''America have you ever wondered what flying to the moon would be like...?'' ''Yes many times My people may have been they're but I haven't.'' He grabbed me by the hand and placed a hand around my waste as we began to sway among the pale moonlight.                      ''England...'' ''Yes love?'' He took a deep breath before speaking ''Im very lucky to be where I have been and which lead me to here...*sigh* Thank you for being here with me.'' I just smiled not really knowing what to say back as we just continued to sway I rested my head on his shoulder.

''America...'' He hummed in response ''Would you fly me to the moon if you had the chance...'' He looked down at me as I stared back up at him into his eye's that shone like saphire's under the pale light. ''England as the hero I am I would take you to the moon any day.'' I just laughed slightly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. ''Glad to know.'' After that we just continued to Sway until he looked at me and asked if we wanted to go home I just nodded and we walked off to the house we shared. The rest of the night we fell asleep in our arms cuddling. ''Happy birthday Artie'' was the last thing he said to me that night.