4.

"Seychelles, would you please stop blowing cold air in my face!" England yelled.

Seychelles was playing with the button that controls England's fan. She pressed the button again to annoy him some more, making England's hair become more tousled, and then quickly shut it off. She leaned back in her seat and watched the Television show on the TV. It was a boring cooking show and Seychelles didn't have the attention for it, besides she wasn't the best cook on the planet. She switched the channel and found a movie. The setting for the movie was in England. Seychelles watched the movie with high interest. All the people there were very proper and they spoke with accents like England's. They spoke funny words like Jumpers, Bobby, and Love. The type of love in the movie wasn't like how France had explained to her, the people called some people "Love" kind of like a nickname. It was a big shock to Seychelles because Seychelles thought all the people in England would look exactly and act exactly like England.

Seychelles looked over at England. He was sitting upright reading a newspaper. Seychelles kept staring at him. He has such beautiful hair; it could be fun playing with it. His eyebrows had a weird cuteness to them. Seychelles smiled. And those eyes! A girl could get lost in those emerald green eyes… WHAT AM I THINKING! I DO NOT LIKE ENGLAND!

England caught Seychelles staring at him. He folded the newspaper and placed it in his lap neatly. Then he leaned forward and placed his forehead on Seychelles's, interrupting her thoughts yet again. "What are we thinking about, my dear?" England smirked.

"U-um…. Well…." England was staring at her eyes so intense that it was hard to focus her thoughts. Seychelles stared at him back.

England stayed there waiting.

"Well, I was watching this movie and it took place in England… the people are a lot different than I had imagined."

"And how did you imagine them?"

"To be exact copies of you."

England chuckled.

"England?"

"Yes?"

"Is England a nice place?"

"Remind me to give you a tour around, and then you can see how charming it is."

"Ok." Seychelles smiled.

England took his forehead off Seychelles's and sat back in his seat.

The spot where England's forehead had been was still warm. Seychelles turned the other way so that England wouldn't see. She touched her forehead gently.

It was getting late and Seychelles started dozing off. England saw her twist around in her seat trying to get a comfy spot to sleep in.

"Seychelles?" England nudged her.

She groaned, half awake and half asleep.

"Here Seychelles." England took hold of her a gently placed her head in his lap.

"H-huh? What- what are you doing that for?"

"You're very… fidgety. So, I thought you could lie on my lap."

"Thanks England… That's very nice of you."

"But only for a little while. When I go to sleep you'll be nudged off."

"Oh ok."

Seychelles cuddled up in his lap and fell asleep soon after. England didn't really mind having Seychelles sleeping on his lap. She was warm and comforting. England soon fell asleep.

Seychelles woke up to a ding and the sound of the pilot announcing they were going to land so they should buckle up.

Seychelles found that she was still on England's lap and he was fast asleep she slowly sat up and stared at him. He slept in such a bad position. Seychelles put his head on her lap and caressed his hair. It was so soft it ran right through Seychelles's fingers like silk. She kissed the top of his head and found the smell to smell like… tea leaves? Maybe he sweats tea juice; I mean he drinks like gallons of it. So, it's not all that odd.

Seychelles heard the pilot warn again to buckle up. "England?" Seychelles poked him in the ribs. He stirred but didn't wake up. Seychelles touched his eyebrows and his eyes shoot open in one second.

He sat bolt upright. "Why was I alseep in your lap? Also, NEVER TOUCH MY EYEBROWS!"

"Oh well I thought since you were so uncomfortable sleeping maybe you could be more comfortable on my lap."

England just grunted and looked out the window.

"England?"

England turned his head to look at Seychelles, "Yes?"

"We're landing so you better buckle up."

England buckled up and sat back in his seat. Seychelles did the same.

Seychelles felt a slight bump as the plane touched land. She was so excited! Finally, after all those hours on the plane she was finally going to see England's home. He always was bragging about it, mostly about it being superior to France.

England felt a poke on her back and turned to find England calling for her attention, "Welcome to England, Seychelles." England said and pointed out the plane window.

Seychelles pressed her face against the window and smiled wide.

A/N

ANOTHER CHAPTER IN ONE DAY! WHOO HOOO! Post reviews please. I like to improve my stories a little more.