Axis Powers: Hetalia

-Sees the three and bows myhead slightly to hide my grin, waiting for them to go in the kitchen-
I see Italy

-I start walking around and sees Germany and walks over, my feet making slight noise clapping against the wall-

Did you arrange this?

-nods, looking up at her, my face showing no emtotion-
I did indeed, i hear you along with American and Britain are great cooks

-Shrugs-

I made some food at one time. -Takes a drink of wine- as America and England mak their way to the kitchen- See ya.

-I follow them checking the oven and stove-

What are we making?

England: I had an idea for soup for an appetizer, maybe roast for a main course.

America: What happened to hamburgers?

-Looks at America, putting on apron- How about sliders?

America: -grins- Good enough.

-grins, walking away form the kitchen and grabbing Italy by the arm-
Time to go my Pasta crazed friend

Italy: -Looks at germany- What did you do?

-I start up the oven, seeing it not heat up. It soon does as we put the food we prepared in -I lean against the counter next to it hearing buzzing-

That's not good.

England: -Looks up- What's wrong?

-Looks at it as it sparks and goes up in flame, some of my arm being caught I fall back grabbing it, through choked tears-

What the f***!?

America: Jamaica!

England: Jamaica!

-runs outside the complex as the ovens in the kitchen all go off, causing a massive explosion and i nthe sky the smoke forms in words "Nazi Oven Power Bitches!!!"-
Beautiful...

-England picks up Jamaica, trying to get her out as everyone runs out of the bbuilding, America runs out with the Others as England tries to carry her with the smoke, and runs into his room, closing the door immediately as q huge cloud of smoke passes by-

England: You alright? -He looks at Jamica's arm from the wrist to the elbow burned-

-Shakes head, through choked tears- N-No..

-He strokes her tears- Calm down, Jamaica. -He runs and makes sure she lies down and runs to get cold towels and aloe-


Italy: I don't see Jamaica or England! But America's out here!

-leans back against tree, humming-
They'll be fine

-England comes back, putting the wet rags on her head and slowly wipes over the burns-

England: Let me know if it hurts..

-I shout out, gritting my teeth- It hurts, it hurts..

-England runs his hand through my hair and starts wrapping my arm with rags and aloe, and sits me up some, wiping my face-

Calm down, Ms Jamaica..

-I lean against him, gritting my teeth and trying to figure out who did this-


I can never after this, Arthur.

-He tilts my head up, and leans in before kissing me, our lips locked. My injured arm slowly lowers as he pulls away-

I think you can.

-stands up, seeing the smoke words slowly fade-
Thats what life is for

America: -Looks over at Germany and growls- You her hurt.



-I lean against England, as he starts wrapping my arm with cloth and gauze, I wince and he just smiles smally-

England: Sorry, rough hands.

-I shake my head-

I don't blame you. -I grin some-

(... what i miss??)

-looks at america and raises an eyebrow-
Did what?

(There was a dinner party and Jamica, America and Britain were fooled by germany and the oven exploded, burnign Jamaica's arm and she and England are sort of stuck inside until the smoke clears)


America: Damn it, you cause the oven to explode! Now Jamica and England are stuck inside and she's severely hurt because of you!

-Everyone looks up and while inside England runs his fingers in my hair-


England: You need to get into looser clothes.

-Looks at him- This is your room.

-He grins some, and pulls out a pull over-

Incase my nieces ever traveled with me. It's big and it would never fit.

-I grin and get up slowly, England walks me to the bathroom as I close the door and come back out, and I sit on the bed again-

Never trust a German with an oven
-grins and laughs-

- looks at the burning fire and walks up to them - what? you guys afraid of getting burnt? - looks around the building, knocking on a few places on the wall, then grins and hits it, part of the wall falls down - found an entrance/exit..

America: -Growls and walks away, with everyone staring after him and back at Italy and Germany-

-I lay against England, laying my head on his shoulder- He yawns and outstretches his arm-

England: You should get some sleep.

-I put a finger on his lips and kiss him- Thank You, England.

-He smiles and kisses me back, lowering me down against the bed and lays by me, kissing my neck and cheek-

- walks in and covers mouth with my elbow - 'ello-- i mean. hello? anyone here?!

((THANKS FOR POSTING 4 PAGES!!! >.<))

*Sits in room*

-stands in the kitchen in my house, cutting tomatoes-

-Head shoots up as England looks at me, as I start putting on my normal clothes and limp to the door opening it-

Over here, Leuitenant!

-Coughs as some ash comes in-

- sees the door open and runs towards it. - so far it's a clean trail to the opening. Just do the obvious and stay low

-Coughs as I lean against england for support- Where's the exit, Mr. Sparrow? -Coughs again harshly-

- points down the hall and coughs a bit - right down here. Come on! - starts to walk quickly down the hall. making sure they are close behind -