In the middle of London, at high tea, England rose from his couch to pour himself a cup of tea; adding a little bit of milk and indulging himself in a tasty biscuit. He went to the counter with his tea in hand, going through the mail he had received in the morning - he just hadn't looked through it yet is all.
He stopped, realizing that he got a letter from someone he didn't know. "Perhaps...?"
Setting down his steaming cup of tea, he opened the letter; a subtle smile appearing across his pink lips.
Dear England,
I have a few questions for you, if that's alright. One; how old is Flying Mint Bunny? Two; what was your childhood like? Three; This one is a bit of a fangirl-y question, but; USUK or FrUk? I'm curious to know your opinion.
Thank you!
Sincerely,
Bluemist
"Hm, let me see here... Flying Mint Bunny? Are you there?"
No response. He shrugged, finding a nice piece of stationary and an old-fashioned quill pen that was lovely and only for special letters. "She must be elsewhere."
Dearest Bluemist,
First, thank you for your letter. I was quite happy to see I have received one from you.
Hmm... How old is Flying Mint Bunny? Well, we met when I was just a child, but I'm not sure of the exact age. I'm sure she's pretty old though, just like me hm?
My childhood was normal enough. Just like any nation. I got harassed by others and I had to prove myself. Ah well. Tis the life of a country.
A-Ah... Um.. Well, I suppose I could tell you I do have feelings for a certain loud and obnoxious American.. So, you decide what that means.
Thank you for your letter; I hope to hear from you again someday.
Sincerely,
England
England was slightly red-faced as he closed the envelope, writing the address on the back. "Did I really just admit that? I hope they don't tell anyone..."
But he delivered it all the same.