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England sat glaring at the cocky frenchman. The damn frog kept winking at him and it was pissing him off. He turned his attention back to America ".. and so as you see I will be the hero and save us all!" , America smiled a big smile and looked at the clock, " and by the look of the time the hero says meeting ajourned!" England sighed and packed up his belongings when he felt two arms encircle his waist."Bonjour mon cher" France purred. "Ugh you bloody frog get off of me" England frowned and struggled aganist the Frenchman "A frog? Moi?" , he smiled "Yes you! You bloody git!" He huffed and escaped Francis' grasp, "Now if you excuse me I have to be going, I have more important things to deal with. " England turned to leave. "If I'm such a frog maybe you should kiss me so I turn into a Prince mon amour." France smiriked and watched the Englishman's face heat up at the mention of such an act. "Why would I want to kiss a frog like you!" He backed away from France who seemed to inch closer. "Come on mon petit lapin, what have you got to lose?" France grabbed England's arm "It is just us here, no one would know" He smiled again. England huffed "I would know!" France turned to leave "Fine I guess this frog will never turn into a prince" England frowned again "Fine! but only once, you bloody git" France turned back "Of course mon cher" he grabbed Arthur gently and softly brushed his lips aganist the Englishman's. England blushed and gasped letting France's tongue enter his mouth. Francis mapped out Arthur's mouth slowly with his tongue taking in ever inch. Soon the need for air grew and they broke apart. France smiled at Arthur's blushing face. England gazed at France mouth open and face as red as one of Spain's tomatoes. Finally regaining his senses England frowned at France "You bloody frog!" He screamed "You lied, you are still a frog." France smiled and hugged the huffing Englishman "Oh but mon cher I am a prince, I am your frog prince. England blushed and kissed France on the cheek "...git"

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England sat glaring at the cocky frenchman. The damn frog kept winking at him and it was pissing him off. He turned his attention back to America ".. and so as you see I will be the hero and save us all!" , America smiled a big smile and looked at the clock, " and by the look of the time the hero says meeting ajourned!" England sighed and packed up his belongings when he felt two arms encircle his waist."Bonjour mon cher" France purred. "Ugh you bloody frog get off of me" England frowned and struggled aganist the Frenchman "A frog? Moi?" , he smiled "Yes you! You bloody git!" He huffed and escaped Francis' grasp, "Now if you excuse me I have to be going, I have more important things to deal with. " England turned to leave. "If I'm such a frog maybe you should kiss me so I turn into a Prince mon amour." France smiriked and watched the Englishman's face heat up at the mention of such an act. "Why would I want to kiss a frog like you!" He backed away from France who seemed to inch closer. "Come on mon petit lapin, what have you got to lose?" France grabbed England's arm "It is just us here, no one would know" He smiled again. England huffed "I would know!" France turned to leave "Fine I guess this frog will never turn into a prince" England frowned again "Fine! but only once, you bloody git" France turned back "Of course mon cher" he grabbed Arthur gently and softly brushed his lips aganist the Englishman's. England blushed and gasped letting France's tongue enter his mouth. Francis mapped out Arthur's mouth slowly with his tongue taking in ever inch. Soon the need for air grew and they broke apart. France smiled at Arthur's blushing face. England gazed at France mouth open and face as red as one of Spain's tomatoes. Finally regaining his senses England frowned at France "You bloody frog!" He screamed "You lied, you are still a frog." France smiled and hugged the huffing Englishman "Oh but mon cher I am a prince, I am your frog prince. England blushed and kissed France on the cheek "...git"