Australian Stereotypes...

For the longest time; your eyes were glued to the handsome man sitting across the room.

He was tall, with gleaming brown hair and lovely pale green eyes. And he just so happened to be the country of Australia. And you were... well...human.
What an unhappy coincidence that you two happened to be at the same meeting, listening to Germany and America ramble on and on about...what were they saying? Oh yes, you were too distracted by the man's good looks and stunning arm muscles.

You sighed and shivered at the though of him well...touching you. His strong, muscular arms reaching forward and--

"(Name)?" a small Sealand poked your side. "I have a question for you."

"hmm?" you questioned, "sure, shoot."

"Well, since your just a human," he said, "how long do people generally live? I mean, you musn't got long to live then--"

Your mouth dropped as you watched him sway his head back and forth asking such a horrible question in such an..innocent way.

How could he do that??

"(Name)(Name) are you going to die soon??"

"No of corse not!" you shouted.

Sealand sighed.

"Good! Because you still haven't told Australia you like hi--MMMMMMMFFH!"

"Shhh!" you gasped darting your head around the room to make sure no one heard.

"MMMMMMMFGHHGHFHF OOWW-" Sealand's muffled voice grunted through your hand.

Once you pulled your hand away, the boy sighed.

"I just want to make sure you won't die yet. Humans can die any time can't they?"

Your brows furrowed.

"What are you saying?"

"Oi (Name)!"

As your name was being called Sealand's eyes widened and he shouted "gotta go!" leaving you with..well....HIM.

"Everythin' alright? I heard ya yell!" Ralph (which is what he told you to call him) asked curiously, peering over your shoulder to look at you. He was..so...close.

"I-I'm fine!" you state with a smile, "just..woo..this meeting.."

"Oi yeah." Ralph muttered. "So boring. Want to leave with me now?"

"Right..now." you mumbled softly, looking down at your papers. "But..I have to keep notes.."

"Oh, right." he said taking the chair next to yours, "then I'll stay with yah!"

"O..k." you whispered nervously. Could he see your red face??

Remembering Sealand's question made you wonder. How/when would you confess? What if you DID die before you said anything?! There's no harm in trying? Right?

You swallowed slowly, then turned to face him. His smile made your heart melt.

"Is is true children in Australia ride kangaroo's to school?"

FACE PALM ACTIVATE.

You just smiled the best you could even though you really wanted to face palm. Ralph just looked the same.

"Well...uh..no." he replied, raising a brow like you should have already known the answer. Which you did.

"That was dumb.." you mutter wiping some sweat off your brow.

"Umm..all Australian's love to aligator wrestle?"

dumb question again..

That time, he laughed. It wasn't a sarcastic laugh either, it was hearty and whole. It made you smile.

"No, (Name), where did you come up with those? They're funny."

Seeing this as an opportunity to get more attention, you grinned.

"O well I know some more! Like Australian's all live by the beach and surf at 11 every morning!"

He laughed again, this time a little less.
You were loosing him..comon (Name)!

"And they all wear bikini's, bathing suits, and hats with corks dangling from it!"

"(Name)-"

"And they're self-absorbed,"

"(Name)?"

"And Aussie's love their beer!"

There was silence. Your arms were lifted in the air as if you were cheering. You slowly lowered them when you saw the look on Ralph's face. He looked well....pissed.

"What did you say before?"

"Uh-uh..heh..which one?" you slowly got out of your chair and stepped back. Was he really offended?! Dammit Sealand it's all his fault!

"Do you believe all those things (Name)?" he moved closer and closer..until you reached the wall. His forehead pressed against yours.

"N-no."

"Do you think I wrestly crocks? And wear bikini's?"

"Nono! I meant girls wear the bikini's! Guys wear, nevermind I'll stop talking!"

"No.." he mumbled into your neck. "Don't. I like the sound of your voice."

Well this was escalating quickly...

You tried to scoot over to make your escape, but a strong arm had you pinned to the wall.

"You know I've been waiting for days for you to speak to me (Name)." he whispered in a deep accent. He was swooning you, which was very easy, considering his smile could make you swoon. "I just never got the chance to talk..I got nervous."

"R-really?" you gasped. "I felt the same way-"

"MM?" he looked at you with wide eyes. "You feel the same?"

"I really wanted to say something...but I didn't know WHAT to say.."

"So you started bashing my country?"

"WHAT??! NO! I---MMMMFM-"

Before another work left your mouth, a pair of heavy lips crashed onto yours, his tounge already plunging itself into your mouth. Your eyes carefully closed as his strong hands slid down to your hips to keep you close.

Even though you two hadn't known eachother for long...there was this yearning you both had for eachother.

His hands slid to your rear and gave it a light squeeze, after a soft moan esaped your mouth.

He grinned and grabbed your face with his big hands.

He kissed your forehead.

"I know you didn't mean it. But one thing is for sure,"

with that, you felt your feet fly off the ground as he swung you over his shoulder.
It was then you realized you two had stayed behind after the meeting was over..which means...you two were alone.

"I do love to wrestle! Think you can handle it?~" as he spoke, his arm lightly slapped your butt making a blush rise to your cheeks.

~~~~~~Later~~~~~

Sealand approached the meeting room with a grin on his face. Brother Iggy promised him a sweet if he ran back to the meeting place and grabbed the paper he left behind.
When he tried to open the door it was locked.

He knocked on the door softly.

"Hello? Anyone in there?" he shouted.

A few moments later (Name) opened the door with a big grin on her face. Her face was red and he looked down at Sealand and giggled.

"Thank you Sealand~"

You stumbled a little as you left, leaivng Sealand in pure wonder.

"For what?" he asked himself, before looking up to see Australia handing him Iggy's papers.

"Those are for you, I think."
He also had a red face.

Sealand heard him whistling as he walked away.

"Hmm. Guess they had a hard time looking for the papers." he shrugged and skipped away.
"I thought England just left them on the table? Why would it take so long to find them?"

"There you are, child." England grabbed the paper from his and handed the boy a little sucker. "What took you so long?"

"The door was locked." Sealand began. "I knocked then (Name) and Australia came out. They must have been looking for the papers, I even heard them grunting because they couldn't find them!"

Sealand watched as his brothers face turned bright red.

"Yes, my boy." he patted Sealand on the head. "That's all they were looking for....papers..."