2P!EnglandXReader (Pt. 4-5) Intermission

Tears stung my eyes when I came home one night. Not one of the nations wanted to celebrate ___'s birthday with me. They never did each year I asked. But just once was all I wanted of them!

Sadly I held up a folded blanket that I made myself and spread it over ___'s sleeping form. "H-happy birthday, ___." My lip quivered as I smiled, "You don't have to say anything, love, I know you like it."

Then the door was kicked open.

I turned to see America holding a big box while grinning like an idiot. His black sunglasses flashed as he neared the bed, "YO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER FU-" He stopped himself from swearing by holding up the present.

"Y-you…came."

"Dude, this is ___'s birthday!"

"You didn't come before…" Gently I stroked ___'s cheek, trying to act as if I wasn't appreciating America's effort to brighten my day. Hiding my happiness was difficult though.

"Well I have a date night with Canada on this day. It's how we celebrate ___. Even though she isn't…awake, or talks, or whatever, she's always been here!"

Biting my lip, I tried to understand this "date night" thing. Was it incest? I-I think that's what is happening between America and Canada. Well I surely didn't raise them to be that way!

"Oh, the present is a bunch of clothes. I thought a new wardrobe for you to dress her in would be cool." He placed the box beside the closet door before smacking me on the back, "SO! Another year, huh?"

"Y-yeah."

Canada stormed into the room, "YOU LEFT ME AT THE GAS STATION!"

"Well you were taking too long!"

"Excuse ME for trying to find your d-stupid soda!"

America laughed, "I like it when you're angry."

Reddening, Canada gave America a two liter bottle of Coca-Cola before standing beside the bed. He leaned down and kissed ___'s forehead, "Happy birthday."

The feeling of happiness bubbled up inside me to see my happy family together.