Countryhumans Oneshots/Short Stories (On Hold)

You've Done it Now.--Short Story

No au set. But this is weird, it has metions of actual people, but its only the countrys making the decisions? Idk why I wrote it like this, just dont question it. Seemed best fit.

Probably should've said earlier, but I (usually) never pre-read. Mainly because im lazy and/or have something else to work on.

Im sorry for the delay! I got very sick while writing this so I had to stop. But I feel much better now! Thanks for your patience!

So sorry for spelling mistakes. And history mistakes.

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America pov

God Nazi is really beating their ass isn't he? I sigh and put the report down. I worry about Canada, he's to innocent to be in this war, and my dad is to old.

But I can't help, my states and people are still recovering from WW1, jumping into this one is to risky. Unless they attack me, I'll only send supplies to my brother and dad, but I wont join. But they know what I can do, they shouldn't test me.

But, then again, France fell. Britains best friend. Not only that but they seemed to have turned on him. And Canada is stressed, he doesn't have as good as a army as them, or a navel force. (Note: I don't know shit about these armies, im only saying this for the sake of the story) He's worried he's sending his people on a death mission...

I shake my head, clearing those thoughts from my head. They will do fine, Britain isn't gonna give up easily, even under all those bombings. And Canada is more likely to surrender before more of his people get killed. I get up from my chair and stretch, yawning as I do so.

But USSR could be a problem, sure he turned on Nazi. But who's to say he wont turn again?

My study door bursts open. I yell as I turn towards it, grabing the AK under my chair and aiming it at the door.

"WOAH!"

I blink wildly, as my vision got blurry and my head dizzy from standing up so fast. Only to see a distraught Hawaii. I shakly sigh and put my gun down. Making sure it's unseen, before looking back up at him. And I now get a closer look at him.

He's sweating, his sunglasses grapsed in his hand, with one of the lens broken. His wet jacket is just barely hanging on his arm. Only the slight elavation keeping it from falling. His riped jeans are coverd in oil. And he has what seems to be a mix of blood, dirt, and oil on his hands.

He seemed to be crying as well.

"Jesus christ! Are you okay man!? What happened?"

"AMERI-FUCK, ITS BAD!"

"What? Whats bad?"

"PEARL HARBOR MAN!"

I freeze at that, Pearl Harbor was holding the best ships of my Navel force. They where supposed to be stationed there in case someone threated us. What happend to it?

"Hawaii. What. Happened. To. Pearl. Harbor."

"J-JAPAN BOMBED IT MAN! 2,403 PEOPLE DIED! OUR 8 U.S. BATTLESHIPS ARE DAMAGED, 4 SUNK! THEY SANK 3 CRUISERS,  A ANTI-AIRCRAFT SHIP! AND DAMAGED ALL THE DESTROYERS AND ONE MINELAYER!"

I freeze at this information.

Wait......what? WHAT!? MOTHERFUCKERS! I HAVENT DONE SHIT TO THEM AND THEY GO AND BASICALLY FORCE ME INTO THIS STUPID FUCKING WAR! JAPAN WILL REGRET DOING THAT!

"A-Ameri?"

I stay silent for a few seconds.

"Are the fuel storages and repair centers still intact?"