(America X Reader) 4th Of July

"Hey! (Name)!" shouted Alfred, (Name)'s best friend. The {H/C} haired girl turned around, and smiled.
"Yes, Alfie?" (Name) replied, as Alfred gave her a bear hug.
"Do you want to watch the fireworks tonight?" Please?" Alfred begged, as (Name) chuckled. (Name) was sure Alfred would use his 'puppy eyes' move, that was purely irresistible. And that's exactly what he did, Alfred made the 'puppy eyes', which made (Name) giggle.
"Alright, alright." (Name) said, as she and Alfred prepared breakfast. Bacon, Eggs with toast, as usual.
Alfred grinned, as he dug into his breakfast. (Name) had her hands full the day before, as she was ready to take out today's specialty:
Apple Pie.
Just before (Name) could serve the traditional American delicacy...

The phone rang.

"Hmm? Who could it be?" (Name) asked herself, as she placed the Apple pie down on the table, with Alfred tilting his head to the side, in confusion.
"What's wrong, dudette?"

Before (Name) could answer, she picked up the receptor.
"Yes? (Name) speaking." (Name) said through the phone.
"Oh, it's you, (Name). I thought it was that git, Alfred." muttered a British accent.
"Oh, England, is that you?" (Name) asked.
"It has been a while, (Name), how are you?" Arthur asked, (Name) wasn't sure what to answer the Englishman.
"I'm fine, I was about to serve some apple pie to celebrate the 4th of July with Alfred at his house." (Name) explained, Arthur sighed.
"Still acting immature after 200 years..." Arthur muttered in a hushed tone, before he covered his mouth, as blood came splurting out. Choking noises came through the phone, scaring (Name).
"Are you alright?!" (Name) panicked, as Arthur regained his breath.
"Y-Yes. Don't worry, (Name)." Arthur said, as (Name) sighed in relief.
"Look, I gotta hurry and serve the food, okay? See you later, Arthur." (Name) said, as she hung up.
Returning to the kitchen, Alfred had his baby-blue eyes fixed on (Name)'s {E/C} ones with a concerned expression plastered on his face.
"Who was at the phone, (Name)?" Alfred asked, (Name) sat down at the table, and explained that Arthur called, and asked the usual questions, until he suddenly felt sick for a moment, but quickly recovered.
"Dude, are you serious? Eyebrows wants to come and celebrate? Hell yeah!" Alfred shouted, as he stood up proudly from the table, placing a fist to his chest, making (Name) giggle.


Arthur didn't tell me he wanted to come and celebrate...

~ ~ ~ Meanwhile... ~ ~ ~

"Bloody american..." The Englishman muttered, as he walked up to the magic circle. Arthur had a cunning plan ahead. He was going to morph into something that Alfred had least expected. He was going to have his revenge. Arthur opened his spellbook, and thumbed through it's dusty, yellow pages.
"I'll show you, you ungrateful git." Arthur growled, as the magic circle beneath his feet started to shimmer and glow bright. Hurricane-force winds emitting from the magic circle surrounded Arthur's form, lifting him off the ground, as he let out a maniacal laughter, that echoed through the room he was in.

~ ~ ~ Back to (Name)-chan and America-kun ~ ~ ~

(Name) thoughts were interrupted by Alfred turning the TV on. Randomly enough, the news were currently showing. (Name)'s eyes widened.

"A hurricane?!" (Name) yelled.

"No worries, (Name)! A hurricane can't spoil our fun since I'm the hero!" Alfred boasted, as he grabbed (Name) by her wrist, and both plopped onto the couch. (Name) head was resting on Alfred's chest, as the American stroked (Name)'s {H/C} {H/L} locks, she could only sigh. Soon, both (Name) and Alfred were fast asleep on the couch. Alfred was snoring loudly, and (Name) was falling deep into the land of dreams. Let's just say, she dreamt that Alfred kissed her at midnight, as the red, white, and blue fireworks lit the sky on the 4th of July.

Suddenly, (Name)'s {E/C} eyes shot open, as she could an odd noise coming from outside. She looked up to Alfred, he still had his eyes closed, he was still snoring, his 'Texas' were on the bridge of his nose, and oddly enough he had a trail of drool from the corner of his mouth.
"Alfie." (Name) whispered sleepily.

The American didn't answer.

"Alfie." (Name) repeated, as she stood up on the couch.

Still no answer.

