England's texts are in bold.

France's are plain.

Disclaimer: It is a travesty just how little of Hetalia I own...

Pssst, it's none :'(

Chapter 1: Autocorrect is a PITA

Wow, another boring world conference, how unusual, Arthur thought noting that he's reached the point where he had begun to be sarcastic with himself… His hands slowly glided over the smooth surface of his cell phone, he should text someone, but who? At this point he didn't really care as long as he could ignore the somniferous conversation taking place. (Well no, conversation would imply that a minimum of two people were talk, it was just Ludwig lecturing everyone's ear off in what was supposed to be a conversation that no one wanted to join in, at this point even Feliciano was sleeping, which isn't actually that odd when you think about it.) Arthur scanned the room and noticed that the Frog hadn't fallen asleep yet. Maybe he should text him? Arthur laughed at himself, and say what? He then pretended to text Francis and shivered at the thought of what he would do if he ever got the fake text, unfortunately instead of pressing delete his fingers attacked the send key….

I love you Francis, ever since I first saw you. I don't know why, but my words of love for you turn into insults as they touch the air. It's just… Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you so much it hurts; please say you feel the same.

Wow, Arthur. Je ne savais pas que tu… well, that you felt that way…

Hi*

What?

I meant hi, that entire first text was wrong.

That doesn't make any sense.

Blame auto correct.

Auto correct? It usually only messes up a few words…

I got angry and started pressing random buttons.

And then sent it?

You got it didn't you?

You couldn't have read it over, decide that the information portrayed

was misleading, and I don't know… NOT SEND THE TEXT!

I feel like I answered this already… Did you, or did you not receive the text?

Then explain why it was perfectly punctuated.

Coincidence

Or says my name?

By chance

It was a love confession! You're telling me that your 'random'

collection of words just happened to create un message qui

indique que tu es dans amouruese avec moi?

Exactly

And it just happened to quote an entire Shakespeare sonnet?

Do you deliberately ask questions to receive the same answer? No, the whole thing was a mistake except for that one part, seriously? What do you think?

That you wrote the whole thing!

Nope

Ohhh, well I was just going to say I love you too. That even though I'm the country d'amour; I have trouble expressing my feelings to you. Maybe because of just how much I'm uncontrollably in love with you. For a while I thought it was a simple infatuation that would go away with time, but it just grew stronger. As I saw your adorable smile, bushy eyebrows, and cute old-timey outfits, I realized that no amount of denial would change the feelings I had been harboring pour toi. Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais ahlor, love doesn't really need an explanation does it? I've been in love with you since the moment my eyes were graced with your presence. However, I only first realized it when I saw you come up to me avec votre cape vetre, and asked me to cut your hair, at that moment, I realized that I'd wait until the end of the world to make you mine.

Wait, really?

No, pardon, Autocorrect is really being a PITA today.

Pardon me?

PITA, text slang for Pain In The Ass (seriously, just because you dress like you're someone's grandfather doesn't mean you have to act like it, get with the times). I actually meant to write "cool", but you know how cruel autocorrect can be… ;)