UsUk: An angel in disguise

The meeting

It was another boring meeting, this time scheduled in England. A certain Englishman was feeling very bored. A sudden itch stopped his train of thoughts. The angel wings folded on his back needed to be stretched out or they would burst out of his shirt on their own. He had about five minutes until then. Since nobody was paying attention to him, he exited the conference room.

Without England realizing it, a certain obnoxious American saw him leave. Feeling curious, America followed him. England headed for his room, walking fast. He didn't close the door completely, so America could see what was going on inside without being seen, that is if he doesn't make any noise.

England took off his military jacket, leaving the American man confused. He was left in his tank-top, which he took of as well. As soon as the shirt was on the ground, a pair of white feathery wings sprouted from the Brit's back, leaving America in awe. What?, he thought. That's totally impossible! Realizing his mistake too late, he let out a gasp. England must of heard him because an expression of fear flashed on his face. Whipping his head in the direction of the door, England saw the wide-eyed American. He cursed.

"Fuck."