Everyone was sitting in at the world meeting, but something felt off. England didn't know what was odd, and started to get a little annoyed with it. He looked around the meeting room, and saw the usual.

France flirting with Seychelles. Prussia yelling that he is "awesome". (Prussia will always be awesome beotches, so you can just kiss my Otaku ass!!) Germany yelling at Prussia. Italy eating pasta while clinging to Germany. Spain trying to hug Romano. Romano cursing at Spain, and trying to run away. Russia sitting in the corner, just waiting till Lithuania comes crying back to him. Poland trying to protect Lithuania from Russia. Belarus holding a knife to Latvia's neck, to see if he will surrender. Latvia crying of fear. Sealand trying to become a nation. Norway choking Denmark with his tie. Finland being called Sweden's wife by Sweden. Iceland just feeding his puffin. Austria writing a piano piece. Hungary beating Prussia up with a frying pan. Greece arguing with Turkey. Japan was looking at photos in his camera. (Hey Japan, watcha lookin at? Yaoi probably?) China making a new china town. And America........

England furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion, and looked around for the American. America was no where in sight. That was so strange, and the meeting was being held in America! He should be here.

'Where is that bloody git?' England thought, 'maybe i'll go check on him, after.'

Just as he thought that, Germany called the meeting over. Everyone gathered there stuff, and left the meeting room.

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[England's P.O.V.]

I sighed, as I walked out of the building, and into the streets of the git's country. I looked around, and saw most of the American flags halfway on the pole. That's weird. I furrowed my brows together. The flags would only be like that if someone died today. But everyone's flags are halfway down.

I kept on walking until I saw cenetary, where a little girl and her mother at a grave. They seemed so sad, and I couldn't help, but get the feeling I should do something about it. Yeah that's right. I, the angry and cold brit, actually has feelings.

I bought a bouquet of flowers, and brought it to them. I kneeled down in front of the little girl, and smiled warmly.

" 'Ello, poppet." I smiled at her, and handed her the flowers, "Can you put that on the grave for me?"

The little girl smiled and took the flowers to put on the grave. I stood up, and the lady thanked me.

"There's no need to thank me. I just thought I would say my prayers with you and your daughter." I said warmly.

Then I looked around and saw many other people in the cemetary.

"Wow, there are a lot of people here, to celebrate their lobed ones. I wonder why?" I thought out loud in a murmur.

"It's because of 9/11." The little girl answered.

"9/11?" I said confused.

"It was the day the twin towers, and the Pentagon were attacked. Many people died, and some even jumped out windows to avoid the fire as planes crashed into them." The woman answered with slight tears, "America was really affected that day. I lost my husband on one of the planes that were hijacked. It still brings bad memories to everyone in America."

My eyes widened at the sudden realization.

"Excuse me, but I must go now." I said, and began running away from there.

Damnit! How could I not remember this day!?!? I thought as I kept running, It's because he always looked so damn happy! That stupid Idiot!

By the time I made it to America's house it was dark. I knocked on the door, but he didn't answer. I tried to open the door, and to my luck, it was unlocked! I walked into the house, and the smell of beer and wine hit me in the face.

"America?" I called out.

I heard groaning in the living room, and checked there. On the couch I saw America passed out on the couch, and surrounded by bottles of beer and wine. I sighed, and cleaned up the mess. I even got rid of the rest of the beer. America you git, I was so freakin worried! By the time I was done cleaning, America had awoken, and was groaning. I walked up to him, and gave him pain killers and a water bottle. He took it, and then settled down, but something was off. I looked closer at him, and I realized that his beautiful shining blue eyes are now dull.

"What are you doing here, England?" He asked all mopey.

"You are truly an idiot! Why else would I be here!?!?" I yelled at him.

"To make fun of me, because I am a fatass, an idiot, stupid, a fool?" America said blantly.

I looked at him in disbelief. That is it! I can't take this anymore! I want my America back!

[No one's P.O.V.]

England got up, and jumped on America's lap, and put his hands on both sides of America's face, and his face was close to America's. England looked directly into America's eyes.

"You idiot. I came here, because I was worried, America!" England said, as tears slipped down his face.

"Engl-" America was cut off.

"America, I was worried about you! I heard about the 9/11 incident, and thought how much you were probably in pain." England cried, "I thought, that you were hurt, or worse!"

America just stared at England with wide eyes. Does England care about me?

"You are so selfish! You can't just stay in because you are feeling down! Don't you know anything!? America!" England sobbed and then hid his face in the crook of America's neck as he hugged him.

America was too stunned ro egen realize that he began to cry as well.

"America, I know todat is painful for you, but please. Please, don't lose the light in your eyes." England cried, "America remember today, but please know that I am here for you. And please remember....." England said and hugged America tighter.

"Remember to smile." England said with tears, "I love you, Alfred".

America's eyes widened and he hugged the brit, and hid his face in England's hair as he cried. After the two cried for a while, America sniffled a little.

"Thank you, England, and..." America began and kissed the brit on the lips, " I love you too, Arthur".

England blushed and hugged America. America hugged back with a huge smile. And that was the day, America remembered, not as a terrible ending of the Twin Towers, but as the day something beautiful was created. It was still known as the 9/11 incident, but it is also known as the day England made America Smile!

The end!!

Ok peeps, I have a little something to say! I know it is 9/11. I know that we lost a lot of people. I know that, but what I want to know is that would those people want you to be sad for them? It may be a sad day, but we must remember, before this day everyone was able to smile on this day! It may be sad to lose family, but please, smile. Smile for the ones we have lost. Smile so that they know that they are still remembered. Smile so that we may continue to make this world happier. Because, SMILING is the way they would have wanted us to end this awefully sad day, known as the 9/11 incident.