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America leaned against his bedroom wall, staring blankly infront of him.People would guess he felt pained, sad, angry, or just plain depressed.But they were wrong.

He felt numb.

Very numb.

Too numb.

He stared for a while longer, then felt his lip begin to quiver.Why does it always happen?When he tends to trust someone, they stabbed him in the back with a knife.

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America stood in his classroom, chatting with a friend named Kayla.As they carried on, Spain grabbed him by the shoulder."Alfred,you need to here what I've just seen!"He exclaimed.He frowned, cocking his head to the side.

"What is it?"

Kayla moved away."I'll let you guess discuss whatever you saw, later!"She waved.Once she was out of sight, Spain let out a sigh."You know how I was going to the bathroom?"He asked.America raised an eyebrow.

"Well, yeah."

"...erm.."He stammered.

America narrowed his eyes in irritation."Just spit it out."

Spain cleared his throat.

"Well, when I went to the bathroom, I saw Jewel talking with your boy Jeremiah.We both know that's plain trouble,a bomb waiting to cause a mess.So, Jewel had went into the girl's bathroom and he followed.I didn't hear anything at first, so I took a little peek.I-Im not a pervert,I just wanted to let you mnwo if he-Gah, moving on!So I peeked and I saw them both making out!Yes! Making.Out.I was so surprised, so I came to tell you.Are you going to break up with him??"

America silently stared, processing the information.His eyes flashed open and he gaped at Spain.Pain peiced through him.His heart practically ripping in two.Who wouldn't feel that way when their first love cheated on them?He cover one eye with his hand, forcing the tears back."...yeah I'll break up with him for sure."

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He bit his hand, growling deeply.He hated that day.He hated Jeremiah.He hated everyone right now.He hated his existence.

He shook his head.No no no no..He needed to get his mind off this.He had two choices: Sugar rush (Drunk with sugar ,0,) or a friend who easily got your mind off things.

He choose the second.

He signed into Skype and clicked on a friend in his favorites.He hit the call button, and it rang for a few seconds before someone answered."Hello?"

He smiled a tad bit."Hi Brazil.Can we rp?"

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Luckily, it worked.His mind was clear of the sad thoughts, and the Brazilian had made him happier with fluff, and just bro talk.He was smiling just as he had before, joking around.

"Muricaaa."Brazil called.

"Brazieeeee."He called back.

"What do you wanna talk about?"

"...Burgerfish."

There was silence for a moment, before they both exclaimed, "BURGERFISHH!!"

Brazil chuckled."BURGER WITH DA FIASHH!"

America joined in."WITH DA FIASHHH!"

"THE WHOLE CLUB LOOKIN AT THE BUN!"

"AT THIS BUN!"

They broke out in laughter.They had nothing planned, just a bro day.Where bro's could enjoy themselves.No depression or anger, just fluff, lemon and jokes.The fluff, made up just teasing.It was just mostly inside jokes.He would describe this time as sunshines and rainbows.And fish.Raw fish.Plus burgers.Burgerfish..

A/N Ah, I feel great at 1:23 in the morning.Though I know today someone will be mad at me.Pr mostly this story. e.e ....Yeah you know who you are. But in my defense, I was kinda broke on ideas.AND HEY, WHO DOESN'T LOVE BRAZIL?......oh yeah you..

Ehem, anyways, thanks for the views~I was happy when I got only 2 of them but now, I am speechless. *crickets* But vote,comment and share with your friends, dogs, cats, sandwich, pizza, hair,pillow, and your grandma.N-No I was j-just joking....G-GET BACK HERE AND GET AWAY FROM YOUR GRANDMA, I WAS JUST JOKING!!