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"Hey, dude, can I have some?" Alfred asked, gesturing to the plate of pasta that England was picking at.

Arthur sighed. Alfred ate way too much for his own good. Without waiting for him to say anything, America pushed his own empty plate out of the way and dug his fork into Enland's plate, slurping up noodles with a grin.

England sighed again. It was just his luck - or lack therof - to have ended up sitting across from America. He glanced at Prussia, sitting next to him, to talk, but he was too wrapped up in a conversation he was having with Hungary about how awesome he was. He sighed a third time and dug into his meal, wanting to eat something before America ate it all.

Why was he here again? Right. Feleciano had opened up a restaraunt and asked everyone at the world meeting to come and eat there. Everyone else had seemed eager to come try it out, and Enlgand was too polite to refuse coming along, despite how much he had been looking forward to a quiet evening alone.

He glanced back at Alfred. How was it possible to eat and smile at the same time? Somehow the cheerful American managed it. For heaven's sake, now he was laughing! What was he even laughing at? It was awkward and strange to be so cheerful all the time. Yet somehow it suited Alfred. It was almost cute.

Wait.

No!

What was he thinking?

The noodle he was slurping suddenly gave a violent tug in the opposite direction. He glanced down at the plate of pasta, only to find it empty. Instead the other end of the noodle was...

Well shit.

Shit.

Kill him now.

Just let him die right then and there in the middle of the restaraunt.

Everyone was watching!

Shit!

His eyes met Alfred's, who looked equally afraid and confused. His face was bright red - he was sure he was in the same state - and he looked quite vulnerable.

It was kind of cute.

But before England could react, America already had. A smirk was now plastered on his face and his eyes were playful. England couldn't do anything but sit there, frozen as America slowly decreased the space betwen them, slurping up the noodle along the way.

For heaven's sake! Was he going to kiss him?!

...Didn't he know other people were watching?

You know, the thing from Lady and the Tramp (is that the title?? ugh...the thing w/ the dogs XD)

Um.... not the best title, but oh well.

USUK OVERLOAD. I need to draw something else. DX

Yeah. That's totally Prussia and Hungary there in front. And MY GOD I SUCK AT FEET -.- Do you see that table in the background? With the feet?? OMFG that's supposed to be Spain and Romano.

I fail.

~ Should I put a mature warning on this for the description? Lemme know, I don't wanna get reported. Oh also I don't own the characters.

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"Hey, dude, can I have some?" Alfred asked, gesturing to the plate of pasta that England was picking at.

Arthur sighed. Alfred ate way too much for his own good. Without waiting for him to say anything, America pushed his own empty plate out of the way and dug his fork into Enland's plate, slurping up noodles with a grin.

England sighed again. It was just his luck - or lack therof - to have ended up sitting across from America. He glanced at Prussia, sitting next to him, to talk, but he was too wrapped up in a conversation he was having with Hungary about how awesome he was. He sighed a third time and dug into his meal, wanting to eat something before America ate it all.

Why was he here again? Right. Feleciano had opened up a restaraunt and asked everyone at the world meeting to come and eat there. Everyone else had seemed eager to come try it out, and Enlgand was too polite to refuse coming along, despite how much he had been looking forward to a quiet evening alone.

He glanced back at Alfred. How was it possible to eat and smile at the same time? Somehow the cheerful American managed it. For heaven's sake, now he was laughing! What was he even laughing at? It was awkward and strange to be so cheerful all the time. Yet somehow it suited Alfred. It was almost cute.

Wait.

No!

What was he thinking?

The noodle he was slurping suddenly gave a violent tug in the opposite direction. He glanced down at the plate of pasta, only to find it empty. Instead the other end of the noodle was...

Well shit.

Shit.

Kill him now.

Just let him die right then and there in the middle of the restaraunt.

Everyone was watching!

Shit!

His eyes met Alfred's, who looked equally afraid and confused. His face was bright red - he was sure he was in the same state - and he looked quite vulnerable.

It was kind of cute.

But before England could react, America already had. A smirk was now plastered on his face and his eyes were playful. England couldn't do anything but sit there, frozen as America slowly decreased the space betwen them, slurping up the noodle along the way.

For heaven's sake! Was he going to kiss him?!

...Didn't he know other people were watching?

You know, the thing from Lady and the Tramp (is that the title?? ugh...the thing w/ the dogs XD)

Um.... not the best title, but oh well.

USUK OVERLOAD. I need to draw something else. DX

Yeah. That's totally Prussia and Hungary there in front. And MY GOD I SUCK AT FEET -.- Do you see that table in the background? With the feet?? OMFG that's supposed to be Spain and Romano.

I fail.

~ Should I put a mature warning on this for the description? Lemme know, I don't wanna get reported. Oh also I don't own the characters.