America: You were at a local fair with Alfred and laughing as he stole some of your cotton candy he bought you. You were passing by a booth with the cutest stuffed animal you'd ever seen, hanging above one of the games. Alfred noticed your look of longing and smiled winningly, puffing out his chest.
"Hey, dudette! I'll win that for ya! The hero will get the spoils of war!" he shouted, paying for the game and started to play. You stood off to the side and watched him play happily, leaning against another booth.
"Hey..." A voice said next to you. You looked next to you and saw it was Matthew, Alfred's brother. You smiled widely and hugged him, laughing in surprise.
"Matthew! I'm so happy I got to see you! What's up?" You asked, starting a friendly chat with you. After a few minutes you felt a hand on your shoulder and a small stuffed animal to your chest. You looked up to see Alfred smiling, but this smile was different…
"Dude, Matthew, what up?! Didn't expect to see you here!" He shouted wrapping his arms around you. You blinked, noticing his strange behavior and raised your eyebrow but Alfred didn't even look at you. Poor Matthew was trying so hard to be nice and smiled shyly at his brother. He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted rudely by Alfred. "Well, good seeing you man!" He slapped Matthew on the back and walked away, dragging you with him. When you were at a reasonable distance you broke out of his grip and put your hands on your hips.
"Alfred, were you jealous that I was just talking to Matthew?" You asked, making him turn to you and laugh awkwardly. You knew that he was but you let it slide, kissing him on the cheek.
"You'll always be my hero, Alfred." You mumbled, making him blush and wonder why he was jealous in the first place.
Germany: "Hey, frau! Are jou still training vith my little bruder? Kesesesese! Vhy don't you come train with a real man!" Gilbert shouted at you while you were running the laps Ludwig ordered you to do. Sometimes he was more of a drill sergeant than a boyfriend, but you had to admit you liked the results. Ludwig was at the finish line doing push ups with Feli and Romano on his back. So you decided to tease the white haired German.
"Let me know when I find one!" You shouted back, waving at him. He took this as a challenge and started to run after you, having a perverted glint in his eyes. You yelped and ran as fast as you could, laughing. This was a common scene between the two of you when Ludwig wasn't hogging all your attention or training. So you didn't really think of Gilbert other then a close friend that you could mess with. Gilbert tackled you to the ground and tickled you until you punched him in the gut. You laughed your head off until you felt yourself being lifted off the ground and carried away. You looked up and saw Ludwig carrying you through his front door and locking it. He then proceeded to throw you on the couch and walk away. You sat there blinking for a few seconds before you got up and put your hands on your hips.
"What was that all about, Ludwig?" You yelled at him, giving him your best angry face. He just looked at you from the kitchen with a potato in his mouth.
"Vhat? Training is over." He said, turning back to his lunch. You blinked a few times before you clicked two and two together. You grinned evilly, stalking low over to him and came up right behind him. He ignored you until you started 'walking' your two fingers up his back.
"Luddy? Are you jealous that I was running around with Gilbert~?" You sang in a love voice, teasing him. He stiffened under your touch but refused to turn around.
"Nien." He muttered, blushing and doing everything in his power not to look at you. Your grin widened and you laughed.
"OK, then I'll just tell Gilbert that it was a misunderstanding." You sang walking out of the kitchen. You were grabbed and Ludwig lips smashed into yours; hard. He gave you a heart stopping kiss and broke away, glaring at you.
"Fine. I vas jealous. Are jou happy now?" He pouted, making you laugh and kiss him again.
"Yep! But I can still go and-" You never got the chance to finish what you were saying because he got you into another round of heart stopping kisses. Gilbert had a nose bleed for two day's after looking through Ludwig's window.
England: "Love, I would like to show you-" You and your boyfriend were hanging out in his garden and having a small picnic when an all too familiar loud and obnoxious voice interrupted whatever he was going to say.
"Dude, England! You would never believe what I just made to kick your butt again! It's so cool that even (Y/N) will not be able to resist the awesome hero!" Alfred showed up behind Arthur's bushes and held out his new invention. He was right, you thought it was super cool and spent a good while talking about it. Sometimes you wondered why Alfred and him didn't get along. You didn't even notice when your boyfriend left to go into his 'workshop.' When Alfred left, you looked around and saw he was missing. There was suddenly an explosion from your boyfriend's house, causing you to sprint into the house and search for him. You found him in a pile of magic scrolls and vials full of who knows what.
