It was a perfect day for a world meeting! The sun was shining and birds were chirping a happy song. This month's world meeting was to be held in America's country. You were the country of (c/n) and you had just gotten to the large hotel where the meeting was being held. You weren't surprised that you could already hear shouts coming from inside the conference room.

You threw open the door and walked in, seeing the familiar sight of France and England strangling each other, China trying to calm everyone down with the promise of snacks and America was standing on top of the table, proclaiming his heroism.

You had to laugh a little at America, who had a Big Mac in his right hand as he yelled about being the hero. You two had been friends ever since you were kids, you were nigh inseparable. Also, you have had a bit of a crush on the American for some time.

America saw you and leaped down, hugging you tightly.

"Hey dudette! It's so AWESOME you're here!" he cried, still trapping you in his death grip.

"Alfred...can't...breathe...!" you coughed out, gulping in air as he let you go.

"Oh sorry dudette! Guess I don't know my own strength!" he chuckled as you two moved to sit down.

The meeting had gone surprisingly well and you had even been informed that there was going to be a ball for the countries hosted tonight.. Your eyes widened as you looked at your watch, and noticed that you only had about twenty minutes to get ready!

Quickly dressing in a (f/c) dress you hurried to the ballroom, marveling at the gold and white colors of the giant room.

"(Y/N)! You're here!~" You heard Alfred shout, and you moved to avoid being tackled.

"Hey Al." you said, smiling at him. However, you were puzzled as to why his face was red.

"Why's your face red, Al? Are you sick?" you asked, putting a hand to his forehead.

"N-No I'm fine! It's look really...beautiful." he said, blushing harder.

"Thanks." you mumbled, blushing a little as well.

All of a sudden, one of Alfred's favorite songs came on through the huge speakers. You recognized it as I Need A Hero from the movie Shrek, which Alfred loved.

The music flowed around you and you smiled as Alfred extended his hand out to you, silently asking you to dance. You accepted and he walked you out to the ballroom floor.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the Gods
Where's the street wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need.

He smiled and spun you around with the music. It was amazing as the (f/c) lights flashed and you two danced around the room, not paying attention to anyone else.

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
(hero till the morning)
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
(larger than life)

You sang along with the words, making America smile. You knew that he wanted to protect people, which is why he always called himself the hero. You quickly looked around the room to see the faces of other countries, smiling happily at you two. Even England, who was normally grouchy had a grin present on his face.

Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder
And rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me

Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like a fire in my blood

You felt like the song was mocking you. This was exactly how you felt about Alfred. Looking up at him, you were shocked to see his baby blue eyes staring right back at you, a smile still present on his face. He pulled you close and spun with you to the song. You laughed because of how fast you two were spinning and that caused him to laugh as well.

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
(till the morning)
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be

larger than life


and He's gotta be strong
and he's gotta be fast
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a Hero

He dipped you gently on the very last note and you heard the sound of people clapping. You blushed and went to sit down with Alfred because you were exhausted from so much dancing. You sat at one of the tables and looked back at America who looked very nervous.

"Are you alright?" you asked him.

He nodded but then shook his head.

"Can I tell you something, (Y/N)?" he asked, smiling as you nodded.

"Um, I know that you may turn me down flat and you have the right to do so but...I love you and I was wondering...will you be my girlfriend?"

You couldn't believe it! Your long time crush was asking you out!? This was a dream come true, a definite fairy tale moment!

"YES!" You laughed, as you saw the huge smile bloom on his face.

"I GOT THE MOST AWESOME GIRL IN THE WORLD TO BE MY GIRL! I GOTTA TELL IGGY!" he shouted, pulling you to sit into his lap. He hugged you close and you smiled.

"I'll always need my hero, Al." you said quietly.

He turned red. "I'm so glad! Because a hero always needs his princess!~" he cooed kissing you softly.

You two stayed like that for the rest of the night, just sitting with each other.

Most importantly? The hero and his princess...all lived
Happily Ever After.