My, Americans are heavy sleepers.

"Alfred F. Jones." (Name) said out loud, as Alfred suddenly woke up, looking around him.

"What, Wha--Oh, It's you, (Name)." Alfred babbled, as he wiped away his drool from the corner of his mouth.
(Name) rolled her eyes.

"About time you woke up, there's stuff going on outside." (Name) explained, pointing to the window. 
"Whoa!" Alfred exclaimed glancing at the window.
"What is it?" (Name) asked, a quite unimpressed expression plastered on her face. Alfred started shaking, as he pointed to the window, sweat was already covering the American's forehead. (Name) turned her head towards the window, she gasped loudly, covering her mouth. 

Hurricane winds blew everything in its path.

The tree branches were rattling violently.

Danger everywhere you stepped.

Being the scaredy-cat he always was, Alfred wrapped himself with a nearby blanket, shaking like a newborn calf.

Both he and (Name) had no idea that the hurricane was actually Arthur.

Who used his magic to transform.

Taking his revenge on Alfred.

Ruining the 4th of July.

How will (Name) and Alfred be able to watch the fireworks...?

Looks like their plan was ruined.

"It's okay, Alfred. I do think it's going to go away sometime later." (Name) said calmly, as Alfred hugged her.

"You're right, (Name). I am the hero after all." Alfred said, as he calmed down, and wiped away the sweat from his forehead. (Name) huffed, as she snuggled closer to Alfred, as he wrapped his arm around (Name)'s form, making her blush a crimson color. Her {E/C} eyes looked up to Alfred's baby-blue orbs, as he grinned playfully.

(Name) and Alfred became quite bored, they didn't know what to do, since they couldn't step out of the house, since the hurricane. So they decide to watch (Random Movie). In the middle of the movie, the TV screen suddenly faded to black, making (Name) flinch.
"Oh, come on!" Alfred whined.
"Looks like the power's out." (Name) muttered. Alfred sighed.
"So...what do you want to do, (Name)?" Alfred asked, (Name) shrugged.

~ ~ ~ Time Skip brought to you by England disguised as Hurricane Arthur ~ ~ ~

(Name) gazed at the window, those strong winds seemed to have calmed a bit. 

The sun has set.

It was the time for the fireworks to light the sky on a memorable day for America and his people.

The Independence Day.

A less-than-wonderful day for the British.

Which is why Arthur wanted his revenge.

(Name) and Alfred got ready, and exited the house, both holding hands and smiling at each other. The winds weren't as violently strong as before, they calmed down. It became a cool breeze. An almost prefect weather for (Name) and Alfred to spent together, rather than staying cooped up at Alfred's house.
The breeze made (Name)'s {H/C} {H/L} hair to flutter in the winds, as she closed her eyes in contentment.

The hurricane season in the U.S. wasn't really pleasant, but...

Nothing could ruin such an important celebration.

Or at least someone wanted to.

Arthur Kirkland.

Alfred and (Name) reached a quiet and isolated part of the town they lived in, as their heads turned towards the night sky.

Fireworks.

Fireworks illuminated the sky, spreading an atmosphere of freedom. (Name) wrapped her arms around Alfred, as they both gaze into each other's eyes.

"(Name)..." Alfred whispered as he brought his face closer to (Name)'s, closing his eyes.

"Alfie..." (Name) whispered, as he lips were connected with Alfred's into a passionate kiss. Alfred licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance. (Name) gladly accepted, as Alfred's tongue explored every inch of her wet cavern. Their tongues wrestle for dominance, Alfred winning. As they both pull back for air, Alfred ran his fingers through (Name)'s smooth {H/C} {H/L} hair, making her smile brightly.

A sudden grunt was heard nearby, as (Name) and Alfred turn their attention to a certain angered Englishman.

"You bloody gits!" Arthur yelled.
"Arthur? You were the hurricane? All this time?" (Name) asked, her {E/C} eyes expressed disbelief. The Englishman gritted his teeth at the American.
"Well, if it wasn't for this twat to become independent!" Arthur retorted.
"Hey!" Alfred shouted.
"Boys, calm down. How about we all enjoy today, just for once, for me?" (Name) said, as Alfred chuckled, Arthur crossed his arms. Ignoring Alfred's childish behavior. As he stomped away, fuming.

"The hero is always by your side, (Name)!" Alfred shouted.

"(Name) and Alfred spent their day together since then."