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“Hey, everybody! Let’s play Hide-and-Seek!”

I smiled up at my Prussian friend standing on a nearby tabletop. The crazy albino had just recommended that we all play Hide-and-Seek at one of his famous parties (or, rather, infamous parties). He and his two best friends, Antonio and Francis, claimed to be “it”, and they turned around and began to count.

“C’mon, _____,” said my best friend Alfred. He took my hand and led me upstairs and down a hallway, stopping when we came to an almost empty room. We went inside the room, closing the door behind us, and spotted a large footlocker that was big enough to just barely fit me and Alfred.

“Ladies first,” he said with a smirk.

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Uh, no,” I responded, pushing him toward the footlocker.

He sighed, opening the lid and stepping inside. When he slid into a comfortable position, he smiled at me and said, “C’mon in. The air is fine.”

I sneered and crawled in. “More like the pudge is fine.” I grabbed a sample of his stomach pudge with my thumb and index finger.

Alfred’s face went red, and he flinched. “Dude, don’t do that!”

I giggled, readjusting my position on top of him. “Oh, come on, Alfie. I’m just messin’ with you.” I gently lowered the lid back onto the footlocker, careful not to set the lock.

Alfred chuckled softly. “Y’know,” he started, his voice and tone just as soft as the chuckle he made, “I barely see you smile anymore. Why is that?”

“Eh?” I blinked at him, then pursed my lips and looked away. “N-No reason.”

“Aw, c’mon, _____.” He lifted my chin with his finger. “We’re best friends. You can tell me anything.”

Can I? I thought, a knot forming in my stomach. For the past several months, I had developed something for him. I wasn’t sure what it was at first, but now I knew that it was something along the lines of––don’t laugh––love. I know it sounds ridiculous, but. . .what can I say? He was my best friend in the whole wide world, and I had fallen in love with him. This whole time I had supposedly been “depressed”, I had been sorting out my feelings. Now I was sure. I loved him.

“Alfie?” I said quietly.

“Yeah?” he asked, his unusually soft tone laced with worry.

I breathed deeply, then sighed and dropped my head in the crook of his neck. “Alfie. . .Would you get mad if I told you that I love you?”

Alfred paused, then lifted his hand and stroked my hair. “‘Course not. I love you, too, _____.”

“No.” I lifted my head and looked him in the eye. “I mean love you.”

After a short moment, Alfred did something I didn’t expect––he smiled a very uncharacteristically warm smile, then he laughed softly. “I know what you meant.” He pressed his lips gently to mine for a moment, then pulled away.

I just lay there, staring at him in shock. “W-Wow. . .”

He laughed again. “I love you, _____,” he said, kissing me again.

Suddenly, the air was filled with wolf-whistles and cat-calls. Then a familiar voice shouted, “You go, _____! Get some!”

ˇUsted abraza su hombre, muchacha!” said another voice.

“Now do that again,” said yet another, “but this time with more passion! Moan a little!”

My face turned a bright red as I realized what was going on. I scrambled to get off Alfred and tried to push the lid up, but it wouldn’t budge. My eyes widened. “Wait a minute. Are you guys on the footlocker?!”

“Kesesesese~! Yep~! Now come on and kiss your man!”

I scowled, then looked back down at Alfred with an obvious blush on my face.

Alfred smirked. “Lemme try.” He placed his hands on the lid and pushed hard, a grunt passing his lips. With just that one push he was able to knock the Bad Touch Trio off and open the footlocker. My jaw dropped slightly, and I froze in pure shock. He sat up, gently pushing me up with him. His hands on my shoulders, he smiled at me and asked, “You alright?”

I blinked at him, then nodded. “Y-Yeah.”

We both climbed out of the footlocker, and Alfred looked back at the Bad Touch Trio, who were still hopelessly sprawled across the floor. “Not cool, dudes!”

Gilbert smirked as he pushed himself off the floor. “Aw, c’mon! At least you two hit it off!” He smirked when he noticed the slight blushes on my and Alfred’s faces. “Und as a bonus, you won the game! Now you two are ‘it’!”

Alfred and I looked at each other, then laughed. “Fine, fine,” I said. “We’ll play again. But we’re not going in any more footlockers.”

Gilbert cackled. “No promises~!”
Sorry it took so long...But whatevs!

-England's: [link]
-Italy's: [link]
-Prussia's: [link]
-Spain's: [link]
-Scotland's: [link]
-Germany's: [link]
-Romano's: [link]

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JazzyLick Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2014
Omg I just imagine the smirk on Alfie's face as he pushes them off XD

animeforever01 Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2014  Hobbyist
Russia? He needs some love!
Bloodstar240 Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2014
Russia or France.... O//////oRussia (Happy) [V5] Russia (Says Hi) [V2] Russia push down Latvia [V3] France (Sneaky) [V2] nose bleed 
badassgermanchick Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
JadetheKidR9 Featured By Owner Feb 12, 2014   General Artist
-gets out waffle iron- I WILL KILL YOU ALL!!! -runs after Trio while their screaming their *sses off and Al is laughing his off-
kurino-sama-alpha Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014
very nice!! my preferred kitchen utensil is a miniature frying pan...that sometimes is on fire...*innocent face while holding flaming mini frying pan, aura darker than Izumi Curtis's forms*
JadetheKidR9 Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2014   General Artist
wonderful!! -takes out stapler gun and staples trio to wall- I also love using a stapler gun too!!
kurino-sama-alpha Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2014
and aww!! we should've hogtied them and hung them from a sturdy tree branch. can anyone say, "pinata"? *grins sadistically*
JadetheKidR9 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014   General Artist
(Alfred) -starts to run away but a dagger soars past his head- SH*T
(Me) GTF BACK HERE MORON!! -runs after Alfred with a sack and rope-
kurino-sama-alpha Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014
*grabs a rope. turns it into a lasso and gets the rope around the 3 idiots. pulls them off the wall. hogties them up. drags them outside to a nice and sturdy tree. throws the rope over a branch. pulls them up until they're about 6 ft off the ground. ties the rope around the trunk and makes a strong knot* ok everyone!! if these dumbasses have ever wronged you, then grab a blunt object and step right up to give them a good whack!! now, it's limited to 3 hits per turn, so you have to make them count!!~
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