England was drinking his tea and eating his scones. While he was doing that, America walked into England's home and decided to bother him. "Hey England! Whats up dude!?" screams the loud-mouthed american who walks up to England.
"Refrain from yelling, America." says England, looking up annoyed at him. "Come on, english dude, lets talk!" says America as he sits down next to England on the couch. "Why are you even here, America?" asks England, still annoyed.
"I'm here to see you, of course!" England wasnt surprised by this. America always, and he means ALWAYS, comes to see him. Of course England doesn't mind this, but he cant seem to figure out why America keeps coming to his house?
While England was lost in thought, America kept moving closer and closer to him. 'England is really amazing...I wish I could tell him I love him.' America thought. Then, America put his arm around England.
England looked over at America, who was blushing slightly. England was also blushing. He then suddenly kissed America. America froze, not knowing what to do. England pulled away, blushing deep red, looking at America. "I-I love you, America." He says, very embarrassed and scared America doesn't feel the same.
"I love you also, England!" America laughs, smiling and hugs England. England hugs back and pulls America into another long and passionate kiss.