“No”
“WHAT!? YOU PRAT!”America, England and France were standing in the allied powers conference room, England shoving America onto the wall, his fists tightly clutching America’s collar.
“I said no, what? Are your ears full of tea? Do I need to speak more slowly?” America rolled his eyes as he looked down at the shorter man, “Are all British people this dumb?” England’s eye twitched, he let go of America, “Oh? Did that get through your thick sku-” England cut him off as he threw a strong punch and hit America in the face. He then took his other fist and punched him in the nose. America’s knees buckled as his head hit the wall behind him. He fell over, his hands covering his face, tucking his legs to his stomach.
“ENGLAND!” France grabbed England’s shoulders as he looked at America, I little pool of blood forming under his head, and back to England. England pushed France away and walked over to America, grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head up. America looked at England with a frightened expression, tears now streaming down his cheeks and blood gushing from his nose.
“I’m-”
“NO!” England screamed in America’s face. America closed his eyes as more tears started falling. “I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT! YOU THINK YOU’RE ALL THAT!? YOU THINK YOU CAN SAY ANYTHING AND NO ONE WILL CARE!? YOU CAN DO ANYTHING AND NO ONE WILL STOP YOU!? YOU’RE SO SPOILED YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL WHEN YOU’RE HURTING PEOPLE!!!” England stared at America, who was now sobbing, not even making an effort to get away from him. England scowled as he pushed America’s head onto the ground, still gripping his hair, “ I can’t stand you anymore, you pompous git!” England leaned down and hissed in America’s ear, “Our bond, our friendship, our alliance, everything, it’s all gone, from now on we’re enemies” America let out another loud sob. “ I’m waging war on you America”
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