forum Hetalia One-one-One (2p America x 1p America) (CLOSED)

Started August 19, 2018 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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He darted off to his room, digging through the closet. "Come on it should be- gotcha!"

Alfred is waiting excitedly at the door, tossing his baseball up and and down, catching it in his hand. He looks at the other. "Ready?" He calls.

"Yep!" He said, shedding his bomber jacket and resting his bat on his shoulder. "Ready!"

Alfred smiles and exits the house, humming happily. "Alright then dude! Let's go play some ball!"

He followed after him. "Don't break my nose again like last time, 'kay porkchop?" He said teasingly.

Alfred whines. "Dude! That was a totally accident and you know it!" He pouts.

"Yeah, porky, Iiii knoooow." He said, chuckling. "Aw, how cute." He cooed jokingly, poking the other's cheek. "Ya pouting!"

"Hey! C'mon dude! That's not funny." He continues to pout despite it though.

"Wittle Alfie's upset?" He said, laughing again. "Jeez, just kiddin' porkchop, you can chill."

Alfred blows a raspberry at him before cracking a smile. "Okay, okay… Fine."

He smiled. "Sooo… baseball?"

"Baseball." He says cheerfully. He hums happily as he walks beside the other.

"Race ya to the park!" He said, running off

Alfred laughs. "You're on!" He chases after the other, grinning dorkily.

He looked behind him, smirking. "Oh, is that a big distracting thing?"

Alfred hisses through his teeth, quickly catching up to the other. Despite what people said about him being chubby, the boy could run.

He looked over at him. "Heya cutie." He said, winking

Alfred turns red, before shaking his head. "Where?"

He smirked. "Where else could there be one?" Was all he said before running faster to pass him

Alfred groans and rushes forward, making sure to keep pace with him. They come to the park.

He slid to a stop by the empty baseball field used by the local little league team. The season was technically over, leaving the field open for public use.

Alfred chuckles, sliding next to him. "That was fun! Now! Let's play ball!" He says cheerfully.

He nodded, heading down to home plate. "Gimme your best shot."

Alfred nods and reels back, his eyes narrowing before he throws the ball.

He swung, listening to the familiar crack