Chapter 8: Run first, Ask questions Later

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"America, who is this Maxwell you spoke of?"

"Why did your boss interrupt the meeting?"

"I heard something about flowers! What was that about?"

America was starting to get both annoyed and nervous at the questions coming from the other nations. Annoyed because they were sticking there noses were they didn't belong though America knew he was one to talk about minding ones own business. And nervous because he knew he couldn't tell them about what was going on with Maxwell. He wanted to believe me!

But in his heart he knew that he couldn't.

They would just make fun of him and call him weak for not being able to handle the situation properly. Really things were getting out of hand and he honestly didn't know what to do anymore. But right now he had to deal with these guys.

"Guys one at time geez!" America said gesturing for everything to quiet down which was a little odd of him because he was usually the one to make the noise in the first place. "Ok so who's Maxwell? You seemed angry when you said there name." Italy asked curiosity laced in his tone of voice as he looked at America with wide chestnut eyes. America knew those were puppy eyes, however they didn't work on him because Alfred also had them.

"Uh, he's a friend. Let's just leave it at that." America started fidgeting nervously not making eye contact with the bubbly Italian. "Oh that's good. It's nice to have friends! I have Germany and Japan as my best friends. I think Romano and I are friends too, but he's always yell at me so I'm not so sure. Oh and Big brother France and Big brother Spain are--" Germany cover Italy's mouth with a gloved hand and sighed in annoyance.

"Italy! Ve are in the middle of questioning America, no more babbling. Are ve clear?" Germany command coldly causing the smaller nation to nod his head rapidly in fear. Germany uncovered Italy's mouth and they went back to questioning the American personification, who was currently trying to sneak out of the room.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?!"

The shout from the unknown nation caused all attention to be turned towards the conference room door where America was trying to sneak out the door with his briefcase. "Uh I remembered I had something to do, ssssooooo bye!" With that America booked it out the door leaving everyone with more questions than answers.
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In another part of town Maxwell sat in his study, day dreaming about his one true love. Alfred. He had just sent every kind of flower to the White House and he was pretty proud of it. Soon enlighten Alfred would be his no matter how much the American resisted his charm.

They all give in eventually. Alfred just needed more work and Maxwell excepted that with open arms. It would make when he finally fell for him that much sweeter.

"Mr.Smith, the president is on the line for you..." His assistant's voice brought him back to reality and he pressed a button telling the women to give him the call. "Hello Mr.President what do you-----" the blonde was cut off by one very angry president. "Don't you 'hello' me young man! What's the big idea covering the White House wall to wall in flowers?! And why are they addressed to Alfred?" To Maxwell the man sounded much like an overprotective parent, but he didn't voice his thoughts instead trying to explain the flowers.

"Well sir, you see I've fallen in love with America and I plan to make him mine soon. The flowers were a small display of my love for him, did he like them?" Maxwell asked his voice full of love and passion that had the president going silent for a moment before he exploded. "You can't go out with America! And no he didn't like the flowers in fact it gave everyone allergies, you idiot! On top of all that he's at a meeting with the other nations so he's not even here." The president's words made Maxwell frown as he clenched the phone tightly.

"Where is he right now? I need to talk to him!" Maxwell shouted at his boss before going completely silent. "Oh never mind you already told me duh! Thanks for that!" With no regard for his boss, Maxwell hung up the phone, stood up from his desk, and grabbed his jacket from the coat rack.

Maxwell exited his study, quickly telling his assistant to cancel all his appointments toady before he went out to see his love.

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