Melting the Ice 1E
anonymous
March 6 2010, 01:10:20 UTC
England side and continued to gaze off to the side. “…I…lo…t...” America could only make a few of the nearly inaudible syllables the escaped England’s lips. “What?” He asked, arching one dark blonde eye brow. “I love you too!” England shouted in frustration as he squeezed his eyes shut. And that was really all it took to send the tall blonde American over the edge of happiness. He gathered the blonde Brit up in his arms and pulled him into a spine crunch bear hug and lifted him off the ground, spinning in circles. “That’s so awesome Iggy!” He laughed excitedly. “Put me down this instant you git!” England fumed to which America placed him down and grabbed his hand, dragging England behind him back to the arena. “Let’s go hold hands in front of the others!” He exclaimed excitedly; 100% ready to proudly show off his new relationship with England. “Slow down Alfred! Not so fast!” England complained behind him, using America’s real name as a sort of affectionate pet name. Alfred didn’t listen, his excited laughs too loud to hear England’s protests. But knowing there was no way to get through that thick skull and one track mind of him England just smiled and let himself be dragged out back to the ice.
“What?” He asked, arching one dark blonde eye brow.
“I love you too!” England shouted in frustration as he squeezed his eyes shut. And that was really all it took to send the tall blonde American over the edge of happiness. He gathered the blonde Brit up in his arms and pulled him into a spine crunch bear hug and lifted him off the ground, spinning in circles.
“That’s so awesome Iggy!” He laughed excitedly.
“Put me down this instant you git!” England fumed to which America placed him down and grabbed his hand, dragging England behind him back to the arena.
“Let’s go hold hands in front of the others!” He exclaimed excitedly; 100% ready to proudly show off his new relationship with England.
“Slow down Alfred! Not so fast!” England complained behind him, using America’s real name as a sort of affectionate pet name. Alfred didn’t listen, his excited laughs too loud to hear England’s protests. But knowing there was no way to get through that thick skull and one track mind of him England just smiled and let himself be dragged out back to the ice.
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