An USUK for my sister, so she'll give my pillow back!

This is exactly what it sounds like, an USUK one shot for my little sister so she would give back one of my pillows she stole. Warning, I wrote this in less then an hour. Pairings: USUK, duh. And Minor Franada.

It was after the world meeting in England. The personification of said nation was talking to the personification of France. Why he would want to? Love~!

Yes, England was in L.O.V.E. With whom? America! The United States of fucking America!

And since France was the nation of love, it only made sense to ask him about it. Which leads us to the current situation.

France and England fighting.

"Just tell him!" France yelled.

"NO!" England yelled back.

"I can guarantee that he will like you back!"

"No you can't!"

"If you don't tell him, I will!"

"No! When we started, you said wouldn't tell anyone! That included America."

"God! You both are such pains in my ass!"

That got England's attention. "W-what?"

France realized that he let slip something he shouldn't have, and covered his mouth. This made England's interest rise.

"What do you mean by 'both'?" HE looked at France, who was shaking his head. "Frog?"

France sighed. "A while back, America came to me about your very same problem: he liked someone, but thought they didn't like him back. We have been working for weeks to get the idiot to at least realize America's feelings."

"Oh." England said. "But then, if you know that America likes someone else, why do you keep trying to get me to ask him out?"

France facepalmed.

"Because he likes you." A new voice explained.

The two European countries jumped. Standing in the doorway was America. England's breath caught in his throat. America was so... Yes! 3

"But you were to delirious to see it."

"Ahhh! America," France stated. "What brings you back?"

"Your fight." America explained. "And I forgot my briefcase in the break room." He showed them the forgotten case. "But that's beside the point! France! You said you wouldn't tell! You promised!"

"No!" England jumped in. "I'm glad he told me. Otherwise I don't think I would have been brave enough to do this!" He dragged America down to his face and kissed his idiot. America made a shocked sound, before settling into the kiss.

France cheered. "Lamour has been spread some more~! Now I'm off to see my sweet Canada~" France left the two kissing nations in search of his boyfriend.

"But Papa," Canada said. "I've been here the whole time..."

Happy Sis? You got your USUK, now. Give. Back. Pillow!