轉眼百年：我們的故事 Centuries in the Blink of an Eye: Our stories
Written by Bluebird with Candied Sweets' help xD
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"Gosh… There's nothing in Hong Kong that England would want to do…" Hong Kong muttered under his breath whilst walking around his house. England was visiting him that day and it was the first time in many years since they saw each other. Hong Kong knew that the Englishman wouldn't like it if all they did were going to one of those malls that Hong Kong was so famous for, and they'd been Ocean Park many times. Disneyland was out of the question; Hong Kong knew the former empire wouldn't even think of setting foot in that American based theme park. He decided to go to his sister for help.
"Why don't you just bring him to a bubble tea shop?" Taiwan suggested.
"Bubble tea's from Taiwan, meimei!" Hong Kong replied hysterically, checking his watch. Arthur's flight was nearly in Hong Kong. He only had a few more hours to make up his mind.
"Well than, why don't you get him some egg tart?" Taiwan said, knowing that Hong Kong was quite famous for them. And besides, she was feeling hungry.
"Oh right! How could I forget?" Hong Kong thanked Taiwan than he headed for the airport.
A few hours later…
It's no wonder they've won for seven years in a row, England thought, pulling his luggage through the customs. Hong Kong's worked hard. People rushed hurriedly past him, but the island nation took his time admiring the scenery. As expected from someone raised by me. –insert self satisfied snicker-
He reached the exit and scanned the masses of people for the familiar brown hair. He spotted him wedged between two little kids, one bawling in his mother's arms while the other was desperately waving at the arrivals.
"Hong Kong!" he shouted, running over to him. Hong Kong turned to see who had called him, and his eyes widened as the blond man crashed into him, sending him sprawling backwards. The crying kid stopped crying for a moment to watch the scene, then a bubbly laugh sounded from his lips. Sadistic little baby.
"E-eh? Ying gok [1]? U-uh… hi. Could you please get off me?"
"O-oh, sorry." England eased himself off him, an apologetic expression on his face. He inspected his former colony, and was surprised by how much he'd changed over the years. He was taller now, and he wasn't wearing the western dress shirt and trousers that England had given to him when he was living in his house. However, he wasn't wearing a traditional Chinese costume either, instead, he was wearing a gray, button up and collared shirt, denim jeans and black trainers. He looked around; everyone seemed to be wearing about the same thing. Still, he couldn't help but cluck his tongue at the informality of it all.
"Hong Kong, how many times do I have to tell you? If you're going to wear something with a collar, at least wear a tie. A tie! This is too casual!" He tugged the shirt's collar to prove his point. Hong Kong couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"I'm… kind of sorry. But this is already quite formal for my people."
"You look like America." England said, as if it was the worst disease in the world. Hong Kong sighed as he eyed his companion's V-neck sweater vest.
"Are those too hot for you? I'm sure you remember our climate is quite different from yours, ying gok."
"England! England, okay? Not 'ying gok'," Hong Kong laughed as he completely butchered the pronunciation. "Say it with me, England."
"Ying gok sin sang, nei ho ma fan [2]." Hong Kong smirked rebelliously, before switching back to English. "Shall we go?" England looked at him skeptically before slowly repeating what he said. Hong Kong burst out laughing.
"Gosh! I can't believe it…" Hong Kong said bursting out in tears of laughter, "You… just… admitted that you were… ANNOYING!"
"You…" England proceeded to strangling the former colony. He looked around, wondering what they were going to do. He noticed the heat for the first time and pulled of his sweater vest. Well. At least he tried to pull it off.
"Why doesn't this thing come off?" England said in frustration as he continued to try to pull his sweater off in vain. Hong Kong chuckled and helped him get it off.
"Can't even take your sweater off can you…" England looked around to make sure no one saw that embarrassing scene. He blushed furiously. "Where to?" Hong Kong looked at the Englishman and snickered.
Hong Kong Island…
HK opened the door to his penthouse apartment in Central. He took his keys out of the lock and helped his former ward pull his luggage in. He set it down and wiped the sweat on his brow while England admired the surroundings. Due to the lack of space in the archipelago, buildings were built up rather than across, creating the spectacular skyline of the Victoria Harbor that Hong Kong was so famous for. However, this meant that it was quite impossible to have enormous houses unless you lived in the mountain areas.
"It's a little small," Hong Kong said, slightly abashed.
"Small? This is huge for living in the city!"
"Well… not really…" Hong Kong said, blushing. "House prices have been skyrocketing lately. It's been rather stressful," England sighed, that was the case in many other places in the world as well. Apparently a toilet in this area would cost millions of dollars.
"Anyway, I have many things to show you!"
"Yes well, I'm quite excited to see your progress without our help." England smirked, adopting his arrogant tsundere tone again. Hong Kong laughed anyway.
"Yeah, I've got to show you our cuisine which is –ahem- so much better than yours -ahem-,"
England punched Hong Kong playfully in the shoulder, and he snickered back.
"But it is!"
England punched Hong Kong again and decided to explore the house. When England visited Hong Kong last time, he lived in a small cottage in the New Territories. Now he lived in Central, the center of Hong Kong.
"England! We've got to go now!"
"Coming."
England had changed into a red T-Shirt. It looked dumb enough already, but when Hong Kong saw the words written on it, he wanted to cry.
"Ying Gok…" Hong Kong sighed half-heartedly. The words that were inscripted on England's shirt meant that the person wearing this is very dumb. Hong Kong explained this to England and he quickly changed his shirt to something more appropriate.
Hong Kong led England to the MTR and quickly took the train to Wan Chai. He got off and nearly forgot to bring England with him, since he was busy taking pictures of the 'luxurious' subway. They departed the train station and heading over to the egg tart store that Hong Kong longed to show England.
"Hey… England. This place that I want to show you… just don't do anything dumb in it or something."
"Why?" Hong Kong stopped walking for a moment.
"It is the place that I treasure most, other than Hong Kong itself. My mother used to bring me there before she died and, I would do anything to help it."
England had never known much about Hong Kong's years before meeting him, and he felt slightly embarrassed that he didn't know about him, even though he was under his care for many years.
"Trust me, I won't do anything stupid…"
The two companions arrived at the restaurant and sat down. England looked around. This is certainly quite a shabby restaurant he thought, but he kept in mind that Hong Kong loved this place, so he didn't comment about it. When the egg tarts arrived, Hong Kong hastily took a bite out of one of them. England followed suite and also took a bite out of it.
"Mmmmm…. This is tasty!"
"I told you… Ying Gok…"
"Could we order another one?"
"Sure… whatever you say…" Hong Kong ordered another two egg tarts, and in a couple of minutes it came. The younger nation decided that it was getting quite late, and brought the egg tarts home to eat.
"Wow… that was good…"
[1] Ying Gok (英國)- England
[2] Ying gok sin sang, nei ho ma fan (英國先生，你好麻煩)- Mr. England, you are very annoying xD
I can't spell Cantonese =.= Hopefully it's close enough.