[Why am I such a weenie and keep putting this] Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, nor the character design of Mexico.
I'm so sorry. ;;w;; I've neglected this story for too long, but never fear I am back!
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So I met a friend at school who not only is a Hetalia fan, but also ships MexicoxAmerica. Her face was priceless when she found out, what was even funnier was when I told her I ship Fem!AmericaxMale!Mexico. Why is that funny? Cause she wants Mexico to be a girl, hahaha. But anyways, I'll dedicate this chapter to her, for the lulz. :'3 Yeah, so check out her stories: MizAB.
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Amelia was curled up on the couch watching t.v., but she wasn't really paying attention to the show. She glanced at her cell phone for what seemed like the millionth time! She was sooooo bored. Even though she was glad to be back home where she could get the best burgers in the world. She felt like she was stuck at home.
She sighed dramatically. Well to be honest she could leave if she really wanted to. She just wanted to make sure she was available when Eduardo called. The meeting was two days ago, and she was impatient to get the ball rolling. She'd debated calling him, but she remember what he said.
"Just cause we're doing this stupid plan doesn't mean you can bug me about it all the time." he went on, "Por favor, no me molestan hasta que se ponga en contacto en primer lugar.¹"
She huffed slightly, the longer they waited the more time will pass between the steps! If that happens they might have to start all over. Or even worse, come up with a new plan. And she really didn't think there was anything better she could think of after this masterpiece.
"Fuck it!" she said aloud. She picked up her cell phone from the coffee table, she quickly pressed his name and called his cell. It rang for a while, it felt like he wan't going to answer her call. Which didn't suit well with her for several reasons.
The phone stopped ringing. "¿Qué quieres?²" he asked rudely. He was frustrated for many reasons today. For one he had a lot of work to do, and nothing seemed to be going right. Second, he specifically told Amelia not to bother him. He didn't know if he had the patience to deal with her today.
Amelia cringed slightly, he seemed extremely on edge. "Geez dude. You sound pissed!" she started, "I was just calling to see when you wanted to meet up so we can continue with our plan!" Maybe her cheerfulness would brighten his day!
"You know what America. I thought you would understand when I said not to call. I'm really not in the mood for this, I have a lot of stuff to do." he spoke to her very shortly. Looking over his paperwork.
Without realizing it a sound of disappointment escaped her throat. She quickly put up her fake cheery voice, "Silly me! You know I forget things so easily! But we gotta hang out soon, kay!" She finished laughing rather loudly.
He winced at how fake she was being. She always had a way of making him feel like an ass, "Amelia..."
She didn't let him finish, "I'll let you get back to whatever you're doin'!" After a quick good bye, she hung up on him. She tossed the phone on the other side of the couch and glared at it. What a jerk-face. She looked at her fridge, now was a good time for ice cream.
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Eduardo ran his hand through his hair frustrated. He looked at his desk even more frustrated, he had so many things that should be done. That didn't mean he should've taken it out on Amelia, even if she did annoy him to no end.
"Maldita sea..." he cursed letting his head bang against the table. For once, he'd wish things would go his way.
"México, ¿está bien?³" a woman working under his government walked up to him. She looked concerned.
Mexico looked up at her giving her a half-hearted smile, "Sí. Sólo estrés por el trabajo ... y algunas otras cosas.⁴"
She gave him a knowing look, "¿Está seguro de que no tiene que ver con su vecino en el norte?⁵"
He rolled his eyes, women. He chose not to justify that with an answer and looked back at he work in front of him. "¿No tienes trabajo que hacer?⁶"
She laughed, "Sí. Pero creo que usted ha hecho lo suficiente por hoy. ¿Por qué no te vas y pasar un buen rato con la Srta. América?⁷"
"Hay mucho que hacer. No puedo perder el tiempo.⁸" he scoffed. Insanity. He had too much to do.
She slammed her hands down on his desk and he jumped up, "¡No seas tan testarudo! ¡Fuera de aquí antes de que te obligan a cabo! Voy a cubrir para usted.⁹"
Eduardo debated reminding her just who he was, ordering him around like that. But did he really want to argue so that he could get back to work. He sighed and stood up, "No dejes que sabe donde estoy.¹⁰"
She laughed softly, knowing her intuition was right. "Dile a Srta. América del saludé.¹¹"
He groaned.
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Amelia watched some sappy Hallmark movie while eating the the tub of ice cream with a spoon. This was not how she wanted to spend her day, but in all honesty she wasn't in the mood to do anything really. She debated bugging Mattie or Arthur, but she didn't think they would entertain her that much.
There was a knock at the door, she wondered if maybe she'd ordered a pizza without realizing it. It wouldn't have been the first time she had done so. She shrugged her shoulders and hopped off the couch and headed for the door, she swung it open without much thought.
