America x The Nyo World Scenarios

Romano x America 1

America woke up with a dizzy as he sees the room clear up. He rubbed his eyes and looked around the room. He saw Romano lying on the ground as America thought he should help him up.

"Romano," America said, "Are you-?"

"Shut the fuck up, ya fucking bastard!" Romano said in a sassy fem... I'm sorry. He's a girl now?! Romano moved her hands to her chest as she screamed so loud that you could have sworn that America's glasses might break. She stops when America placed his arms around her and kissed her forehead. The female Italian blushed like her tomato garden.

"What happened?" Asked a female French voice.

"England!" Yelled out the female Norwegian, "What did you do to us!!!"

"I didn't mean to!" England said as she panics, "I hope I didn't make this permanent,"

"If you did, I'll murder," Sweden said as she placed her hands behind on England's shoulders.

"Wait! Why isn't America a girl?" Italy asked as she glares at America. America slow backed away as he figured he's the only guy in the room. After hearing from Estonia about that he was in a room full of girls, he could feel the same for the dude.

"He should be the one who should be the girl then!" said China as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Probably it's because, during one of our dates, he mentions about one of his dreams. I figure I used a protection spell over him would work," Norway spoke. England tacked down Norway and the girls were having a catfight. America got in the between and got a scratch on his face.

"Okay, stop fighting!" said Prussia as she went over to America and clean his cut a little. England and Norway have been placed one side of the table. They all took a moment to calm down and then they all asked America one question. Since it would seem that they won't get along well if this has to happen. America did say that he's going to be sorry for breaking up with them if they won't get along well like this. So they felt said and America said they should cancel the meeting today and meet up again next month.

-Hotel Room-

"That fucking bastard is going to pay for this!" Romano said as she paced on the floor. Italy was busy with the new clothes she shopped for. Thanks for some help with miss Hungary with it. Luckily she was in town with Austria. And after explaining things to them about what happened, Hungary gave the two girls the talk and they went out shopping with them.

"Grande sorella-" Italy started but Romano pointed at her.

"Don't call me that! I'm still your Grande Fratello! And you can't do anything to change that!" Romano told her. Italy rolled her eyes as she holds one of her clothes in the suitcase. The door knocked as Italy said that she'll get it. Hoping it could be the room service. When she did, Italy came back into the room with a smile on her face. Romano looked over at Italy as she went to grab her sister.

"The fuck are you doing?!" Romano asked her.

"Someone's at the door for you," Italy told her as she drags her sister over to the door.

"I don't want to talk to fucking Spain," Romano told her.

"Not even your hero?" Said that familiar accent. Romano looked at America as he was on one knee and held-.

"Nope," Romano said as she slammed the door on America's face. America was stun to have that happen to him. Usually, it would be about Romano having a tantrum with Germany or Spain, but this is different. Maybe she's on her period? America could hear the Italian's talking in the other room and they spoke in their native language. He only got a little of it. Mostly "Bastard" meaning America and sorella meaning sister.

He waited for what felt like an hour and the door opened to see Romano glaring at him.

"You better make this fast, otherwise I'm going to kick you in your family jewels so hard that you won't be about to have kids," Romano said.

"Noted," America spoke to himself. Romano crossed her arms over her chest as she looks at America. America cleared his throat as he looks up at the Italian female.

"Romano, Italy," America started, "From the time you started to clean my house and from the time that you asked me to help you on certain things, I'm glad that I was able to be a help to you."

"What the fuck about the cleaning part?" Romano asked.

"That is from teaching me that I shouldn't be so lazy about my collection on DC Comics," America replied. Before Romano was about to shut the door on his face again, America went back to talking, "B-but I know we both have our ups and downs. And somehow we made a perfect pair. I'm sorry that I've cheated on you with many other nations and your sister... So I'm asking if you want to marry me," America finished.

Romano closed the door softer as America heart broke. That was kinda harsh for-

"Italy!" Romano yelled, "Get the fuck out and spend the night with potato bastard! There's going to be a shit ton of condoms in the morning!" America paled down as he tried to think about this. Does this mean that she'll marry him or not? Italy came out and she smiled down at him.

"Play nice with Grande sorella, please," Italy told him. America nod as Italy skipped down the halls and America got up from his knees. Opening the door, America saw Romano in... a French Maid costume?

"What else does that region of your's that needs to be clean?" She asked. America's still confused.

"Does this mean that you'll...?" Romano walked over to him as she rubs his chest.

"What do you think?" She asked once more.

"Yes?"

"Bed, now,"

"Yes, my princess,"