England opened his eyes tiredly, his headache still torturing him. God, would the stupid thing ever go away? He rubbed his eyes, but then, with no warning, a pair of hands grabbed onto his arms.

"Don't rub your eyes, England! They'll go all red and puffy!"

"HOLY SHIT!" England screamed, pulling his hands back as if burnt. He stared at the man before him, taking a moment to recognise the sky-blue eyes shining out of the darkness.

"What the hell, man?! Don't do that!" The man cried, looking taken aback.

"...America? What're you doing here?" England asked. America looked at him weirdly, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"Dude, I said I'd take care of you, remember?" America reminded, grinning. "Because I'm your hero!"

"Uh... Yeah." England racked his brains for this event. "Oh yeah, I remember. So..." England looked around himself at the darkness. "Uh, how long was I asleep?"

"Well, I came at around two, so you've been asleep for.. Give me a minute... Seven hours!" America informed, putting his phone back in his pocket. "Hey, England, d'ya mind if I turn the light on? I can't see, but I didn't want to disturb you, so I kept it off."

"Turn it on. I'm awake, anyway." England said, touched that America would be so considerate. America did so, and the sudden brightness attacked England's eyes, and he recoiled.

"Sorry dude!" America apologised, switching it back off.

"No, no, keep it on. My eyes will adjust." England ordered, and America did so. After blinking a couple of times, his eyes became used to the harsh light.

The harsh light which showed the unnatural mess in his room.

"What the bloody hell?!" England yelled, lying back down after pain shot through his head due to sitting up.

"What?"

"Why's my room so messy?! My guitar's supposed to be propped upright, not lying on the floor, waiting for someone to just trod on it! And my clothes are all over the place! And what the hell happened to my limited edition TARDIS?!" He cried, staring at his poor TARDIS, which now lay in pieces on the floor.

"I... Kinda fell around a lot." America admitted sheepishly, suddenly becoming very interested in his freedom-flag socks.

"You did this?" England said angrily.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just didn't wanna wake you, so I tried to get around in the dark. I was getting you some new clothes out, but I didn't like the stuff at the front of your cupboard, so I had to take them all out until I found the one I wanted. And then your stupid guitar decided to fall when I shut the door, and then when I tried to put it back, your stupid guitar smashed your TARDIS!" America explained defensively, crossing his arms. "I was just trying to help!"

England sighed, closing his eyes. It would be hard to get a TARDIS like that again... He'd have to go on eBay to get one, and even then it'd cost quite a lot.

"It's okay, America. I appreciate the effort." England said, opening his eyes to see America's face glowing like the sun. He wouldn't be at all surprised to see rays of light.

"So you forgive me?"

"Yeah, whatever. Wanker."

"Thank God!" America said in relief, and the next thing England knew, he was being hugged to death by him. "Doctor America won't break anything of yours again, I promise!"

"Ill... Gerroff..." England gasped for air as he tried to shove America away.

"Sorry, sorry!" America apologised, letting go of him and sitting on the bed.

"So... What have you been doing for six hours?" He asked. He noted the absence of sneezing in his conversation; the sleep had done something after all.

"I've just been watching you, for the most part." America said innocently. England spluttered.

"America, don't you dare go Twilight on me! Watching me sleep and all that. It's... Kinda creepy." He said. America stared at him blankly, then laughed, going a little pink.

"No, it's not like that, stupid! I needed to keep an eye on you! Something could've gone into your mouth and you could've started choking! You'd be crying, begging for your hero Doctor America, but he wouldn't have a clue! Then you'd die, and I'd be a failure! So I had to watch you, for safety reasons! I'm not gonna stalk you, don't worry. Heroes don't stalk." America explained, laughing.

"Plus, there's that adding thing of 'you stalk me, and you're dead'." England replied. "So, what else did you do? I refuse to believe that you watched me sleep for six hours straight."

"Well, I called Japan to ask him what to do with ya, when you had fallen asleep. Then I watched you for a while... Then I listened to some music whilst watching you. I ate some of my snacks I brought over, played a video game for a bit next to your bed, then broke your TARDIS trying to get clothes, then I went back to watching you, and now I'm talking to you." America reeled off, ticking each event off on his fingers. England stared at him. Truth be told, England was touched. It was nice to know that America, the stupid, childish, somewhat conceited young man, would go to such long periods of utter boredom just to make sure he was well. Though he'd never tell him that, of course.

"You had a fun day." England said finally.

"It was pretty boring, actually." America corrected, clearly not understanding the sarcasm. "But I made sure you were alive, and that's all that counts! Your hero Doctor America will never let you down!"

The doorbell suddenly rang, making England jump and America laugh.

"Oh, I ordered hamburgers for us both! I thought you'd be hungry when you woke up, and I didn't want you to be lonely whilst eating, so I waited for you, like a true hero! I'll go get the food, okay? Wait here." America explained, and exited the room with a sunny smile. England stared after him, a small smile creeping up onto his lips.

Maybe America would be a good carer after all.

A/N- Yay, another update after so long! XD I told you; I'm extremely sporadic with updates XD

Well, I hope you liked this chapter! It was a little more sweet than funny, in my opinion. But who doesn't love a little fluffiness now and then? X3

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