It All Began With A... (Hetalia x Reader)

It All Began With A...
Chapter Seventeen
Going Shopping

{A.N.  Look at my P!NK OUT fan art xD Finland, Sweden, Amber, Denmark, Iceland. Norway would be there too if he wasn't working on figuring out that portal spell >_>}

"Soo..." Denmark spoke as he sat at the foot of the bed Norway was asleep on, "What's wrong with him?" He asked America who was busy balancing a burger on Norway's forehead, "Huh? Oh, well, I mean, nothing's wrong with him, he's just sleeping."

Denmark nodded slowly as he stood up, "Are you sure now?" He asked sternly.

"Psh! Hell to the yeah, man. I've been doing this doctoring stuff since I wanted to be Mr. Coach Prof. Hero Dr. Jones, I'm going to earn all the titles... All of them."

"Well then.. Do you know when he'll wake up then?" Denmark asked as the burgers fell off and Alfred stumbled to catch them before they hit the ground, "Maybe in like a few hours or so, anyway, I really have to get back to ______ and Canada. You can't keep dragging me back here because you're worried about him." He spoke, balancing a burger on Norway's forehead once again.

"I guess so." Denmark replied, "Well then, you've got two people to get back to and I've got a dance concert to prepare for." He laughed.

America grinned, nodding, "Right then, you can keep the burgers, I've got plenty of them, later!" He waved as he tossed two of them over to Denmark as he left the room.

Denmark glanced over at Norway and let out a sigh, "You'll be fine." He said as he left the room as well.

--- Mr. Coach Prof. Hero Dr. Jones' P.O.V. ---

"Hey America!" Canada spoke as I entered the living room. Both he and _____ were playing video games on the floor in front of the television.

"Sup dudes?" I smiled as I ran over and sat down beside ____. She had taken a shower earlier to try to relax herself so her hair was up. Her (colour) eyes were glued to the screen as she beat Canada in a race, "Hah!" She laughed, pointing to Canada.

"Aw.. I was so close to winning, too!" He sighed, smiling as she turned towards me, "It's your turn to lose now, hero!" She smirked, handing me a remote.

"If you think you can beat me, you are greatly mistaken, now. So let's not get ahead of ourselves." I spoke, turning towards the television.

-

Her cheering continued in the background as I stayed frozen, staring at the colourful screen, "How the fruk did I lose?" I heroically whined.

"Hey!" Someone shouted, causing me to shake off my disappointment on the obviously rigged game.

I looked over only to see ugh... "Who are you?" I asked the grey eyed brunette. He frowned as his hands turned into fists, "I've known you ten years!" He hissed.

"And what an impression you have made on me." I responded.

"Ugh..." He face palmed, "My. name. is Johnny." He answered.

"Just Johnny?" I asked.

"No, you American idiot!" He shouted.

"Hey, I like that song!" ____ chirped, causing all three of us besides Johnny to laugh.

"Stop laughing! You're using my game system without my permission!" He shouted, "I wan't you to apologise now."

"Ugh, just because there's a 'J' on it doesn't mean it's yours." I stated, seeing a 'J' shaped sticker on top of the game box.