Russia POV
I didn't know what to think... all I know is that I want to help Amerika. In any way possible!
"We're here."
I didn't realize I was staring at him. I turned my head to see... a forest.
"I usually fly over the forest but, sense I have you here I can't..." Ame said with a guilty look.
"That's ok, I can walk." I said.
"I mean I could just pick you up!" America said "It would save time!"
"You can't pick me up..." I said
"Ok!" America said smiling. "Bet." America was not smiling anymore.
America took his shirt off, tied it around his waist (which is very small I just noticed), spread his wings, and jumped at me.
He... picked me up... HE CAN PICK ME UP?!?!
We started souring over the trees. He looks down at me smiling like he didn't just pick me up and, is STILL carrying me.
"So I can't pick you up huh?" - America
"HOW?!?!" -Me
"I can't tell you that! You'd steal my secret!"-America
"Oh! There's my house!" - America
I look down to see 3 treehouses and a mansion all connected by bridges. America finally sets me down. I'm seriously confused about how he did that...
Oh... he gave birth to 50+ kids... never mind I get it now.
"This is a nice place you got!"-Me
"Thanks!" -America
America's blushing... he's so cute when he blushes! No! Russia he will never like you back! Idiot...
Someone comes running out of the mansion...
"MOM TEXAS PASSED OUT AND WONT WAKE UP!!!"-???
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Author's note- I'm back bitches.
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America is way to tired for this.
Non-FictionAmerica has no idea what happened. One minute he was sitting at a meeting, the next he was looking at one of his children. Now, under UN's orders he has to house some of the countries. But just who is America? And who is this man claiming to be the...
