To Guest. Her/His headcanon: England doesn't care about the Revolutionary war between him and America, America doesn't know and always tries to cheer England up.

I'm kind of surprised I didn't get one like this 'til now.

-RMS

England wondered how long it would take for America to realize that he doesn't care anymore.

Though considering the Super Power was about as dense as a solid brick wall, England didn't have high hopes for an uneventful July the fourth.

Presently, America was on his knees, trying (and only failing slightly) to give him puppy dog eyes and the younger blondes' arms were secured fast to the Englishman's waist. England, however, was unmoved and continued to try and tune out the American, wanting to just drink his tea and read his bloody book.

"Please England! I know that you'd rather stay home and it's sad for you, but can't you please come to celebrate my birthday with me?" The younger blonde pleaded with the elder. America wanted England to come to his July the fourth birthday bash, but America knew how sore a subject that could be with England.

Truthfully, England couldn't give less of a damn. America was loud, therefore the party was going to be ear-bleed inducing, and he'd rather stay at his flat where it was quiet.

This annoying trend usually continued until England kicked America out of his home, which is what probably strengthened the Americans' resolve in the first place. So, the only way, England decided ever so reluctantly, to stop an annoying trend...

"Fine, you bloody sod! I'll go if it'll get you from aggravating me every year!"

...was to break it.

But, of course, nothing was that easy.

It took many reassurances to America before England convinced, well, enough anyway, that England would not be a sobbing mess at the party. It was natural England would get drunk, but not because of sadness.

(England would probably get drunk because if he was going to be there, might as well do something regrettable to pass the time.)

Though, as America finally left, leaving his booming laughter behind, England couldn't help but give a smile to his old colony. Don't worry, he shook his head exasperated too, but the affection was there, even if said American couldn't see it.

"That bloody bastard."