(Hetalia) The Adventures of Obama and Alfred

Episode one: White House Ghost.

Episode one: White House Ghost
"OBAAAAMAAAA!!!" Alfred ran through the Glorious Halls of the White House very fast, scared shitless. He bursts into the Master bedroom in which Obama slept at. Alfred jumped onto Obamas bed accidently landing on Obama. Obamas eyes shot wide open, and with a grunt as Alfred landed on him. Obama yelled "WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALFRED!" Obama stared with his tired glare. Alfred was shivering under Obamas blankets. He said to Obama whispering slightly "I saw a Ghost..." His whispering intensified "...It looked like George Washington!". Alfred hugged Mr. Pillow close to him as Obama looked at him straight in the eyes "Alfred, there is no such thing as ghosts, go back into your room and go the fuck to sleep" Obama turned around on his side, then flinched to see Alfred already on the other side of the bed. Alfred whimpered slightly "But Obamaaa-! I'm Scared! Can you atleast come with me to investigate the ghost?" Obama sat upright "if I come with you will you let me rest in peace?" He put on his slippers, Alfred nodded and smiled "Yes! Please and thank you!" Obama sighed and walked over to a cabinet and opened the drawer. He pulled out a bright flashlight as Alfred grabbed a Vaccum cleaner, when he did so Obama looked at the nation as if he was crazy. "Whats the vaccum for, Alfred?" Alfred explained "It's for to suck the ghosts up and to trap them! Haven't you played Luigi's Mansion or watched the movie Ghostbusters?" Obama still looked at him as is he was crazy, but he shook it off "I have did none of those things, but anyways let's go 'investigate' your problem. You Lead the way." Alfred nodded and smiled before turning to walk in the glourious halls of the White House. This hall has a soft red velvet carpet, huge potraits of past presidents, and a Skylight on the ceiling, they started to search around in the business rooms, nope. Then they searched the kitchen/dining room, nah. Then the storage rooms, Mmm no. After they cleared up most of the house Obama got slightly irritated with no luck, he was getting tired of walking "Alright Alfred we have cleared up most of the White House, can I go back to sleep--?" Then a loud peircing scream emerged from Alfreds mouth, it almost made Obamas right ear go deaf. He was about to yell at Alfred until he saw a mysterious light blue mist, then an Apparition of George Washington has emerged from the fog. Both Obama's and Alfreds eyes widened, they couldn't beleive what they were seeing, a fully clear apparition of the former president. The former president took a couple steps forward, Alfred did the same looking with curiosity. He whispered to the ghost "George?". The ghost looked at him with a fatherly presence, "Yes, Alfred?" Alfreds skin turned pale white for a second then the color returned he then said "Did you cut down the Cherry Tree?" The Former President frowned slightly and said "Yes!", Alfreds eyes sparkled "It is George Washington!" He smiled, Obama finally said whispering to himself in amazement "Ghosts are real after all..." Alfred turned around "See? I told you so! Now say you misjudged me!" Obama patted the nations head (not anywhere near Nantucket, Aka the hairpiece on his head) "I fore surely misjudged you Alfred, I didn't beleive it but you showed me proof." Obama now beleives in ghosts. Alfred smiled laughing a bit. George stepped over to Obama and set a ghostly hand on his shoulder "Please treat this nation as if he was your very own son. If he messed up, forgive him. Also Lincoln wanted me to tell you to start 'Making changes' and act now. He was thinking of changing until a bullet went through his head, he didn't have enough time to change." George heard chimes that cannot be heard by humans he spoke up "I have to go back, they are calling me back." He saluted them both "Farewell America, and Farewell to you Mr. President" he submerged Into the foggy mist. His last word were "Treat him well."
After all of that hullabaloo Obama now beleives in ghost. The next morning, Obama was tired. He never got any sleep since he encountered the ghost. Michelle looked over to him, "Are you okay? You look...Tired." Obama turned to Michelle "I didn't get any sleep"
"Why is that?"
"Ghosts."