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Contains: mild violence, smut and swearing. This chapter is kinda long btw so if U don't have much time this probably ain't a good idea to read this.
Russia: male
America:male
Russia and America had a long history of hating each other, and tried to avoid each other at all costs. Whenever they went to meetings, they'd always somehow get into a disagreement.
The United Nations was sick of it. She made a promise to herself, if Russia and USA ruin one more meeting, she'd act.
America's POV:
"Hey America, is the meeting still on tomorrow"? Canada asked. "Yeah." I grumbled.
"Oh, good. I was just wondering, why aren't you getting ready? It's on at 8:30AM tomorrow morning.. shouldn't you be preparing"? Canada asked.
"Yeah, yeah I will". I huffed.
"... America? Is everything ok"? Canada said, a hint of concern in his voice.
"Mhmm. Yeah." I said bluntly.
Canada tilted his head, watching me out the corner of his eye. I glared back, snorting at him.
"America, seriously. You haven't been acting like yourself ever since United Nations announced the meeting. Is there something worrying you"?
"Ugh, whatever. Since you just had to know, Russia is the reason." I hissed. "But I'm not worried about anything, thank you very much". I said.
Canada's POV:
"Ame! No need to act rude.. I was just asking. And, by the way, you should just ignore Russia if he's being mean." I calmly advised.
"Ignore him?! He's the most annoying fucker I've ever met! Just looking at his bozo face makes me want to punch him!" America snapped.
I shook my head and sighed. "Well, if you're the one stirring him up, then just don't, and if he's the one stirring you up, then tell United Nations."
"Pfft, WHAT"?! America laughed. "What am I, a snitch"!? America said. He slammed his fists onto the table, before getting up and storming off.
He went to his room and slammed the door shut. Suddenly, Australia walked over.
"Jeez, what's his problem"? Australia laughed.
"Firstly, his temper and ego- and secondly.... Russia. What am I gonna do with him.." I sighed.
No one's POV:
America was sitting on the floor in his room, sulking to himself. He hated Russia with a burning passion, and was coming up with plans to pick on Russia at the meeting. That was if Russia didn't already have his own plans...
The next morning, France knocked on America's bedroom door. "America! Time to get up and ready for the meeting, hun"! She called.
"Ugh, mom! Just 5 more minutes.." America mumbled.
"No, Ame. You've already slept in. Up now, please. breakfast is ready"!
"fine." America huffed.
He got up out of bed and lazily staggered to the kitchen table. New Zealand was there, eating breakfast.
"Hey, grumpy! Canada said that you don't wanna go to the meeting because of Russia. Is that true"? She said.
America scowled to himself. "Ugh. Canada has been talking shit, and has told the whole family about my issues with Russia".. America thought. He didn't bother replying to New Zealand, but his annoying little sister kept yapping away about what Canada had told her. America finished his breakfast, not making eye contact with New Zealand or anyone else who happened to walk by.
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