"God Dammit America! I told you a thousand times already! You can't blow up the moon!" Jane, America's adviser, was already red in the face from his stupid ideas. She's a small brown haired crazy lady. Ok, ok, I'll be nice. She's my friend. At times she can be crazy and weird but she's my weirdo.
"What's our strategy this time?" I'm Britain's adviser. I help him make good decisions.
"Let's get our ideas out to them first and see how it goes."
"Deal! I have the best adviser!"
We heard a chuckle from America.
"Dude! You're so hilarious! Best adviser!? Yah right! Jane's the best adviser!"
At that, Britain was steaming!
"America! You bloody wanker! I'll kick you in the knickers!"
As those two fought it out, Jane, Russia, and I went and had some tea. Germany had enough, and as usual, slammed his hand on the table and demanded that we get to business.
"Get your schieße in a group!"
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FanfictionHetalia axis powers fan fiction: Can May and Jane make good decisions for England and America? Or will everything end in disaster? [some dirty content]