"Arthur!" You yelled, trying to dig him out. You uncovered most of the moaning mess that was your boyfriend and saw that luckily he was only dazed. You hugged him, hearing him grunt a little in pain.
"What the heck were you thinking?! Were you trying to get yourself killed?" You nearly shrieked, pulling back and looking him in the eyes.
"Sorry. I was just try to…" he trailed off, not looking at you.
"What is it-oh," He meant that he was trying to make something that impressed you as much as Alfred did. You smiled kindly at him, kissing him gently on both cheeks and the his lips.
"You're the most impressive invention that God or anyone else could have made. Don't you try to change anything about you." You said, smiling down at him and kissing him again. As you helped him upstairs and got his bruises and scrapes all wrapped up he began to feel sheepish, feeling silly that he ever was jealous of Alfred.
"I can't believe you were jealous of the future diabetic!" You laughed loudly, making him blush and sputter for the rest of the day while you laughed at him.
Canada: It was a busy day at the restaurant and you were slowly losing your mind with the rush of Sunday morning. You haven't had a moment to think at all. As the rush slowed down you went to a small group of college boys sitting at a booth. You tried for a smile but it looked forced and your hair was a mess. You asked what they wanted and took their orders before one of them blinked at you and stood up.
"(Y/N)?" He asked. You took a closer look and found that it was your best friend from middle school back from a trip. He was very handsome and had grown very tall now; almost unrecognizable from the skinny boy you used to know. You almost squealed and hugged him, having missed him so much. You spent the rest of your shift talking and catching up. Little did you know a certain blond boyfriend was watching you from his booth that was just out of your area. He just ordered coffee and when he couldn't stand it anymore he left. After your shift you said goodbye to your old friend and went over to Matthew's house. You knocked on the door but no one answered. You knocked again and this time Kurma; Matthew's pet polar bear, opened the door.
You rushed in, seeing Matthew staring at a picture of you two took together; not that either of you were looking at the camera. You went over to him and tapped his shoulder, making him look up at you.
"Matthew? What's wrong?" You asked. He turned away from you and looked sad.
"Why are you still dating me, (Y/N)?" He asked, still not looking at you. You blinked in surprise, not knowing where this was coming from. You sat next to him and put your hand on his shoulder. "Because there is no one who I care about more." You responded; but he still didn't look at you. "Matthew, what is going on? What is this about-" You stopped when you realized he always visited you after work and probably saw you with your old best friend. You frowned and let your hand fall into your lap. He noticed this and turned to you, seeing you look very upset. "Matthew? Is this about the guy who I was talking to in the restaurant?" He didn't say anything but his eyes told you everything you needed to know. You cupped his face in your hand and looked deeply into his eyes. "He was just an old friend. We have an understanding that we have no interest in each other. You are the only one I'll ever need." you kissed him sweetly, trying to show him how much you cared about him. Matthew kissed back, feeling guilty that he ever doubted you.
N. Italy: "Feli! Look at this cutie!" You screamed with delight, bending down to pick up a tan little kitten with big fluffy paws. Feli stopped and looked down at the cat. "She's-a certainly-a cute one, bella." He said, crouching down to pet the cat with you. You were so engrossed with the little bundle of cuteness that you couldn't put it down. Slowly the happy go lucky Feli slowly began to get jealous and when you finally brought the cat home and adopted it. You named it (C/N) and played with her for hours. Feli had gotten an idea and dashed up stairs and used his sewing skills to good use. You hardly noticed that he left and were surprised when he tapped your shoulder.
"Bella~" He said, making you turn around and almost gush at the cuteness. Feli had dressed up as a cute Neko (Covered completely!) and 'purred' under your chin.
"Feli! That's so… Cute!" You screamed tackling him to the ground and and wrapping your arms around him in a bone crushing hug; for some reason he enjoyed it.
