Late and I don't even give a damn right about now. Enjoy.
Title: The Fourth o' July
Author/Artist: Me~
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America/England, America, England, Sealand with some other countries
Rating: PG but there's some language and stuff.
Warnings: Language and real life situations turned Hetalia.
Summary: America was never the sharpest tool in the shed, or the fastest firework in the tube. Neither was the one that exploded in his face leaving England to take care of the concussed man while Sealand despises not having all the attention.
“Not your fault!? America, you lit a firework off and stuck your face in the tube! You are a bloody moron!” As always, my fanfic archive is located
here for convince.