Mongolia found barrels of oil under an abandoned coal mine. Somehow, America knew about it.
America: Heeeey! Magnolia.
Mongolia: Uhm... It's Mongolia.
America: Yeah, whatever. Listen, I got a proposition for you [Wraps a hand around him]
Mongolia: O///O O-Okay...
America: Listen, you give me those two barrels of goods, and I'll find a way to make you worthwhile, what do ya say?~
Mongolia was steaming hot as America rubbed circles around Mongolia's chest with his index finger. His mind soon went blank, passing out right next to him.
America: Dude, are you OK?!!
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