"This'll teach ol' eyebrows a thing or two!" America cackled to himself as he put the finishing touches on his masterpiece.
So it wasn't exactly his proudest moment ever.
Canada's eyes darted left and right suspiciously as he let out a nervous breath. "It really wasn't that big of a deal…" he mumbled, not even sure why or how he got dragged into this situation in the first place. "I think you're taking this a little too far…"
America scoffed; stepping down from the ladder and tossing his brother the now empty can of spray-paint. "No Mattie. England is the one who took things too far." With a grin, he stepped back and admired his handwork. "Not bad if I do say so myself. What do you think?"
Canada sighed, cuddling Kumajiro closer to his chest. "I think England is going to kill you."
"I'd like to see him try!" He laughed, gathering his things into his backpack and zipping it shut. "Next time he'll think twice about re-naming my buildings."
Canada blinked in surprise. "Is that what this is all about? You're still upset about that? It's been over a year…"
"Yes I'm still upset!" America exclaimed. "You can't just re-name the Sears Tower! It's the Sears Tower!"
"It's Willis Tower now, actually."
America glared, shoving the heavy backpack into Canada's arms. "I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that."
Canada sighed struggling to adjust the bag onto his back. "It's not like he did it behind your back or anything…he must have gotten your permission somehow."
"I had to be drunk or something. I would never ever give him permission to re-name my Sears Tower if I was sober."
Canada sighed and diligently followed behind his brother quietly as they left the scene of the crime. With a groan, he straightened the heavy backpack on his shoulders, noting to himself that the immensely stronger America carried nothing but the clothes on his back. "Was it really necessary for me to come along? You could have handled this fine on your own…"
"Needed a lookout," he replied simply.
With a little stumble over the weight of the pack, Canada rolled his eyes. "Of course you did." He looked down at Kumajiro and sighed, defeated. "How do I always get myself in these messes, Kumojumbo?"
"Who are you?"
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
England grumbled, turning himself over and rather unceremoniously smacking his alarm around until it finally shut the fuck up.
Without opening his eyes, he mechanically wrapped himself in his robe, slipped on his slippers and stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen where he placed his favorite old teakettle on the stove.
Like clockwork, his paper was delivered at the exact time he stepped outside to retrieve it and with a small smile and wave to his paperboy, he picked up the paper and staggered back to the kitchen to retrieve his morning tea. Once everything was in order, England made himself comfortable at his kitchen table. He took a small sip of tea, opening his paper and-
…Promptly spit it out again.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
Glaring back at him, in all its printed, and now slightly damp with tea, glory was his very own Big Ben.
And it had a gigantic penis spray painted on the side of it.
Under the crude phallic design in barely legible print, were the words "Don't be so cocky, England! My 'Willy' is bigger!"
England was out his door as fast as his slippered feet would carry him. Proper attire be damned.
He was going to kill America.
On March 12, 2009, it was announced that Willis Group Holdings, a London-based insurance broker, would be changing the name of Chicago's Sears Tower to Willis Tower. Why yes, I am from Chicago and why yes, I was quite pissed. XD
Well there you have the prologue! Don't worry, this will be as short as the chapters get, I promise. I just had to kick this off in a fun exciting way! You heard that right, CHAPTERS! I'm doing Something multi-chaptered! Holy shit!
...Okay, so I need your help. I have this nasty little habit of not finishing multi-chaptered things. I posted this for that exact reason, so that I can get encouragement. SO! Review and such and you'll be a big help! Let me know what you think!