A/N- All your reviews are love! ;_; I'll try to write and post up your pairing requests soon. B-b-but I'm not really used to writing romance... so please be patient? Please? Q_Q

Warning, there be slight USUK in this chapter.

.what? Why do you look so tense? Don't worry, there are no shooting nor sinking of pairings in this chapter. I'm not that cruel.


Chapter 4

The Diary of a Hero

America

It's snowing really heavily today. Blergh. Looks like I'm stuck in the house for now. All I have is Tony, the game console and my laptop. Guess it's time to start using my blog more often.

I finished Skyrim already. Can anyone recommend any other good games to play?


Comments:

I really don't know...

England

Call of Duty? That's awesome.

Prussia

You can try deer-hunter~

Russia


Subject: TEST

Testing 1,2,3.

Posted by: Tony


Subject: Bloody hell

America, the alien just posted something! What are you letting him do?

Posted by: England


Subject: Eh

Tony does has his own laptop, Iggy. I gave it to him a few years back as a gift.

Posted by: America


Subject: Hey

F*** you, f***ing limey.

Posted by: Tony


BritishGentleman: AMERICA.

TheAwesomeHero: LOL wut now Iggy?

BritishGentleman: Did you read that last post by you dear pet alien?

TheAwesomeHero: Nope, I didn't. Wait a min. I'll go check it out.

TheAwesomeHero: WHOA TONY U ROCK MAN.

BritishGentleman: USE PROPER SPELLING AND GRAMMAR, GIT!

TheAwesomeHero: It's chatspeak, old man. Nothing wrong with it.

BritishGentleman: Don't go off topic, fool! Ask that alien to delete that post of his this instance!

TheAwesomeHero: Geez, whatever, Iggy.


Subject: F***ing Limey

Not gonna delete anything. Kiss my ass.

Posted by: Tony


TheAwesomeHero: Well, I did try, Iggy.

BritishGentleman: Why that little imbecile- Two can play the game then.

TheAwesomeHero: Huh? What game do you wanna play with Tony? Destroy All Humans 2? ;D

BritishGentleman: ...not that type of game, idiot.


Subject: -

F*** you, limey.

Posted by: Tony


Subject: AMERICA

Cam you control your alien? He is really starting to get on my nerves. I cannot log on without a "F*** you, limey" greeting me in the face every time I look at the screen.

Posted by: England


Subject: New greeting

F*** you, eyebrowed limey.

Posted by: Tony


Subject: AMERICA

ARE YOU READING THIS?

IF YOU ARE, KINDLY ASK THAT ALIEN OF YOURS TO DELETE ALL HIS POSTS THAT HAS "F*** YOU LIMEY" IN THEM. OR EVEN BETTER, YOU DELETE THEM. YOU'RE A BLOODY MODERATOR, AREN'T YOU?

Posted by: England


TheAwesomeHero: Iggy, you there?

BritishGentleman: What do you want?

TheAwesomeHero: Uh, I have been trying to delete Tony's posts, but I can't.

BritishGentleman: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T?

TheAwesomeHero: Hey, don't caps lock me! I just can't delete them, ok!

BritishGentleman: Pray, do tell me the reason why. I am VERY interested in hearing your excuse.

TheAwesomeHero: Tony hacked into my account and made himself a moderator. A mod can't delete another mod's posts.

BritishGentleman: WHAT?

(CousinOfSteve has signed in)

TheAwesomeHero: Tony? Is that you, dude?

CousinOfSteve: Testing 1, 2, 3.

BritishGentleman: Why you (this word has been censored by the blog due to the consideration of other readers present) grey alien! What in the name of the queen are you doing on the chat?

CousinOfSteve: F*** you, limey.

BritishGentleman: That's it. I'm coming over right now to punch you in the face.

CousinOfSteve: Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day.

TheAwesomeHero: Huh? What?

BritishGentleman: What does Valentine's Day has to do with our grudge match?

CousinOfSteve: You like him. He like you. He think about you, You think about him. Smoochy smooch.

BritishGentleman: What are you trying to imply- WAIT WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? QULIEIQNDLQNDILQNOIPQDNQ

TheAwesomeHero: Are you saying that I like Iggy, Tony? Hey, how did you find out?

CousinOfSteve: Kissy wissy. You kiss his photo every day. Every night. Mwah mwah. Valentine's Day.

BritishGentleman: BOLLOCKS! ASJUNADKLKQWERTYUIO

TheAwesomeHero: Wait a sec, Tony. Lemme figure this out. Are you suggesting that Iggy and me go out for Valentine's Day? Is that it?

BritishGentleman: QWQWERTYUIOPAQKJDKLNDLK

CousinOfSteve: Mwah mwah. Valentine's Day. Kissy the girly.

TheAwesomeHero: OK! Haha, great idea there, Tony! You rock dude! Hey Iggy! Wanna go out together for Valentine's Day?

(BritishGentleman has signed out)

TheAwesomeHero: Ah.

CousinOfSteve: Kissy the girly. Mwah mwah. Valentine's Day.


The Musings of a British Gentleman

England

I can't believe it.

I will now take a moment to yell this to the sky...

WHY ME?

What have I ever done to get an irritating freak from outer space to bother me whenever I go online? Does Fate hates me?

It said I liked America. Yes, it really did say that.

