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USUK- Under The InfluenceIt was brilliant, and England would never suspect it.America beamed as he stepped out of the taxi and looked up at England's large house. The younger nation had decided to pay the older a surprise visit. England would love it! It had been at least three months since they'd seen each other and America decided a visit was in order. But because it was a surprise, he would appreciate it even more. Maybe.Oh yeah, America couldn't get any more awesome.It practically radiated from him.Prussia had nothing on him.Now that his ego was twice the size it should be, America walked down the path and for once decided to knock on the door instead of just barging in. He looked around as he waited for England to answer the door, looking surprised, and jump into his arms. America would then give him a passionate kiss, and heroically carry him upstairs so they could... you know.While America was in his own little dream world, he failed to notice that the door was still shut and there was no indicati
Affection - FrUKArthur and Francis were at a fancy French restaurant (Francis picked it, of course) for dinner. There was no special occasion, no birthday or celebration of anything else. Francis had simply decided to take the younger male out to dinner. While the Frenchman boredly sifted through the menu, Arthur's face was crinkled up."God dammit, frog, I can't understand any of this! Your dumb language is so stupid and confusing! I hate it!" Arthur grumbled."Shh, not so loud, Arthur," the taller of the two replied. Some people can understand you, keep it down. Shall I order for you, mon petit lapin~?""What? Yeah, fine, whatever. Just don't get me something gross that I wouldn't like."After the waitress came and waited the two, Arthur sat there and stared at the table. "What are you doing, mon chien?""I'm not a fucking dog," Arthur hissed."Non, but you are ma biche, oui?" Francis mused."What? No, I'm not your bloody bitch, dammit! What's wrong with you?"The Frenchm
What it means to be a big brother (part 3)WARNING!!! This is a fan fiction in which I am borrowing Hidekazu Himaruya's Hetalia characters. Scotland and Ireland (South) are of my invention though.Since a lot of people asked me to continue this fiction ... well, I am!Here's chapter 3 and maybe possibly a chapter 4 will come up.Chapter 3: Lunch with Big Brother!! For understanding purposes, this conversation shall be translated from Old Scott / Old English / Gaelic / Irish / Old Celt into normal, modern English. !"So? What were you talking about with those wankers?""Nothing much."Arthur eyed his brother critically. Scott wore a Cheshire-like smirk on a peaceful expression which was never a good sign."I really can't believe that.""Tough.""Whatever you're planning, please do not involve me or cause me more trouble! I don't want to fix up the mess you make!""Hm mm."Arthur sighted as he rubbed his fingers against his closed eyes."And why is HE here?" he asked, still not opening his eyes.Scott glanced over to Arthur's ot