She was extremely surprised to see Eduardo. She quickly thought of what she was wearing, not really remembering, but she didn't want him to think she was concerned with what she was wearing because he was here.
"Border hopper? What cha doin' here?" she smiled, having a little more energy then she had earlier.
He glared at her not liking the little nickname she had for him, "You wanted to talk about you dumb plan. Remember?"
She gave him a bright smile, "Right, right! Come in so we can talk!" She stepped aside and he walked into her house. Immediately he went towards the living room and took a seat on the couch, he was exhausted.
She giggled softly to herself as she followed behind him, it amused and pleased her that he remembered the layout of her house. She took a seat next to him, lowering the volume of the television.
He let out a content sigh, "Alright if I remember right. Estamos en el paso dos.¹²"
She puffed her cheeks out slightly, "English pleaseeee."
"Amelia, don't act so childish." he muttered, this show was a little interesting. It was helping him wind down.
She stuck her tongue out at him, "So man, this step is really important! So you can't mess it up, got it?"
He nodded his head, not really paying attention. "Sure thing."
"Eduardo, are you paying attention?" she asked but he didn't seem to hear her. She huffed, and poked his side causing him to jump slightly.
"Aye, mujer!" he glared at her, "Alright, I'm paying attention. What's step two?"
She shook her head stubbornly, "If you don't take this seriously or don't really care, then what's the point!"
He rolled his eyes and smiled tiredly, "Amelia, no ser así.¹³ I'm here aren't I?"
She debated for a moment, "Fine...but you have to promise to do exactly as I say from now on! No matter what!"
"Por supuesto." he responded humoring her.
"Awesome!" she said grinning, "So Step Two: So you go up to Spain and you ask him a ton of questions! It can be any question, it doesn't matter!"
"Dios..." he muttering letting his head fall back against the couch, he didn't know why he expected her to have a plan that made sense or that wasn't stupid.
Amelia smiled, "Sounds great, right?"
He turned his head to look at her, "Yeah, exactly how is that supposed to be helpful whatsoever."
He didn't know how to appreciate the thought she put into this, "Well if you let me explain you would understand! You see if you ask Spain a ton of questions, you can get to know the little things about him! That's how most relationships start! Like learning their favorite food, shows, colors, a whole bunch of other stuff."
Eduardo didn't care about those things. Not just cause it was Spain, but because he didn't see the point. He liked getting to know a person, not knowing their favorite color.
He watched as she smiled at him expectantly waiting to hear his response, she was really excited about going through with this plan. He'd indulge her a while longer, "Did you take into account that we're in America, and Spain is back at his home?"
Amelia put a finger to her chin thinking, she hadn't thought about that...it could be a problem! "Well..." she started, "...if you go Spain on a little seven or eight day 'vacation' it gives you reason to be near him so you could complete the plan!"
He stiffened, "You want me to go to Spain, and stay with him for seven or eight days…alone. Do you want me to murder him?"
She rolled her eyes at his dramatics, "Eduardo! Don't be so negative, and you probably won't be alone. I'm sure Romano is there with him, they're like attached at the hip!"
He growled annoyed, "That means shit! I don't see how that's supposed to make me feel any better." He paused a moment before continuing, "Si me tengo que ir, tienes que ir también.¹⁴"
She smiled, "Hmmm. I guess I can tag along, making sure you don't screw thing up would be a lot easier if I'm there to keep you in check! There's a small problem though..."
He yawned, "And what's that?"
"Well if Spain sees me there, he'll know we're up to something. Even worse, if he knows I'm trying to improve your relationship. We're screwed." she explained.
He rested back against the couch, "That's not hard. Just stay at a hotel and don't tell him you're staying there."
"I guess so…." she replied. Though to be honest that sounds so boring. She grabbed her phone and looked at her calendar, seeing miscellaneous events she had to go to. She pondered for a moment, making a mental note to clear her calendar for the trip.
"You're not too busy to go this week, are ya?" she asked him. But he didn't reply. She glanced over at him ready to let him have it for ignoring her, but she stopped. He was snoring softly besides her.
She couldn't help but smile softly, he looked really tired. He probably hadn't slept the last couple of days. She should probably contact Spain, but she knew she shouldn't do it with her home phone or else he'd know the jig was up….
She glanced back over at Mexico, shrugging her shoulders she reached into his jacket's pocket and pulled out his cell phone. She scrolled through the contacts and searched for Spain's number. She frowned when all she was able to find was his work number.
