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The Sign

Bavaria slammed her fist against the door, trying to get America to open up.

"AME! OPEN UP THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" Bavaria yelled, going to bang it again before it opened, revealing Wyoming.

"Hello, Miss Bavaria. Dad's coming down now." She said. Bavaria sighed in relief.

"Good, good," Bavaria muttered.

"Why do you need Dad so badly?" Wyoming asked.

"I need to have a talk with him about our son's behavior. Deutschland refuses to listen to me, so I hope he'll listen to his father." Bavaria explained. Wyoming nodded.

"Boys should listen to their mothers more. Because even if he listens to Dad, everyone knows that Dad is scared of you ever since you kicked his ass that one time, so now Dad will just tell Jeremy anything you say."

"That's what I'm hoping for, Wy," Bavaria told the state, who smiled.

"Bayern, I don't know what time it is for you in your country, but it's considered rude to start banging on people's doors at two am," America said, walking to the door. Bavaria snorted.

"Please, like you were actually sleeping. Now, I need you to come talk some sense into your son." Bavaria said.

"Which one?" America asked, a small smile tugging at his lips. Bavaria gave him a blank stare, and his smile widened, "What? It's a valid question. Do you know how many sons I have?"

"I meant our son, and you know that, you idiot," Bavaria said. America shrugged.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But that's not the point here. Come in, and we can talk about things." America said as Wyoming opened the door fully.

"I'll let you adults talk. I have a bed that's calling my name." Wyoming said before walking off.

"See, that's where I should be—in bed," America said, pointing at Wyoming. Bavaria rolled his eyes.

"Please, everyone knows you don't sleep," Bavaria answered.

"Maybe I'm trying something new," America said as they entered his parlor. Then Bavaria spotted something that made her want to beat America's stupid ass again.

"YOU HAVE THAT SIGN UP TOO?"

"IT WAS FUNNY PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" America said, backing away with his hands raised.

"AMERICA!" Bavaria said, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation.

"Bavaria!" He yelled back.

"What? Why on earth would you go along with this?" Bavaria asked.

"I'm being a supportive father!" America insisted.

"I am going to beat your ass, Ame!" Bavaria told him. America laughed nervously.

"Sorry?"