Imperial Japan had his hands snaking around Mongolia's body.
Imperial Japan: I have almost every Asian country in my collection. Your lovely body will make the perfect final piece. What do you say?
Mongolia: Well, when you put it like that...
Out of nowhere, a hand pulls him out of the Imperialist's hold. Soviet Union was holding his comrade near him. Mongolia's face flushes a crimson red, his body becoming warm from the close contact.
USSR: Get lost, this one is mine~
Imperial Japan: But I need him for my cause~
USSR: You'll find another one elsewhere!
The two bumped heads, both giving looks that could kill. Mongolia was between them getting nervous.
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