Fashion

                 

 

Since most of America's citizens are always in a tizzy about the latest fashions, America is a closet fashionista and he hates it.

 

"Alright, I'm ready." England said as he came down the stairs of his house. France, Canada, and America were all waiting for him in his foyer. The World Meeting was in London this time, so the FACE Family decided to get a tour from England around the city.

The three counties stared at England, however, when they saw what he was wearing. Canada and America stared at the man in horror as France stifled his laughter.

"What is it you're laughing at now, frog?" England growled out. France was about to comment on his friend's fashion choices, but America beat him to it.

"Oh, Britain, that hat with that shirt? Good God, that style went out four seasons ago. And then those shoes! What is this? World's worst fashion day? Please. Come on, I'll help you pick out something decent to wear."

America brushed past his older brother and went up to his room. He was already going through the closet when his brothers got there.

"Here, this shirt and jacket will go well with that hat; and it would be in everyone's best interest if you burned those shoes and wore these instead." America said, coming out of the closet and holding the items of clothing he mentioned. Canada and England shared a look while France stared at America in utter shock.

"U-um... America...? Are you feeling alright...?" Canada asked, taking a step to his twin.

It was like he came out of a trance; America blinked a few times, stared blankly at the three countries, then his eyes widened in panic.

"A-ahahaha...! Yo, dudes, I'm just messing with you! You didn't honestly believe that, did you? HA! Fooled you so much!"

"But... your choices were good..." France said, "better than good..."

"What aren't you telling us, Alfred F. Jones?" England demanded as he crossed his arms.

Oh no, America thought, England used my human name... He only uses my human name when he's upset! Well, I did kinda insult him...

"Alfred? Explain yourself."

America hung his head. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. That just happens sometimes, randomly. My people are always obsessed with fashion, so it rubs off on me as well..."

A look of understanding passed through the faces of the family, the same thing happens to them all. But they were better at hiding it than America.

"Come on, Yankee, don't worry about it." England said, patting the boy's shoulder. "It happens to us all. Go wait downstairs again, I'm going to change."

America nodded and trailed behind Canada and France when leaving the room. He felt terrible about what he did. And he let his secret fashionista out, nonetheless!

"So... You are a closet fashionista, mon ami?" France smirked.

"Ahh! Please don't call me that!"

The rest of their time together, the oldest members of the FACE Family teased America endlessly.

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