"Ve~. Bella thinks I'm-a cuter than any silly-a kitty cat, si?" he asked, curling into your lap like a cat. You blushed and giggled. "So, little Feli was jealous of (C/N)?" he blinked a few times and shouted no, but you found it absolutely adorable when he was flustered and jealous. You made sure that whenever you got the chance you made him jealous so he would make the cute angry face.
Russia: You loved your job, but sometimes people got a little too interested in your work; or more specifically you. It was a relatively slow and calm day and a customer was flirting with you again."So, what do you say we go roll in the roses at my place?" They said, making you really uncomfortable. You told them politely multiple times that you weren't interested but kept a professional air to you while you worked. You had to admit that they were nice but they were starting to get on your nerves.
"Come on, cutie. Just one little outing?" They asked, gripping our shoulder. You smacked their hand off and turned to them.
"Please leave me-oof!" You were kissed, but just as suddenly they were ripped off of you and lifted off the ground with a yelp. You saw Ivan holding them by the back of their neck, a deadly purple aura rippling around him with his magic metal pipe of pain in his other hand. The customer looked terrified and was shaking, trying to get away from your boyfriend's cruelly smiling face.
"How about you and I have a little chat about my little Sunflower, da?" He said, dragging the customer out of the store. You were shaking a little but went back to your work; doing you're best to try and forget the whole thing. After work you went to Ivan's house and heard him in his study. You hesitantly opened the door and was relieved that you didn't see any blood anywhere. He looked up as you closed the door behind you and ran over to you, pulling you into a giant bear hug that you always loved. You hugged back and found yourself once again in the big mans coat and snuggled in his big chair; sitting in his lap with his chin resting on your head.
"Mine." he said wrapping his arms protectively around you. You were still a little on edge about Ivan and the customer but you decided to let it slide until you saw a glint of a bloody metal pipe under his desk.
"Ivan? You didn't do anything too… harsh right?" You asked hesitantly, afraid of the answer. You felt his deep childish laugh as he cuddled closer to you.
"We just had a nice talk about how you were mine. Don't worry, sunflower. They'll live." You weren't sure that was a good or bad thing…
Japan: Emotions? Showing them? Only one that ever got a true reaction was jealousy. You were fangirling about how hot your favorite character was and how cool they were. Kiku heard this from the other room and stormed into the room, a tiny tick mark forming on his forehead. He held out his hand and took your manga from you before he walked away, fuming. You blinked a few times in confusion and then stormed after him to try and get it back.
"What the heck, Kiku? I was reading that!" You shouted, but he still wouldn't come out of his room. You barged in and saw he was pouting and wrapped in more than a half a dozen blankets. You were now really confused and crouch down to look at his face; which was the only thing that was exposed at the moment."Kiku? Is everything ok?" You asked worriedly, seeing how this was new. He just looked at you, jealousy in his eyes. You almost laughed but kissed his nose instead.
"Were you jealous of (F/Ch) and his girlfriend cuddling?" You asked, and he nodded, not looking at you. You laughed and tried to burrow your way into his fortress of blankets. Eventually you did and curled up against his chest.
"That is so cute." You whispered, giggling. He eventually felt ridiculous for doing so, but he never showed outward jealousy again.
France: "Une moment, ma amoure! I'll be right back!" Francis shouted, darting into a shop of chocolates. You sighed and rolled your eyes, knowing that he would do this every time you went shopping together. It was either the winery or the chocolate shop; whichever was closer. As always a small band was playing outside in the square and you began to chat up one of the cute trumpet players. Because Francis did this to you so often you two had gotten to become great friends. After a while you felt arms wrap around your shoulder and pull you back. The trumpet player smiled at Francis, who smiled dangerously back.
"Bonjour." He said curtly, then kissing you deeply right in front of the trumpet player. "Au revoir!" He then dragged you away by your hips and carried you to his apartment. You scolded and yelled at him the entire time. When you finally got home you ended up on the couch with him cuddling you.
"Francis! What the heck was that! Do you have any idea how rude that was?!" You yelled at him, escaping his grasp and standing up, arms crossed. He looked up at you innocently.
"But ma amour, you are too beautiful to share with anyone!" he complained, giving you a pouting look. You huffed and shook your head, throwing your hands up in the air.
