England called out for his colony. "AMERICAAAAA?! COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE!"

No response came so the Brit began to search around every corner. He scratched his head in frustration. "Where is he?...Oh! May be the fairies know!"

Just in time a few fairies flew by to say good morning to England. "Good day, England!" They said in unison.

"Good morning girls, you wouldn't happen to know where my America is, would you?"

"Yes we would! We can show where he is! Follow us!" The fairies flew off for England to follow behind.

The group soon arrived at a big muddy puddle in the middle of the forest with one naked, filthy little boy right in the middle of the mess.

"AMERICA!" England cried. The colony stopped his playing and turned to his caretaker. "hi England…"

The Brit lifted the boy up by the underarms and looked him over. "Goodness boy, what were thinking!? I was really worried! I couldn't find you."

"But England, I used to do this all the time."

"Yes but I thought I told you not to anymore, you might run into savages!"

"Savages?"

England nodded. "Yes, the red skinned demons. They are no good and will kill you if they find you."

"You mean the Indians? But I used to live with them."

England set the boy down and pulled him behind back to the house. "I know you used to live with them. But now you know that we are the only righteous beings and they are unholy heathens. This is the last of that talk, understand?"

America sighed. "Yes big brother."

"Good! Now we need to get you cleaned up before lunch."

The bath water spilled into the bathtub and England turned around from the steam to grab America.

"Okay America time to-?" The boy was gone. Great! He had tracked mud all through the house! It was going to take forever to clean up now. First things first though, he had to find that mud tracking boy.

"America?" England called as he followed the tracks to the coat closet. He swung it open to see America hiding between the coats. The Brit scooped him up as America giggled.

"That was not funny America. You got mud all over the place which I am going to have to clean up! Don't do that again." England swatted him on the butt, not hard but enough for America to go "Ow!"

The two arrived to the bathtub again where England dropped him into the water with a splash.

"Hee hee! This is fun!" he said as he splashed in the water. "England! You're dirty too!" the boy splashed his big brother with the water who in return gave a glare as a stream of water spurted from his lips.

The Brit reached in and splashed his colony playfully back. America laughed so England shed his muddy clothes and joined in on the bath.

England scrubbed the dirt from America's hair with a nice massaging head scrub. The boy rubbed back into England's lap as he continued, occasionally moaning from the good feeling.

"Mmmmm…that feels good big brother! Keep going." England would have except he sensed a little excitement building in his nether regions. His face flushed and removed America from his lap quickly.

"What gives big brother?"

"I-I just….got all the dirt from your hair is all, its clean enough."

"Oh okay! Can we get out now?" England nodded and exited from the tub to dry off.

The American soon followed and got ambushed by a towel to his hair. "HEY!" he exclaimed.

England chuckled and continued to dry his colony. "Okay! You're dry, now let's get your clothes on." At the words America ran from his superior in fear of getting caught. "I don't want clothes! I wanna go naked! Gotta catch me if I'm gonna where clothes!" England sighed as he chased his playful brother all around the house.

"Never gonna catch me Engwand! I'm super fast!" The boy ran as fast as he could with England lingering behind, obviously going slower than usual to play along.

"Oh I don't think I can go on! Just don't turn into the kitchen! I can't even make it!" America laughed and darted into the kitchen. England smirked as he kept behind the corner, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

The colony rounded the kitchen and was about to run back down the hall but instead the Brit snatched him up by surprise. "GOTCHA!"

"Hey no fair!"

"How is it not fair? The game was for me to catch you!"

"Y-yea b-but…oh all right! You win…this time!" England laughed at the wit and pulled him in for a big hug.