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Hahaha Arthur, Dude calm down you’ll think of something!” America yelled at the other blonde across the room, but England couldn’t stop blabbering about how he couldn’t think of a unique way of proposing to you.
“You don’t get it Alfred, [Name] is a special lady! She needs to be proposed to in style!” America sweat dropped.
After a few minutes, England finally plopped down in his desk chair and began to slam his head down on the table rapidly. America franticly ran across the room and stopped England.
“Are you crazy!”
A smile slowly formed on England’s face. “Nope, I’m a genius!”
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“Ummm, Arthur is there a reason why I’m here?” you asked the blonde who was bustling around the kitchen.
“Yes love. I really wanted you to taste this new pie recipe I received not to long ago. Now go and watch television.” You groaned. After eating that pie you would have another visit to the hospital… for a third time. You really couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes he gave you every time he showed you a new “cuisine”.
-
Meanwhile, England was placing a wedding ring in a very deformed pastry.
‘She’s going to love this!’ England thought while bringing the pie towards you.
“Wow Artie, It looks…. edible.” you said trying to ease your terrified stomach.
“Woah your stomach is growling pretty loud [Name], but don’t eat too quickly, love.”
“Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.”
You picked up the fork off doom and placed it into the pie. “Hey Artie why don’t you get me something to drink.”
You wanted to distract the man so you could dispose of this new creation. “Alright, love.” England made his way towards the kitchen.
One he was out of sight, you quickly picked up the pie, but something was off. When you picked it up something hard “clanged” against the side of the pan. Grabbing the fork again, you began to fish around inside the pastry. “Aha~” you had found the object and pulled it out.
Your breath hitched in your throat and tears spilled out of your eyes. A gorgeous wedding ring was on the fork, gleaming in the light.
“Arthur. Please come in here.” England rushed in and was soon glomped by a [h/c] woman. “Arthur, This is the most romantic way of asking a girl!” England heart filled with joy. “So does that mean yes, [Name].
“Of course~”
Extended Ending
“So are you gonna finish the pie?’
*Smack*
“HELL NO!”
“You don’t get it Alfred, [Name] is a special lady! She needs to be proposed to in style!” America sweat dropped.
After a few minutes, England finally plopped down in his desk chair and began to slam his head down on the table rapidly. America franticly ran across the room and stopped England.
“Are you crazy!”
A smile slowly formed on England’s face. “Nope, I’m a genius!”
-
“Ummm, Arthur is there a reason why I’m here?” you asked the blonde who was bustling around the kitchen.
“Yes love. I really wanted you to taste this new pie recipe I received not to long ago. Now go and watch television.” You groaned. After eating that pie you would have another visit to the hospital… for a third time. You really couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes he gave you every time he showed you a new “cuisine”.
-
Meanwhile, England was placing a wedding ring in a very deformed pastry.
‘She’s going to love this!’ England thought while bringing the pie towards you.
“Wow Artie, It looks…. edible.” you said trying to ease your terrified stomach.
“Woah your stomach is growling pretty loud [Name], but don’t eat too quickly, love.”
“Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.”
You picked up the fork off doom and placed it into the pie. “Hey Artie why don’t you get me something to drink.”
You wanted to distract the man so you could dispose of this new creation. “Alright, love.” England made his way towards the kitchen.
One he was out of sight, you quickly picked up the pie, but something was off. When you picked it up something hard “clanged” against the side of the pan. Grabbing the fork again, you began to fish around inside the pastry. “Aha~” you had found the object and pulled it out.
Your breath hitched in your throat and tears spilled out of your eyes. A gorgeous wedding ring was on the fork, gleaming in the light.
“Arthur. Please come in here.” England rushed in and was soon glomped by a [h/c] woman. “Arthur, This is the most romantic way of asking a girl!” England heart filled with joy. “So does that mean yes, [Name].
“Of course~”
Extended Ending
“So are you gonna finish the pie?’
*Smack*
“HELL NO!”
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Settler!EnglandxIndian!Reader-Pt.2
Arthur walked out of the brush with a smile on his face. he was excited that he had met an indian only moments upon boarding the island and a pretty one at that. And to top it all off, she could speak the English Language, even if it was barely.
He couldn't wait to tell his crew members. Wait..
Arthur stopped in his tracks in thought. Should he tell them? if he did, they might be amazed but would surely rush in search of you and take you back to England where they might sale you off like a slave. Arthur didn't want that and if he'd any hope of seeing the indian girl again, he would need to keep quiet about his encounter.
Nodding to himself
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BTLG -A Mystified Gentleman- England x Reader
“eeeeeehhhhhhhggggggg”
You woke up on something hard. Slowly opening your eyes, you saw that you were lying on concrete but as you looked on you saw grass growing to your far right. You turned your head to see that you were in fact in the backyard of a large mansion. You gave a groan as you slowly sat up. Your hand was held against your head. ‘Ugh I feel like my head is throbbing’.
Sadly your headache got worse when you heard two voices yelling at each other inside the house. One person sounded like he had an American accent while the other one had a…. British accent?
‘A-Arthur?’
“Get out o
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England x Bubbly!Reader - Tea Love Part 4
You rolled about in your sleep, hands grasping at thin air, dreaming of roasted puffin on a stick. At your bedside Emil watched your sleeping face. Normally you were bouncing off the walls with happiness, but when you were asleep you were actually sort of cu...NO!!!
"Do not think that!" Emil chided himself.
You were an overgrown child, and if he thought about you like that no good could come of it. Besides, he thought, Mr. Puffin can read minds.
"Nnnnng." you groaned. "Key...Arkur, damn blugly brikish skupik man!"
The blond's eyebrows rose.
He...would ask you about that later. He sighed, and stood up. You, (f/n l/n), were one angurvær kex
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Imagine if we actually did eat it and this happened:
England: So darling, will you?
Me:......Will I what?
England: Huh? The ring, love
Me:.......what ring?
England: *facepalms* Love....you didn't.....eat it...did you?
Me:.......Artie, I don't feel so good *rubs stomach*
England: *sighs, picking up his cellphone* I'll call the doctor, poppet