~Author's note~

I HATE SCHOOL! *shot* Ehum anyways...it's finally time for a extra long fluffy chapter :D To celebrate this fact I'm gonna shut up and let you people read for once! (aka I have no clue what to talk about right now :D) PEACE BANANA!~

Chapter 6:

After hours of stupid suggestions and England wanting to tear his hair off in irritation, everyone decided on taking a lunch break. The countries spread out through the building in order to find a nice place where they could eat their lunches. England on the other hand sneaked out through a backdoor, making sure that no one followed him. He found a bench standing behind the huge World Meeting building which seemed like the perfect spot to be alone on. He didn't feel hungry right now; all he wanted was a moment to relax, to get some peace in this hectic situation. He closed his eyes and sighed. This whole situation was indeed insane.

"YOUR HERO HAS ARRIVED!" England jumped by the sudden shouting and opened his eyes only to find a very familiar person leaning over him. England groaned. He could almost see how the moment of peace he wanted so much flew away while laughing at him.

"What are YOU doing here?" America grinned and leaned back.

"A hero always has to protect his damsel, even when it's peaceful!" He sat down besides England who gave him a quick glare. "Also, I didn't want you to sit here all by yourself. It looked kinda sad." England snorted and crossed his arms.

"Why do you even care in the first place? Couldn't you go and play with someone that you might actually have fun with? Like Japan or France maybe?" he replied, thinking about how that sentence was meant as a nice comeback, but at the same time also being something he had wanted to ask for a very long time. America's eyes were now focused on a small rock lying on the ground a few inches away from his shoe. He had a small frown on his face, looking like he wasn't sure how to answer that question.

"Well…you know Iggy, I actually care about you, even if you don't think so…I mean, you took good care of me as a child even though you didn't have to and stuff…I wouldn't have wanted to be raised by France really if you know how I mean." He raised his head, stared straight into England's eyes and smiled. "Besides, I can't really deny that teasing you is a lot of fun too!"

"Shut it, you stupid Yankee!" England replied and hit America on his arm, but he couldn't resist smiling, even if it was a small one. Wow, America was actually praising him. And not praising him behind his back, but to him directly. It felt weird but at the same time really…nice. He could definitely get used to it.

"Hey, by the way…why did you come to my house yesterday? If I remember it correctly, you mentioned that you wanted to ask me something?" America ran a hand through his hair and laughed, looking slightly less confident.

"Haha, oh yeah…about that…nah, it was nothing, forget about it!" England hit him on the arm again, but this time with a teasing-looking smirk on his face.

"Oh no, you must tell me! You looked really eager when you entered my house yesterday! …Or well, more eager that usual. It must have been something important!" He attempted to hit America's arm again, but this time America tried to shield himself with his hands to save his arm from the Briton.

"No Iggy seriously, it was nothing!" he said while laughing, just like a little child trying to escape from his parents tickling fingers.

"…Iggy?" They both became stiff and quickly turned around to find the owner of the voice. They found him behind their backs, standing in a thick bush which had probably been his hiding spot until now.

"PRUSSIA? What are you doing here? I thought you weren't allowed to be at World Meetings?" America asked shocked. England sat frozen, praying that the red-eyed albino in the bush was an illusion.

"Don't try to change the subject here! Why did you call her Iggy?" America quickly glanced at England, not sure what to answer. In return, England kicked his leg discreetly and gave him a look that said "Come up with a good answer or I'll hurt you". America turned back his head towards Prussia.

"No I didn't."…THAT WAS IT? England really wished that you could slap other people mentally. Because if he could, America would be on the ground now, crying because of the pain England would cause his brain.

"Oh no, you can't trick the awesome me! You definitely called her "Iggy" and you don't call anyone else that name except England! And you did not just say it once but TWICE!" He jumped out of the bush and smirked. "Oh just wait until I tell everyone about this!" he shouted, turned around and started to dash. England rose from the bench, ready to run after Prussia and beat him into a bloody pulp, but as usual Lady Fate wanted to rub in his face how much she hated him. He tripped over his feats and fell headlong to the ground. After groaning a few seconds because of the pain, he lifted his head. Prussia was out of sight.

"It seems like you're in trouble now, Iggy!~" America said teasingly, not being able to read the atmosphere of the moment. England looked at the American with a glare that almost could kill.

