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Oh great. There he was. Mister America in all his glory…
at your house… in superman Pajamas…. A hamburger plush pillow…
and that same goofy grin of his. How did this all start…

Oh yeah, you remember now… … … …

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"My goodness,_________! Are you okay? You look tired…",
England spoke concerned.

"Y-Yeah I'm just fine Englan-…!!!"

"__-_______! Careful! Don't hit your
head on the table! You could hurt yourself!"

The hand you had used to support your tired head had given up
and now your face was in the smack fricken center of your desk.

"Owwww…."

"Are you sure you're okay? You don't look too good…
Maybe you have a cold or fever…"

You lifted your head and Arthur placed the back of his hand
to your forehead. You sighed and looked at him.
He was a true gentleman.

"Nope. I don't think you have a fever…
Maybe you just had a rough morning…"

"For the past few days I have gotten NO SLEEEEEEEEEPAH….."
With that you slapped your face onto the desk again,
releasing another idiotic "ow".

"Oh bloody hell!" He jumped when you crashed into your own desk.
"Now __________. I'm sure you know better than that. A good night's
sleep is important you know. Jeez… No wonder why. Well good thing
I have just the right cure for that."

You peeked your blurry and hazy eyes at England who wore a
gentle and proud smile on his face.

"Have you ever tried counting sheep?"

"Nooooo…. I don't like sheep….I eat them…." You joked around
half jokingly. You got like this when you didn't get enough sleep.

"My god… Sit up straight and listen. I used
to do this with Alfred all the time and it-"

"DID SOMEONE CALL MAH NAAAAAME~??!!"

Out of nowhere, America jumped up and pushed England to the
side, giving one of his signature laughs. Soon he looked down
at you and his face gave a concerned pout.

"Dude! What's wrong with you? Are you okay?!
Did something happen!? You know what will make you feel
better? A BURGER! YEAH! A NICE…JUICY…FATTY-"

"SHUT UP YOU GIT!!!"

England banged his "magic wand" against Alfred's head in a
good second. "She's in debt to sleep!"

"She's in debt to sheep?"

"NO! SLLLLLEEP!"

"Oh…"

You looked at them and laughed. Usually you would help stop the
fighting but right now, you could barely even lift your head up.
Just to excite the young country even more and potentially piss
off England you said something rather bold…

"AMERWICAAA~….SAVE ….ME…." you said in a half groan half moan.
Not a sexy moan… more like those "I'm-so-bored" moans.

Suddenly Alfred's face perked up and
Arthur smacked himself against the head.

"Well I'll be going home now. I hope you know what
you're getting yourself into, __________",
said the Brit before he could leave.

You watched him leave only to be interrupted by America blocking
your view. You were still in class after all. Everyone else had left…
Even the teacher. You and Alfy were the only ones in the classroom.

"That's so cool, asking me to save you… Ha Ha Ha! Even if you're
inclined to worry, the Hero is already here so there's no need!"

"Um Alfy-"

"Okay! Where are the bad guys? I'll exterminate
them for you with a huge KA-POW!!"

"Nooooo Alfred…. There's NO bad guys….", you spoke with your
voice constantly changing pitches and volume.

"Huh? Am I wrong?"

"Yus…."

"You don't need me to chase ANYONE out? And I was really
looking forward to it too… Wait! I KNOW JUST WHAT YOU NEED~!!"

"Eh?"

"Ah~! You wanna eat a Hamburger right?"

"N-No thank you…."

"Okay! I'll eat them myself~!"

Suddenly America took out 5 hamburgers and unwrapped them all in
under a few seconds. Afterwards, he chomped each one, taking huge
bites…. Eating like well… A Hero…

"Oh wait I see… You didn't get enough sleep! HA HA HA~!
So you want me to help put you to sleep then?...

"Well I-"

"MISSION ACCEPTED!!!......Do you have any sort of request?"

"I can't get any sleep that's all… England was saying something
about Sheep…. And counting and something…. Uggggggghhhh…."

"Okay I get it! If we just count sheep, that should do the trick,
yeah? You're just like England suggesting such a classic
go-to-sleep method-"

"But he was the one who told me-"

"..but I'm a Hero, y'know? So I'll definitely grant your request!"

"Uggghhh…….So loud….", you murmured.

"Hmm? Sorry I can't hear you. Anyways, let's get you to bed~!"

America lifted you up bridal style, bolting out of the room and
in only a few minutes, he was in front of your room… Wait… WHAT?!

You looked at America as he put you down in his ….
Were those Superman P.J's….?

And now we were up to where we are now….

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"Have you finished preparations? Okay, then hurry up and get into bed~"

You got into bed and looked up to your so called hero…
Oh god… was he really capable of making you fall asleep?

I'm gonna start counting!...." He gave a gentle cough and continued….

"One SHEEP! Two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five sheep YAY~!!!
SIX SHEEP! SEVEN SHEEP!! Eight sheep! Nine sheep, TE~N…….SHEEP!!!"

You covered yourself with the blankets… You didn't even feel like
changing your clothes you were so tired. And this counting wasn't
much better…. Damn America…

"How was that? My counting definitely makes you want to slee-"

"Noooooo…."

"It's doesn't??? Ha HA HA~!!!"  He started laughing his
signature laugh and continued. "Don't worry about it! We're
only at ten sheep, after all. We'll just start where we left off…..
YOHOO~!!!

You groaned and covered your ears with the pillows.
America looked at you and pouted.

"Huh? What is it? You don't like the way I count? Well,
actually, England said the exact same thing the last time I
did that. But…. Really?! …. … … … I guess it can't be helped. …
Okay! I don't really like slow deliberate counting but I'll try~!"