And it tried to set me up on a date with America. On Valentine's Day. Yes, France, I can hear your laughing. Shut up, frog.

Bloody hell... no way I am going out with that Yank on Valentine's Day. I have better things to do than entertain him and his crazy antics. He'll drive me up the wall and over it, that much is certain.

But... I do like America. As a brother, of course. Albeit a irritating and rather good looking younger brother. It's nothing more than that. Yes, nothing at all.

...but I just can't help but feel that there's something else... some other feeling... that feeling that you just want to punch a certain someone because he's irritating the living daylights out of you but you don't want to, because you... you're scared of losing him... wait, what kind of feeling is that supposed to be?

No, my head isn't clear now.

Ignore my ramblings, please.


Comments:

Something is clearly wrong with you, my friend.

France

Aww Iggy! Why don't you wanna go out with meeee?

America

Just because.

England

That is not a valid reason, Anglettere. You are a (supposed) gentleman. If you want to turn your boyfriend down, you must give a good reason to him. Or else, you're just being plain rude. As usual.

France

America. Is. Not. My. Boyfriend.

England

Iggy~ I know you want to take me out on Valentine's Day~

America

Sod off, twit. I am in no mood to reply your dumb comments.

England

Kiss me 'till you're drunk and I'll show you all the moves like jagger~

America

...drunk? Hey, I think I'm on to something here...

America


Subject: Yo guys!

After the meeting today, let's go out for a drink, OK?

Posted by: America


Subject: Hmmm

You're planning something for Anglettere, aren't you?

Posted by: France


Subject: RE: Hmmm

Even if I was planning something, he wouldn't know! He never checks the general blog after what Tony did to him, hahaha!

Posted by: America


The Musings of a British Gentleman

England

Great. To use America's own version of butchered English, I'm screwed. Yes, I just used American English. No, I don't give a damn now. But I'll regret it later, I suppose.

I accepted the git's offer. About going out on Valentine's Day. No, not that whole "let's-build-a-giant-superhero-to-save-the-world-from-global-warming" thing.

Again, I shall shout this out to the heavens.

WHY ME?

What's the matter, you ask? Kindly allow me to summarise what happened.

Yesterday, after we had our world meeting, America invited me for a drink along with a few others. To be honest, I didn't suspect anything at first. I just thought that he was being his usual generous but dumb self.

Little did I know the devious plan that was spinning away in his usually empty head.

So, we started drinking at a nearby pub. I tried to abstain (yes, France, unlike what you say, I do know my limits) but that brat kept calling for more and more drinks. Naturally, being the gentleman I was, I couldn't refuse the drinks.

Sad to say, I couldn't remember much after the twelfth shot of whiskey. When my mind was clear again, I was lying with my shirt off on a sofa in America's living room. There was a wet cloth pressed against my forehead, and my mind was foggy.

As I tried to rise from the sofa, America skipped in, whistling loudly to himself. I must've drank too much, because I couldn't get up at all and my body was weak. America, having noticed that I was awake, came over and leaned over me, his eyes sparkling with unseen mirth. He then asked me if I had remembered the promise I'd apparently made last night in the pub to him.

"No." I'd replied. My mind was in a mess. Could you really blame me for the incredulous look that I'd gave him then?

Seeing my bewildered expression, he proceeded to gleefully tell me what I'd promised him last night.

Last night in the pub, after a few hours of heavy drinking had passed, he'd asked me again if I could accompany him on a date on Valentine's Day. If I'd had half my mind with me then, I would have definitely turned him down straight away. But as it was (based on what Spain has told me later), I'd slopped half my glass of whiskey down my best shirt before throwing my head back and laughing insanely.

Then, I had apparently clambered onto the counter of the bar, unbuttoned my shirt and shouted out to the entire pub my answer. To quote America on what I had said: "What're yer talking 'bout, America? Of course I'll go with ya! And I'll be the best damn date you'll ever have in yer entire life, honey!" Needless to say, someone recorded that entire embarrassing incident, and it has gone viral on this video sharing website they call... Youtube, was it?

…someone please kill me now.


Comments:

Oh, I knew you'd eventually accept America's offer, Anglettere~!

France

I'll be looking forward to Valentine's Day, honey! ;D

America

WANKERS. Stop commenting on my personal blog. Don't make me block you.

England

I knew you two were together! Congratsz, England & America! :D

Spain

BWAHAHAHAHA NICE ONE ! THUMBS UP!

Prussia

But... I was going to ask America about Valentine's Day... Kolkolkol...

Russia

Is this really true, England-san?

Japan

Great going, old man. At least I can rest easier knowing you won't be so love deprived this year, unlike the last few years.

Hong Kong

That's IT. I am going to disable the comments function on my personal blog.

England


Dum dee dum, so how will their date turn out...?

Meh, I'm not really used to writing this type of genre (I usually deal with mystery, action and suspense. Yes, very dramatic.), so bear with me as I ploughed through it, OK?

For those who don't get why Tony's name is CousinOfSteve, go to Youtube, type in "HetaOni" into the search bar, then start watching the first episode. Don't watch though if you don't like character death and horror. You have been warned.

Reviews make me less inclined in killing off USUK. LOL, just kidding. (But I am seriously thinking of how to insert in FrUK. Hmmm~~)