The Story of Units

By: Mercedes Newbanks

10/1/12

Hi. I'm sorry to say I have not been able to do as I pleased with my writing do to my signing up with the U.S Army. As of January 28 I will have most rights of the constitution removed and treated no better then the dirt beneith my Drill Sargents Boot. Wish me luck and I'll try to update more offten. Enjoy, don't hate me.

"Oh qui que vous soyez, je vais vous donner pour ce!"

("Oh whoever you are, I will get you for this!")

Later that evening things did not go well. France threw the biggest bitch fit I have ever had the unfortunate luck of having to hear while Prussia laughed his fuckin albino ass off. Jack ass. Ugh after appologizing 23 times and allowing him to cook that nights meal he forgave me with a huff and flip of his prettier then mine hair. I hate men prettier then me, ladies reading this you agree? Yeah, I'm with you. For any boys reading this with or without good looks, You're still prettier then most and we hate you for that too. "But why how does that make sence-" IT JUST DOES. BITE ME. Anywhore, After eating France's cooking and putting on a movie they agreed on to shut them up for a while I took the chance to shower. You ever have one of thoughs times where you think "I know I forgot something and I'm going to kick myself later."...This was of thoughs times. I undressed and hopped into the shower and started my thing with the washing and such. I didn't hear the door open, I didn't hear the foot steps come over. What I DID hear was the curtine opening, Prussia laughing, France snapping a picture of me, then me screaming. They cackled and ran out while I fumbled for a towle to cover myself so I could ring their necks! Ugh it was my fault for not locking the fuckin door.

"You ass holes ugh I'll kill you!"

"Ohonhonhon~ but my cheri~ you have a lovely figure non?"
"Keseseses I told you Frenchie!"

Getting over that with future revenge in mind I helped France set up in my grandmothers room and you know what he did? He bitched. I'm part English...I know why they hated the French! After explaining I'm not a billionaire with high class shit to just give the prissy basturd he settled down and went to bed. Prussia again laughed at me and complimented my "Awesome" skills for making France shut up. Ugh sometimes I feel like I'm in a bad fanfiction. (*looks to readers*...Oh shut up! I'm still getting used to writing for an actuall audiance! God.) We both went to bed, yes even though we had slept most of the day, but we were able to settle down for the night. It wasn't a very active day but a fast one non the less. The next morning...There was a knock at the door.

"Do not waaaaaant!"
I slamed my pillow over my head planning to ignore it until Prussia came into my room.

"Come on girly! There is another crate containing someone who is not as awesome as me!"

"Bah! As if I want another one of you!"

So I got up and went to the living room where I found France bouncing with excitement.

"Dude what did you molest without a fight?"

France just grinned and put a finger to his lips handing me a manual.

"CONGRATULATIONS! YOU NOW OWN: Arthur Kirkland"

Ahhh so thats why he's happier then a woman in a chocolate factory. To be honest so was I. I loved Englands and Frances "Love/Hate" relationship and..I blushed realizing the possibilities.

"We need him out of that crate. Get me a crow bar!"

Prussia looked at me confused crossing his arms.

"Whats gotten into you? It's just limey..."

He trailed off and studied my blushing face. France slowly started to grin that creepy frenchie grin of his already clicking. I could tell he wanted to squee at my choice of Englands so to be fate. I'm sorry non-FRUK fans, but I need this to be. (*hangs head in shame* sorry yall but it's happening. Oh look I'm not as sorry now.) Prussia blinked surprised finally getting it and ge grined too.

"Oooh ja I get it now. So it's like that for you eh girly~"

I blushed harder and looked away from him.

"Just shut up and open the crate."

Prussia laughed and walked over and lifted the lid open and set the front wall of the crate down where a sleeping England was found. I was shocked that he hadn't woken up yet, and that they actually slept in these things.

"Oh wow, he's really asleep.."

France was practically drooling looking at Englands peaceful face having major creeper mode on. Sheesh chill out dude. Walking over I shook Englands sholder gently.

"mmm..."

"England? Arthur you need to wake up."

England scrunched up his face and his eyes fluttered open showing bright emerald green orbs. He looked startled before calming down realizing it was only little stubby me.

"Oh forgive me for being asleep infront of a lady. It was quite rude of me, I appologize."

ERMERGERD English accent! Gaaah! I blushed. HARD.

"I-it's alright Arthur, r-really."

I heard a "Huff" behind me but totally ignored it. England gave a small smile.

"Im glad to be excused. What might your-"

He cut himself off looking over my sholder and scowling.

"Well, well. If it isn't the frog and lacky number 2. I trust the Spaniard is already here?"

Crossing his arms and glaring at the 2 bad touchers while they smirked at him.

"Ohonhonhon~ whats the matter Angleterre did you miss mon beauty that much? Also non, Spain isn't here yet."

"AS IF! THERES NOTHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT YOU OR ANYTHING TO MISS FROG!"

Prussia stood by me as we watched them fight my face becoming red at all the pictures entering my head...ooohhh the lands of the gutters. They have a national anthem you know. No lie.

"Kesese enjoying the show~?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

I quickly left the room unnoticed to set up a camera up in Frances room.

"Bwahaha...Let my fun begin!"

Ok, that's all for now. I hope it was ok and that you enjoyed it and I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Have a nice night/day. Also thank you all who have reviewed/followed/favorited my story! It means so much to me. Bye~!