[ Fanfic] Summer Camp Day 18

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Title: Implications

Author: Snowshoe

Words: 657

Theme: Day 18 – Sightseeing

Rating: T for language and allusions

Summary: Just three drabbles. All with one theme America can't shut his gob about.

 

 

1.

 

“ I'll kill you, nice and slow, so you can properly appreciate the feeling of your bones being broken and your very core being ripped out.” pressed the Brit out through clenched teeth and with murder in his eyes.

 

America just laughed and dragged him further up. From up there the city's lights gleamed like little embers or the sparkling eyes of dragons. They had the most different colors and there could be several hues from one color in the windows.

 

“Ahh, don't be such a killjoy. We are on a World Tour, darling. It wouldn't do to forget to go a little sightseeing. And I believe next to that weird museum with a glass roof that this is the most sought out tourist spot. That or the brothels,.”

 

But he couldn't alleviate his lover's panic and distress. Heck, Arthur even growled at him.

 

“ Don't you know what this presents of the frog? Or rather what he says it does present. I don't want to be in such a dirty pla-”

 

Yet Alfred had enough and shut the other up by pressing their lips together and kissing the hell out of each other. If any other guests of the Eiffel tour minded the free show they didn't speak up.

 

2.

 

Moaning and sweating buckets he fanned himself. It was too bloody hot here. Why had he allowed this destination in the middle of fucking summer? Why oh why?

 

And no he didn't shriek like a little girl when he was hit by ice cold water drops out of the blue and he didn't yell at the American shaking in laughter in a girly, one octave too high voice. No he didn't. That's what he tried to tell himself anyway.

 

“ Woah, there, sorry I startled you but come on~ you have played wall flower for long enough now, don't you think? I wanna be in the water with you!”

 

The git was ridiculously excited and more hyperactive than usual. As England stood up he repeated the mantra in his head that he “ didn't want to endure his stupidity, and not actually wanted to go swimming with the brat”.

 

Because of that he didn't see the growing smirk on America's face. Who chuckled and the sly added “ Let's get wet and wipe the dirty off!It will be easy. After all we are in Florida!”

 

At that the Brit flushed a deep tomato red as he yelled loudly that he had only come for the beautiful beaches and nothing else, you hear him? Nothing else!

 

America cackled evilly.

 

3.

 

“Wow, so beautiful,” Alfred breathed out amazed. And Arthur couldn't help but blush at the others compliment as they toured through London, his very heart.

 

By now they had ridden the London Eye and looked over all of his heart from high above. ( And snogged each other in it, he thought blushingly. He really hoped that nobody watched them do that.)

 

They had been at the Buckingham Palace (though that was nothing special considering that they quite regularly entered it and chatted with the Queen occasionally.)

 

The London Bridge and the few gardens they had strolled through were also very beautiful and relaxing. England smiled slightly.

 

Furthermore, the whole day America hadn't made one crack, one joke at anything of his and hadn't been perverted at all. ( Where had the boy gotten it from, this perverted side of him? Certainly not him! It was most likely the frog's fault he should have never let the other near his boys!)

 

“ So the next destination is the Big Ben?” His lover asked and brought him out of his thoughts. He opened his mouth to answer but the American continued.

 

“Well, it's not like I haven't touched it today. I wonder if it is possible to bring the Big Ben into the Big Ben?” He mused.

 

England scowled. He had spoken too soon.

 

 

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