Hetalia one-shots

American Dream Right

   America's struggle for the past four years under the reign of Donald Trump. If you are of any means insulted by me declaring that Trump is a "terrible leader, then I would think it best that you do not read this chapter. I do not judge other's political views, but I feel free, seeing as this is my story, to have the right to declare my opinions. Please feel free to speak your mind in the comments but don't bully each other.

<America POV>

January 20, 2017

 I stare shocked as I look at my TV screen, I scream loud "NO"s at myself as I look at the presidential elections. Trump had fewer popular votes than Hilary Clinton but in the end, it doesn't matter. Trump had seventy-seven more electoral voted than Hilary making him victor and President of the United States. In other words, this man would be my boss for the next four years.

   I couldn't believe it, how could my people vote for someone so power-hungry, racist, heavily obnoxious, and other names I would rather not say. I couldn't bear to look at the screen anymore as I started to feel anxious so I turned off the TV. I sigh, It's not like it hasn't happened before, John Tyler wasn't the boss of my choice, nor was Herbert Hoover but I had no choice. I can only abide by my people's wishes even if I disagreed with them.

   I start to pace around my living room, Toni my alien roomie, had long lost interest in the topic and was currently drinking a smoothie. I wonder how things run on his planet, probably much better than how things are running here. Yes, definitely much better.

    I started to mentally prepare for what was to come. Usually, I would be called in between eight or seventy-two hours to meet my new boss. It was mostly to check out how the country was during the change of power and to get to know one another. 

   I currently felt close to sick, it doesn't come as a surprise though it usually happened when I had a new boss. I had to start planning a trip to Washington then, I would leave Hero here with Toni, hopefully, Toni will not plan an invasion while I'm gone.

     Speaking of Hero were was the little rascal. Just then hero ran through the doggy door from the back door, covered in dirt and grass looking at me with pleading eyes which meant he was hungry.

    I laugh to myself, "Dammit Hero, look at ya, covered in mud and heck knows what else. I'm glad you're here though you made this dark situation better as if they never happened." 

   He just looked at me with a confused stare bit still wagged his tail happily as if he was given a medal of honor. I take him upstairs to the bathroom to get him clean, as much as I love him, I don't want dirt stains on the carpet. 

   Just as I was done drying out Hero I felt a sudden pang in my stomach, I instantly knew what was going to happen, so I rushed to the toilet and started to put my fingers in my mouth to help myself vomit. This was a usual occurrence that happened frequently when I had a change in Boss, or when I do other things.  How do I describe the feeling? Just imaginal the anxiety, worry, and angst into one. Yeah, it makes me feel like shit but part of it I knew was self conflicted. Nobody needs to know about that though. 

   After about fifteen painful minutes I stopped vomiting and dry heaving into the toilet and leaned against the wall. I looked at Hero apologetically, I didn't mean for him to see that. He laid his head on my lap with a sad look in his eyes. I started to pet the back of his ears to try to make him feel better. I will be honest I was glad he was here he made me feel much better than how I really felt.

   A couple of minutes felt like an eternity and at the same time mere seconds had passed. I no longer felt pain in my stomach but the feeling was still lingering slightly. I heard my phone ring downstairs and the ground slightly. I patted Hero one last time and stood up washed out the taste of vomit from my mouth and went downstairs. I looked at the phone number on my smartphone not recognizing the number but decided to answer anyway.