Luckily for Amelia, she had Spain's personal cell phone number in her contacts. After transferring the information into his phone she set up a new message. She debated carefully what to send him: I've been thinking lately that it was a good time to visit Spain. I was wondering if maybe you'd….show me around.
She thought carefully before sending the message, she hoped it was believable. She sighed and waiting earnestly for a reply. It didn't take more than five minutes before his phone vibrated in her hand: of course you can come and visit, hijo! Im so glad you.. When are you coming over!
Well it seemed that Spain was extremely pleased with the idea of Mexico going to see him. No solid plans yet, but I was thinking of heading over in a day or two. I'll call you tomorrow.
She nodded her head pleased, this would force him to call Spain! In doing so, they could get step two out of the way. She cheered silently. She was so smart.
Amelia placed his phone on the coffee table and stood up stretching her arms out. It was kind of early to sleep, she glanced at Eduardo, but watching him sleep made her sleepy too. She went into the other room to grab a few things.
She returned to the living room and draped a blanket over him and turned off the television and the lights, placing a pillow beside him. She made her way for the doorway, but she was hesitant to do so. She looked back at him, sleeping so peacefully.
After a short debate she walked back over to the couch and took the pillow for herself. She made sure there was some distance between the two of them before lying down. She rested her head on the pillow, unable to keep herself from watching him. She eventually fell asleep.
Translations:
1. Please, don't bug me until I contact you first.
2. What do you want?
3. Mexico, are you okay?
I4. 'm fine. Just stressed about work...and some other things.
5. Are you sure it doesn't with your neighbor up North?
6. Don't you have work to do?
7. Yes. But I think you've done enough for today. Why don't you go off and have some fun with Ms. America?
8. There's too much to do. I don't have time to waste.
9. Don't be so stubborn! Get out of here before I force you out! I'll cover for you.
10. Don't let them know where I'm at.
11. Tell Ms. America I said hello.
12. We're on step two.
13. Don't be that way.
14. If I have to go, you have to go.
Just randomly thought. If you guys want to contact me, look for me on Twitter. I'll be spending about 90% of my time messing around (instead of writing/shot). I'd like it if you guys talked to me, maybe toss in a few ideas for the story. Or it could be used as a way to force me to write. HetaDerp
So yeah I have a ton more notes and ideas for future chapters. I would expect to see a new chapter by Thursday or after the weekend.\
Thanks to those who reviewed:
Kyo: Welcome back! :'3 Oh course I missed you, I've been wondering when you'd return! I'm looking forward to the fluff as well! w;; Yes. All my family is from Zacatecas, Mexico but I was born in the United States. And for some reason I refused to learn Spanish as a kid (stupid little me). I do understand the basics though! I'll defiantly work on more character development into Mexico, he deserves it! I'll admit I'll eat Jack in the Box tacos when I'm short on cash, but they are /not/ real tacos! Thanks for the support! c:
ButterflyLily: Thanks! I'm really glad you enjoyed it. And Mexico is too adorable, he won't even admit he cares for Amelia's safety to himself! Hope you enjoy this next chapter!
Pen Name is Invalid: Gracias! c; Hmmm. I'm might be tempted to slip in something quick about Hungary and Romania (that pairing is cute)! Well with boring meetings all the time, everyone needs something interesting to keep them sane!
ZeldaLove Akira-chan: Psshhh. If I ever saw Mexico I'd fangirl around him too! England has a mixture of ….. jealousy and concern. He has a right to be, considering...well let's not spoil future chapter. Eddie, Eddie. OMG Eddie. That nickname is so freaking adorable. Hope you don't mind if I use that nickname later on! And I'm glad the chapter made your week! c: If anything I'd hope this story made people happy, even if it's just a little.
AnnaLee: Hehe. It's okay I ramble on a lot too. I can totally see where you're coming from, and am I getting that you like America x Italy? |D That's a cute pairing, I have a friend who RP's Italy and sometimes my America has fluffy moments with him. Oh isn't the pairing just amazing! I'm so glad you like it! And I was hoping that maybe my writing fanfiction for it would gain some supporters, which seems to be the case! C: As for Eddiie...I mean Eduardo. Huurr. He is, I really hope when Hima comes back (sweet jesus I hope he does) that he'll consider coming up with a design for Mexico!
I hadn't thought much about what part of Mexico Eduardo represented, I've seen several RP accounts which represent the northern or southern. But I think for this story, we'll say he represents the entire country. (Sorry for historical inaccuracies.)
Snowjuvia: Oh hey welcome back! C: I'm glad you came out of anon! Well you don't have to if you don't want to. ;;7;; Sometimes I'm too lazy to log in, and I just leave a review as an anonymous. I'm glad you like the story. And I'll definitely continue writing, I'll finish this story if it's the last thing I do!