You lied to me! How could I ever forgive you! (France needed)

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    "My closet." He said narrowing his eyes

    "I don't know I didn't continue looking... why?" He asked tilting his head slightly.

    "No reason! No reason!" France put his hands up in a surrender. "I am just curious."

    "But you know about it right?" He asked looking the bow and arrow over.

    "Good. Tell me." He demanded

    "Why not!? I want to know!" He said rather loudly.

    "And guess what! I'm not telling you!" France went over to his cooking again.

    "Why not!?" He whined making a pouting face.

    France glared at America. "Because it is none of your business. Now get out or I will get England to cook for you if he shows up."

    America put his hands up "Ok! Ok! I get it!" He said backing out.

    France breathed a sigh of relief before continuing to make snacks.

    Alfred stormed through the house looking for Iggy.

    "Don't make too much noise though." France said having to compose himself again because of the noise.

    "I can make as much noise as I want!" he called

    "If you want a spoon to ze head, keep on making noise." France grumbled.

    "LALALALALALA!" America yelled

    France picked up the wooden spoon and walked out of the room. "You asked for it." He grumbled and swung around his spoon aiming for America's head.