Happy Mask//RusAme

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America's POV **WARNING: Major Karen in this chapter**

I was wiggling with excitement as I waited for Russia at the place he wanted to go. I've never been to this place before. It was a steak restaurant. 

The door jingled behind me. 

I looked at Russia coming in. "Russia!" I said, and saw his face light up as he heard my voice.

I pushed my wheelchair over to him and grabbed his hand. He blushed and I set his hand on the wheelchair handles.

I helped him to his sit and I transferred to the sit next to him. I think I've gotten pretty good at transferring! The waitress took our orders and left us.

We talked about random stuff, and the waitress came and gave us our food. We laughed and talked. We were having a great time.

"Hey!" A woman said, she came up to us and I whispered to Russia that she was there.

"Are you guys boyfriends or something?" She asked.

"Yes, and it's none of your business," Russia shot back, and I blushed slightly.

Boyfriends?

"you guys are going to heck, you know that? All of you are going to heck!"

"Miss, did I ask?" I said, "Now, please, go away,"

"Really!?" She shrieked, "You, young man should get up and walk away from this place!" She pointed at me.

(Sorry, I just wanted to do that :>)

"Miss, I'm paralyzed," I said, lifting up the wheelchair that is folded.

The Karen huffed, and I rolled my eyes under my sunglasses.

*this moment is inspired by Coco, in "Blind Date"*

"You aren't paralyzed! You can walk! Get up, right now!" She screeched in my ear.

A waiter came, hearing all of the yelling.

"What's going on," he asked, putting his arm on the Karen's chest to stop her from getting too close to me and Russia.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" She yelled at him.

"Ma'am, I need you to stop harassing these boys," the waiter said, pushing her back even more.

"I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH," She kept on screeching, but I toned her out.

"Pretty crazy, huh, Russia," I whispered to him.

"Yeah," Russia said, his shoulders shaking in a laugh. I put my hand over my mouth so I can cover my giggles.

"ARE THEY LAUGHING AT ME!?" She screeched, slapping me.

I yelped in pain as my hand went up to my cheek, witch was no doubt bright red.

Now the waiter had to get serious. "MA'AM, I'LL CALL THE POLICE. PHYSICAL ASSAULT IS NOT TOLERATED HERE. GET OUT."

I grabbed my phone and dialed 911.

After a few rings, a woman picked up.

"911, what is your emergany?"

"A woman came up to me and my boyfriend and slapped me! She is still screeching at me and Russia!" I held out the phone so the woman could hear her. I put it back on my ear.

"great, an other Karen," She mumbled, "Sir, please remain calm. What is your address?"

"xxxxx. Please hurry!" I said.

After a few minutes of the Karen screeching, the cops came. Two female cops and one male.

"Ma'am, why were you insulting these boys" said the male cop.

Then, here, a very Karen move.....

She played the victim card.

"Oh... They came up to me and slapped me for no reason!" She said. What an idiot!

I wanted to roast this Karen so bad! And I knew the perfect way to do it.

"Miss, where was your table?" I asked.

"right here! They stole it!" She sobbed. I grinned.

"Than why is all our food here?" I asked.

"because you walked over here and put it on here!" She wailed.

"Hah! You are a liar, miss," I said, smirking. Russia was wheezing, so I think he knew where this was going.

"What you didn't know, is that I'm paralyzed and Russia's blind. I could've never have walked up to you, and Russia would have never figured out where your table is. Good day, miss" I said, trying to keep a straight face, and failed. I started laughing.

"Ma'am, please come with us," one of the girl police said. It was clear that the cops thought it was funny, because one of them was wheezing, well the other two were trying to keep it covered.

They all left and Russia and I could finish our dinner in peace.

Until he kissed me.

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Karen, Karen. 

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