"It's all your fucking fault, you dense idiot! Why can't you learn how to keep your mouth shut sometimes?" America furrowed his eyebrows, looking confused and…hurt. England turned away his head; he didn't want to see the stupid git looking sad. He tried to get up from the ground and felt how his right leg ached, probably because of his fall.

"And now my leg hurts too! You know what, just go away already! Leave me alone!" He almost felt like crying. Probably the female hormones going crazy again. America slowly rose from the bench, not sure what to do.

"…Your leg hurts?" he asked.

"Yeah, and it's all because of you! If you hadn't called me "Iggy" then Prussia wouldn't had understood that I'm a girl now and then I wouldn't had tried to chase after him and then I wouldn't had hurt my foot! So it's your bloody fault entirely! Just go away already and leave me alone! You just keep messing everything up!" Even though it came from his own mouth, England found his words extremely harsh. It was not like he really meant it, he just felt so…irritated, angry, completely FRUSTRATED over the fact that he had to go through this. That he couldn't handle his temper. That he took it out on America even though he had tried to help him all of this time. He stared down at the ground, not wanting to face America, not wanting to see the effects of his harsh words. After a few awkward seconds of silence, he could hear how America started to walk. But the funny thing was that it didn't seem like he was walking away from him, but towards him. Suddenly he felt how someone picked him up. Bridal style.

"W-what are you doing? Let me down immediately, you git!" he shouted and tried to free himself from America's grasp.

"No." England stopped with his struggling, surprised by the sudden change in America's voice. "I'm taking you home. If you've hurt your leg badly then you might injure it further if you try to walk by yourself. As a hero, I can't let that happen." England looked up and met a pair of serious but confident blue eyes staring back at him. He had never seen those kinds of eyes before this close.

"B-but, what about the meeting then?"

"Screw the meeting!" America said and laughed, sounding like he always did. "They can go on without us, no? I've already told them pretty much all of the ideas I had in mind for today and it's not like you are of much help anyway!" England snorted, feeling how the bloody hormones caused him to blush again.

"…Fine. Just make sure to keep my skirt down."

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"And then he called her "Iggy" again! I'm telling ya, that girl is England!" Prussia shouted, gesticulating eagerly with his arms. France and Spain glanced at each other sceptical and then back to Prussia.

"Are you trying to trick us?" France asked, looking suspicious. Prussia shook his head and replied with a serious voice; "I'm not joking. I know what I heard, and I'm 100 % sure of that that girl is England."

"But that's impossible…how in the world can he look and sound exactly like a girl? And why would he do that in the first place?" France said and scratched on his chin.

"Maybe he actually became a girl somehow. I don't know how, but since she's shorter and thinner then England, I don't think he just dressed up as a girl." Spain suggested while eating on a tomato that was left from his lunch.

"Well, all I care about is that I need to tell everyone about this! Oh man, they will be so surprised!" Prussia said proudly and started to walk, almost run, towards the door. France rose from his seat.

"What a minute Prusse." Prussia stopped and replied, slightly irritated; "What?"

"You said that Amérique was with that girl, aka Angleterre, right?" France asked. Prussia frowned, not sure about why that was important.

"Yeah, he was with her and called her "Iggy". Why?" France smirked and waved to Prussia to come back.

"My dear friends, I think this is the perfect opportunity to play a little game called "Let's pair up two English-talking morons."" He turned his eyes towards Prussia. "However Prusse, I want you to keep quiet about what you've heard and seen today." Prussia looked at him as if someone had just told him that there existed someone more awesome then him. Which meant, a "WTF are you talking about, no chance in hell!" look.

"But but but…WHY?"

"Those two have been denying their feelings for a long time now, especially Angleterre. I believe it's about time that someone steps in and breaks the ice." He leaned in closer to them and whispered with an evil smirk on his face; "…And who knows how much fun we can have while checking how thick the ice really is?"

~End of Chapter 6~

I've always wanted to write a fanfic with Alfred carrying Arthur bridal style. And this won't probably be the last one fanfic I'll write where he does that…Go me d(=w=)b

AND YEAH YEAH I KNOW, HAVING THE BADASS TRIO AS MATCHMAKERS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO UN-ORIGINAL AND BLABLABLABLA…bla. But ya know, I wanted to have some more characters in this fic from the start, and the Badass Trio is one of my favouritegroups in Hetalia (together with the Allied Forces and the Nordics) so…I wanted them in this :D Hate it or love it, but here they are! Besides, they won't be in it for long…you'll see soon enough ;D Next chapter will be up on Friday!

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