"He was just a friend! I can't believe that you could be jealous of me having a friend…" You said, exasperated. You plopped down on the couch, trying to get rid of your slowly growing headache. He was beginning to feel guilty and crawled over to you, tilting his head so he could look you in the eyes while you're head was down. He then kissed your cheek gently and ran his hand through your hair.
"Desolé, ma amour. I just get so jealous when you talk to other men…" He kept kissing various parts of your face and neck, trying to show how sorry he was. You eventually gave up and kissed him for real.
"You're still in the dog house, you know." You scolded playfully, making him laugh and kiss you again. You made a mental note to make sure he knew every guy you talked to so it wouldn't happen again.
S. Italy: You decided you wanted to look sexy out in public today. Not for any reason other than you felt like it. You threw on a tight t-shirt, cute pants, and a bit of makeup before you began to go through your daily errands. You had to pick up Romano, of course, because you usually go grocery shopping by yourself. As soon as he saw you he was drooling and smiling a perverted grin. You had to bat his hands away every few seconds but you laughed, loving the way you could totally blindside him with your beauty. When you were at the store you were stared at by many of the guys. Romano was starting to act more moody and kept shouting at them, but you just put you hand on his shoulder and calmed him down. As you were putting the groceries in the car/truck you dropped something. As you bent down to get it you felt someone slap your butt. You yelped and jumped away, turning around and expected to see Romano but it was another guy. He was grinning down at you, making you a little uncomfortable.
"Hey, baby. Why don't we go somewhere-" he never got to finish his sentence because Romano came out of nowhere and punched the guy square in the face; knocking him out cold. He then turned to you in a very angry glare and almost threw you in the car/truck and speed off, going to insane speeds.
"Romano!" You yelled, trying to get him to slow down. He eventually turned into your driveway and turned off the car/truck. He got out and began to unload the groceries and put them in the house using his house key that you'd given him. You stared after him and scampered out of the car.
"Romano?" You asked into the seemingly empty house. Romano's fiery glare appeared around the corner and drilled into your eyes. You backed up, slightly scared.
"You-a are not going to-a do that-a again." He said, pulling you into a hug. "You are-a my bella and-" You cut him off.
"Relax! It's not like I was going to go out with him! You are the only one that I like like that!" You screamed back, eyes flaring in anger. You both glared at each other before he sighed; shoulders slumping in submission.
"Si, si. I-a know. I'm-a just worried that you'll-a find someone-a better…" he said, looking sad. You immediately felt bad and hugged him with a kiss.
"I'm sorry too. Forgiven?" He nodded and you two went back to your normal bickering. You knew better now that the worst kind of Italian was a jealous Italian.
Spain: You two were at a summer fair and walking around the stalls, sampling the local cuisine. You both were having a great time when you saw a churro stand.
"Toni! Toni! Let's go there next!" You shouted, pulling on his arm like a little kid. He laughed and followed, rubbing his head sheepishly.
"Chica, where are you putting all this food? I can't even eat another churro!" he whined in dismay, making you laugh and bat his arm playfully. You arrived at the stand and saw that it was a man and his son running it. The son had just finished making a fresh batch and held it out to you.
"Ah~ the chica knows good churros when she smells them. Care for a bite?" He asked, winking. You giggled innocently, thanking him and paying. Antonio, on the other hand, was not so thrilled about the boy giving you a churro. The other boy flirted with you for a few minutes until he made you blush. By then Antonio had had enough and dragged you away.
"So, chica, how are the churros?" He asked sweetly, but it was a false sweetness in his voice. You smiled, missing the dark undertone of his voice.
"Yes! These are amazing! You want to try it?" You asked, holding one out to him. He glared at the churro and and shook his head, batting it away.
"No." he then started walking away. That got you're attention and you chased after him with concern written all over your face.
"Toni? Did I do something wrong?" He huffed, turning away from you.
"Why don't you go ask the boy who made such amazing churros." he snapped at you storming off. You blinked, hurt written all over your face. You then chased after him one more time, trying to catch up with him in the crowd. You had to chase him to his car where you trapped him.
