"Hey little dude what's wrong?"
"I have no arms."
"So, there's no need to be down in the dumps about it."
"But how can I dab?
"Hmmm... This is more severe than I thought."
"Perhaps if we put our brains together we can find a solution."
"That's it!"
*America puts his mochi on his head and leaves the room. He walks into England's office."
"Hey England, you have to go outside and stand on the curb."
"Why would I have to do that you git? And why do you have your mochi on your head?"
"It's garbage day."
*America dabs and Mochi's eyes sparkle, they leave the room in a hurry.*
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America And His Mochi
FanfictionI like america, you like america. let's sit down and listen to what they have to say. Whether it be short or long, these two always have something to say.
