It was a little past one in the morning when the personification of that burger chomping nation of freedom we all know and love got home from working with his boss. The leader of the free world was a busy man, and he made sure that his nation was busy too with plans to better life in America. America just wanted to better his stomach with a big mac and then get some sleep. Despite his drooping eyelids he felt himself pulled to the computer by that addictive power technology has, and he signed into his IM account to see if a certain British gentleman felt chatty. Lo and behold Iggy was signed in, it was a more decent hour over on his end of the pond but it was still early.
The_Original_Captain_America: sup bro! Why da hell r u up at six in da morning?
Gentleman-Sherlock: oh use proper English won't you, twit? Some of us like to get out of bed at a decent time to focus on work rather than drag our lazy arses out of bed near noon.
The_Original_Captain_America: harsh Igster...but during noon its not bright and painful!
Gentleman-Sherlock: you accuse me of having skewed sleeping patters when you're awake at bleeding midnight? Get some rest git!
Gentleman-Sherlock: and don't call me "Igster"!
The_Original_Captain_America: awww but I wanted to chat with youuuuuuuuu! D: I miss yoooooooou! And dude its more like one in the morning here!
Gentleman-Sherlock: well its not my fault you take more than one timezone for yourself!
The_Original_Captain_America: I'm a big boy!
Gentleman-Sherlock: ...more like wide
America pouted as he regarded the screen of his laptop from where he was changing into less formal clothes, he then poked at his belly as he slipped on the baggy red sweatshirt and prepared his strongly worded reply.
The_Original_Captain_America: harsh man. I'm hurt. I've been dieting.
England laughed as he imagined the childish look on America's face right now. It went without knowing that America's idea of dieting was most likely switching to diet coke and eating five hamburgers instead of ten. Even so he could never say the boy was fat, maybe a little cuddly but his constant workouts kept off all the weight. England was secretly glad that America was still awake and talkative, although he still felt mostly annoyance at having been bothered while in the middle of a business meeting via IM with Japan, he noticed himself slipping from Kiku's conversation over to Alfred's more and more often.
Gentleman-Sherlock: *scoffs* of course you have.
The_Original_Captain_America: At least I'm not short!
Gentleman_Sherlock: I don't mind my height, at least I'll never be called an airhead.
Gentleman-Sherlock: as in head in the clouds
Gentleman-Sherlock: unable to read the atmosphere
America smirked. He could read the atmosphere as well as the next guy, maybe better. And yet he was famous for saying things out of turn when they were least needed, simply because he chose to ignore the atmosphere. He didn't know when it had started but he found pretending to be ignorant was easier, that way you didn't look like you understood all of the painful things going on in the real world.
The_Original_Captain_America: ...*blank stare*
Gentleman-Sherlock: whats wrong, Alfred? *smirks*
Gentleman-Sherlock: ...my eyebrows what?
The_Original_Captain_America: THEY MAKE TEXAS LOOK SMALL!
Gentleman-Sherlock: I've been alive much longer than you lad its going to take more than that to insult me.
The_Original_Captain_America: oh right forgot you're an old man
Gentleman-Sherlock: not even close, Alfred. Try again.
Gentleman-Sherlock: come on Alfred you know I treat you better than most, don't pout now lad.
The_Original_Captain_America: treat me better? What am I a dog? Oh no wait those were the colony days.
America glared at the glowing screen, maybe he went too far with that one, but it was frustrating that he couldn't get a reaction out of England. He had this way of slipping into a mature calm act whenever he wanted when normally he would just blush and stammer some British cussing angrily. Besides, the cocky attitude was getting America pissed.
Gentleman-Sherlock: you know what I mean, Alfred.
America blushed bright red. What was he getting at? His fingers hovered over the keyboard and he tried to think of a flirtaous response when...
Gentleman-Sherlock: you know I have a soft spot for you lad, I'd like to think it's the same for you.
Oh man the little brother speech again. Bonerkill. Alfred sighed and put those excited emotions back where they came from.
The_Original_Captain_America: oh come on Artie you know you're my favorite to tease!
Favorite to tease? What did the bloody fool mean by that? England's eyebrows furrowed, he really ought to just send the sleep deprived boy to bed, he had pulled enough all nighters as it was and this conversation was simply causing them to both pout like children.
The_Original_Captain_America: you also know that that means you're my friend
"Of course I bleeding know, you twat. You tease the ones you love in some stupid way of showing affection." England grumbled. "Fine, friends. I can settle with that for now." he blushed, closing his eyes and rubbing at his temples.
The_Original_Captain_America: yeah England and America the superhero duo takin' on da world!
Gentleman-Sherlock: I suppose every clueless Batman needs a Robin
America almost squealed for joy, England just willing signed up to be his sidekick! Putting the clueless comment aside he had just called America the hero and signed up for sidekick duty! Still...he had to flirt a little more...
The_Original_Captain_America: you're pretty clueless yourself, England
England blushed again, this time his entire face burning up with the embarassment.
"He knows?" he whimpered.
Gentleman-Sherlock: o-only because I choose to be!
Gentleman-Sherlock: SHUT UP! GIT!
Gentleman-Sherlock has signed off.
America laughed, it was just like Iggy to storm off like that once he got close to dragging out his true feelings. He closed his laptop and flopped back onto his bed, his sore eyelids drooping.
"That stubborn Brit...I'll let him go this time because I'm tired...but next World Meeting he's mine~."
Honda-San: Igirisu-San, is something wrong? You have not responded in over five minutes.
Gentleman-Sherlock: uh...everything is fine Kiku, I just had a pesky American bother me is all
Honda-San: I see...and did America-San say anything interesting?
England burried his face in his hands for a moment then let out a sigh. "Captain Kirkland, The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland you are not some lovestruck schoolgirl get it together!" he commanded himself.
Gentleman-Sherlock: absolutely nothing of the sort. Total rubbish. Just nonsense spewed from a tired overworked teenager!
Honda-San: of course, England-san
Honda-San has signed off