"Antonio! Are you really jealous of him because I liked his churros? After everything? I would never leave you for a churro!" You yelled, tears welling up in your eyes. He finally looked at you, guilt slowly creeping into his consciousness. He sighed and hugged back, putting his face in your hair.
"No, chica. I'm sorry. I let my jealousy get out of control and took it out on you." He said. You sniffled and nodded, hugging him tighter.
"Come on, chica. I'll take you home and make you my special churros~" he purred, making you squeal with delight and almost broke every speeding and traffic law possible. He did indeed make you churros. And these tasted better than any other.
Prussia: You were at the bar with Gilbert. Again. You were starting to get tired of him doing this to you but you found out that it was actually a party for his little brother, Ludwig. You wondered why you weren't told of this but eventually just relaxed into the partying mood. You danced with Gilbert for a bit but he then went to go hang out with his 'bad touch trio' friends.
"Hey." You heard a whispery sleepy voice next to you. You turned to see a man with shaggy brown hair with a sleepy, lazy look on his face. His big forest green eyes watched you with great interest.
"Um, hello?" You said, not sure how to react. He sat up slowly and blinked at you, reaching out to touch your hair.
"Such pretty hair. You would make a beautiful cat." he mumbled, dumbfounding you.
"Um… ok?" You started talking to him and found out that his name was Heracles Karpusi. You were actually starting to like the way he talked and his stoner attitude until you found yourself being pulled off the bar stool and into a strong pair of arms. You looked behind you and saw that Gilbert had a harsh scowl on his face and was almost hissing at Heracles.
"Excuse me. But I'll be taking back mein girlfriend now." He said, dragging you back to the dance floor. Heracles just waved slowly, turning back to his drink and falling asleep. On the dance floor Gilbert never let go of you for a second.
"Really? I was having a pretty interesting conversation about naps!" You shouted over the music angrily.
"What? I can't hear you, frau!" He shouted, but it was obvious he did. You huffed and left the dance floor. Slowly the realization dawned on you that he was jealous of you talking with other guys and a slow evil grin formed on your face. Oh, don't let your other half find out what bothers you. Because if you annoy them, they will use it against you, you thought with a evil grin.
You spent the rest of the night teasing him about it until he just left and drove you home; with you laughing all the way.
Greece: You were walking around with Heracles around town doing some window shopping when a loud and deep voice shouted at you two.
"Heyo, Hercules! You want to go for flaming hot Kurufasulye!" A older man with a mask shouted and pushed through the crowd.
"What do you want, Sadık." Hercules said. The man turned to you with a big grin and shook your hand energetically.
"So you must be this lazy ass's new girlfriend? It's about time the moron go someone that was actually pretty. Oh, my name is Sadık Adnan, by the way!" The old man said excitedly. You pulled your hand back, feeling a little overwhelmed. You looked at the man and saw that he really wasn't that old; maybe his early thirties. He seemed to be very energetic and friendly, though. You smiled and talked politely, with him. Slowly, you felt a bond of friendship talking with him. What could you say, he was kind of charming. You hadn't realized you had been talking with Sadik for a few hours until your boyfriend picked you p and dragged you away. Sadik seemed very irritated and challenged Hercules to a wrestling match. Your boyfriend declined, dragging you away. When you had lost the man he kissed you deeply.
"My kitten." He growled, nuzzling you neck. You blinked a few times confused.
"Were you jealous?" You asked, thinking it was absolutely adorable. he sat down on the ground and began twirling a piece of grass between his fingers. HE wasn't looking at you but you already knew the answer. You kneeled down beside him and rubbed his ear like a cat. He blinked slowly and looked at you, confused.
"You are the only one that can be my lion, Hercules." You whispered, kissing him. He smiled and hugged you, almost purring with contentment. He never doubted you again.
Author's Note: I just had got hit hard by this cruel thing called writers block, can you guys help me? I was thinking of doing the scenes in the intro but I'm stuck with some of the personalities and situations. If you think that there is a specific situation for a scenario, please PM me or leave a review? I despise writers block and I really want to write something good, so it would really make me happy if you guys could help. But how do you guys like it? Am I living up to your expectations? Please let me know. But anyway, I'm having fun writing all these scenarios and hope to get passed this darn writers block soon! So as always, Read on, Otakus!
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