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England peeked over the bushes that he had hidden behind. He objective was in sight. One Alfred F. Jones, AKA America. England honesty felt bad for spying on the young American, but with America acting secretive and shady about his whereabouts for the past month, England felt that he had a right to know what his former colony was up to. Today, the American had gone to three different stores; a music shop, a fast food run and a game store. This wasn’t anything special to say the least. Right now, they were in a park, America had finished eating one of those burgers he loves so much and was just sitting around on the bench.
After five minutes, America seemed to perk up, leaving behind his bored facial expression and giving a wide toothy grin. From what England could see in his bushy hiding spot, a slender looking blond-haired woman in a blue dress, which looked like an old time maid dress you see in old films or one of America’s Disney movies, came up to him. From what he could see, the woman in blue was clearly not pleased; she frowned heavily at the American as she talked to him. England wished he could get closer to hear what the two were talking about, or at least knew why this seemingly angry woman was fussing about to the young American.
America smiled down at the woman in blue and laughed, making her frown even more. "Alfred Jones, you bloody idiot, don't you dare laugh." The British woman fussed.
But of course, the young American never listened to anyone and laughed some more before he could calm himself down. He gave the woman in blue a short hug and smiled down at her. "I can't help it Alice, you're just so cute when you're angry, ya know?"
"I am NOT cute!" the woman named Alice huffed, she didn't need another American calling her cute, she already had one and she rather not have to go to jail if either of them went missing. "Beside, it wasn't as if I missed you or anything, Alison was the one who wanted to know if you were feeling better, I could care less and even if I did care it's because our business would go down the drain without you."
America released the Alice with that ever-present knowing grin on his face. "Whatever you say." grabbing her hand, America begun to walk her out of the park.
England sat in the bush wide-eyed. He could only stare off to where the two. Was that it? The reason America had been acting so secretive for? A woman in blue? England's mind was still reeling from the display of America hugging the woman; it was a bit shocking to say the least. "Well, I'll be, so the lad hooked one eh?" England voiced after a few seconds of remembering how to talk again.