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"I love you too Iggy," America smiled putting his nose in England's hair. Slowly he went off into a small doze.

England slept through the night and awoke bright and early the next morning. He stood and stretched, walking sleepily downstairs and making some tea.

America found himself half way across the bed when he woke up and noticed England was gone. His eyes widened some wondering if anything happened to him. He jumped out of bed and raced down stairs to find England with his cup of tea and he sighed in relief.

England jumped at the sound of America thundering down the stairs.
"Could you get any louder?" He asked, poking America's nose lovingly.

He blinked and smiled, "haha, I could be louder," he said poking his nose back to and was glad that he was okay.

"Oh we all know you could." England said with a laugh, kissing him lightly.

"Yeah I know right," he said kissing him back then broke away and said, "Sooo you got any food," he said with a goofy grin.

"Of course i do you twit." England huffed in response, smiling as he opened the refridgerator and tossing America and hamburger.

"Mehe! Thanks Iggy!" he said taking a bite out of the hamburger. Though it didn't taste as goods as the ones he had back at home, but he was Yo hungry to care.

England nodded, and scratched his neck before sighing.
"I'm going to go get a shower.." He said, walking upstairs. Once in the bathroom he pulled out a towel and looked in the mirror, to see the man staring back at him. He yelped in fright, and punched the mirror as hard as possible, making his fist bleed and the mirror shatter.

While England went upstairs to take a shower America looked around and sighed. He quickly searched through the fridge, wondering if there was any other food, but it was all British food. America then closed the fridge without any food and plopped down on the couch.

England stammered backwards, still seeing the man in the cracked mirror. It smirked at him, and reached out of the glass with it's black-gloved hand. England grabbed the towel rack and smacked away his hand with it, but it kept coming until the hand had a firm hold on his throat. He tried to cry out, but his voice was lost as he struggled against the monter's grasp. He closed his eyes tightly, refusing to look at the man, until something seemed to open his eyes for him, making him see the evil red orbs.

America humped a little song while he waited for England. He eyed the tv remote and quickly switched on the tv, and flipped through it boardly.

(ohh America... Has know idea what's going on)

((Baw America why you be so blunt?!))

England struggled against the gaze, feeling himself fall under the spell, before reaching up and yanking open the door from his spot on the floor before crying out America's name.

America heard his name screamed out and scrambled toward the stairs. He bolted up them yelling back, "Iggy!" America bolted toward the bathroom funding England on the ground with the black figure standing over him. "No! Get away from him!" he said throwing a punch toward the object.