Good morning France. Uh... Are you wanting a romantic relationship with me?
So what if I am?
Well, then we'd run into several problems. I'm already in a romantic relatio-
*uncomfortably* Excuse me for a minute. *walks out of room, gets in a cab, goes through customs, boards plane, watches spongebag on the plane, gets off plane, gets in cab, enters the white house, goes to America's room, knocks on door* America?
Yes? *opens the door*
*On his knees, holding a box with a ring* Will you marry me?
While rummaging through a box he found in the attic, England uncovers some old photos, along with old memories.
(These took so long to make, I hope you guys like them! I was trying to put subtle stuff in the photos to try and tell a story, I’ve never done it before so it was good practice! I might end up writing something for this if I decide to stop being lazy.)