You smiled at his confidence and his pride. It was pretty cool
and charming after all. He was always full of excitement. You
snuggled back into bed and sighed… He continued from ten and
started counting.

"Eleven sheep, twelve sheep, fourteen sheep…"

His voice was indeed calmer but it was still too… happy and um… hyper.
If this is what he called "slow" then you were afraid to see when he
was excited… Oh wait. You already saw that.

You stared moving around because you couldn't sleep…
This really wasn't helping… and you were kind of wondering
if it would be better if America never had wanted to help you.

"…You still can't sleep? I'm getting tired of counting sheep.
I definitely think it would be much more fun if we counted
hamburgers or ice cream…" Alfred spoke with a little pout.

"Oh really? Well not everyone likes those
things you know…" you sighed with a smile.

"Yeah… the last time I tried to count my special items,
someone got super pissy and yelled "You can't go to sleep
counting that crap!" So I wonder if it's no good after all…"

His saddened face made you want to hug him with the last bit
of your strength. You yourself gave a little pout as you watched him.
America however looked at you with a bright smile.

"Ha Ha! Even if you didn't make that super worried look,
I'm not going to just stop halfway through! Because I'm a Hero.
I cannot ignore a person in need!"

He got up and tucked you under the blankets, pulling himself
inside beside you. His body was so warm. You saw his strong,
nude collarbone and blushed… You secretly wanted to see more but
you wouldn't tell him that!

"Okay, cover up with your blanket and snuggle in! If you don't
pull it up all the way to your shoulders, the dreaded Cold Monster
will come and get you! Personally, I've never been caught by him…"

You figured he was talking about getting a cold but you just gave
in anyways and snuggled close to him, but not actually touching him.

"All snuggled in, ________? You're not cold aren't you?"

"Nah! I'm fine… Just REALLY TIRED…"

"O.K! Let's start counting again~!

He started counting again from twenty but this time his voice had
changed. It was gentle and calm this time. You never thought you
would hear this kind of voice from America.  

"Twenty nine sheep…. … … Thirty sheep… … … Thirty one sheep…. …. "

He kept counting and counting with that same smooth and very
attractive voice he was pulling. He then stopped suddenly, seeing
as your eyes were starting to close and your muscles becoming less tense.

"Oh! Are you sleepy yet? If I count like that,
it's pretty effective isn't it", he asked with a smile.

"Y-Yeah… You're really good. Did someone ever
count sheep for you when you were young?"

"Huh? Me? Well….  In the past, when I had trouble sleeping,
there was definitely times when someone counted sheep for me
just like this. It's a little embarrassing, but I would doze
off pretty fast. I don't know why, but the person counting always
fell asleep first."

You looked at his happy and content face. As he gazed upon you with
his beautiful blue eyes, you got lost in them, listening to only his
voice. It was lovely really. He gave a small laugh and continued.

"Come on now. You were so close to falling asleep. Alright.
This time I'm going to be better than before~! Your hero will
save you from sleep depression! Now close your eyes… I'll keep you warm…"

"You're what-?"

You looked at him with wide eyes as he held you close and stroked your
hair. He gave a small chuckle as you could smell the cologne he used…
It smelled like Axe… Damn~!

America continued counting his sheep, even calmer, sweeter, and more
caring than you ever heard him spoke in his life. Each word sounded
like he was whispering sweet nothings in your ear. You rested your
head on his warm chest and soon fell asleep… … … … He was your hero
after all…. A big, LOUD… but one of a kind… Hero….

"Heh looks like you fell asleep! Mission accomplished! Now I'll just
get out of here and-… … … Shit…. I can't move with her on top of me
like this… Oh well… I guess I'll crash here for the night….

Sweet Dreams~!!"
Finally America is done~! ^w^

*Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA*

*Disclaimer: This is based off the Counting Sheep with Hetalia CD Drama and I do not own the picture*

:iconsexyamericaplz:

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Denmark: [link]

Romano: [link]

New Zealand: [link]

Prussia: [link]
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:iconmodukamagica:
modukamagica Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
ME FANGIRLING AGAIN!!!!
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:iconlayla-mindora:
layla-mindora Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
me: Don't laugh. Don't laugh. You will wake everybody and probebly get your phone taken away from you.
"AMERWICAAA~….SAVE …ME..."
Suddenly Alfred's face perked up and
Arthur smacked himself against the head.
Me: hahhahahahhahahahhahahahhahaha
Soo cute ^-^
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:iconnamara-gyllban:
Namara-Gyllban Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
AWWWWWWwWwWwW! la in love 
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:iconmabthefairyqueen:
MABthefairyqueen Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2014  New member Hobbyist General Artist
That was so freaking adorable I'm gonna die! :D <3
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:iconpineapplebombgirl:
Pineapplebombgirl Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
...how did the reader not choke on his Axe XD A stupid kid once brought it to school and sprayed it all over the girls and the bus I rode on *shudders*
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:iconcandygirl263:
Candygirl263 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2014
OMG. Same thing happened on my bus! This kid spayed a whole can of Axe on my bus! Everyone got a headache. :/
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:iconbrightpaw8:
brightpaw8 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014
Same. Two idiot boys in a grade lower than me sprayed it everywhere in their class room and mine. aftermath.... asthema attacks, vomiting, headaches, blacking out/passing out. I thought it was supposed to smell good... :I
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:iconmidnaplayer:
MidnaPlayer Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
These two dumbasses brought axe and old spice on my bus and started spraying it together, and it smelled like a huge fart the whole ride home *shudders*
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:iconbrightpaw8:
brightpaw8 Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2014
LOL
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:iconmidnaplayer:
MidnaPlayer Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Yep. Worst bus ride of my life.
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