Turkey? I mean, I know their good, but still…" England trailed off and Greece's stern face.
"England, I came here to ask if I could, you know, uh, borrow some money?" Greece asked carefully. Despite the Greek's gentle tone, England was set off.
"Borrow some money? Who do you think I am, that wanker Switzerland?" By this point England had smashed his teacup down on the floor, and ground it into dust beneath his heel. So, as impressive as his red-cheeked British-punk fury was, it was slightly spoiled by his standing in a puddle of tea. In Greece's sleep-deprived state (he hadn't had a nap in, something like two hours!) this was hilarious, and as such, he began to laugh slightly. England thought that there was nothing funny about this, and spluttered. "You think that this is funny? Just wait until I get my wand!" England marched upstairs determinedly, apparently trying to sound threatening.
Greece decided that it would be a good time to exit England's house. He walked out of the kitchen and shut the front door as quietly as he could, in this case very, very quietly. Japan had been showing him some of his martial arts training, and being as quiet as possible had been part of it. Greece walked back onto the street, and spotting a large tree, walked over to it, stretched out with his cats, and promptly fell asleep.
AN: Somebody said that I should do England next, so here he is… I'm pretty sure I failed miserably with this, but oh well. *shrugs* At least I know that my translations won't be off XD I apologize for the shortness, but I don't apologize for lack of England-pairings :D I just have a really hard time pairing him with anybody~ Anyway, reviews are love!