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~Cap. 2 - U.S.A.~

-Pov. USA.-
(Esto esta escrito sin traductor lamento las fallas :'3)
[PD: la versión traducida de esto está en otro capítulo y si no está para cuando lo quieres leer avisame y dare una traduccion rapida ;v]

Today's the Monthly meeting of ONU, me and my brother arrived somewhat late because of the traffic, My brother always insists in going by foot but I'm to lazy to do that... Anyways back to the topic; That meeting is always (at least in my opinion) super boring, but it's obligatory to go so whatever, My brother on the other hand is always particitive and likes to take mental notes on certain things, and because everyone «Likes him» he always covers me up, so I invented a way to fall asleep without anyone realizing anything.

It's simple, I only have too lay my head on my arm and sleep with my sunglasses on, so nobody can see, Canada doesn't mind, and he'll wake me up if I need to talk, it has always been like that, but today, well, It wasn't... North America hasn't been together for a long time, Canada and I usually sit together, but I would NEVER sit down next to the beaner.

Mexico, he has always hated me, and I do too, kind of, I just do it because he does I've tried to tell him I really tried to say that I actually--

-¡.....Pend*jo!

-¡México! Holy jesus, ¡¿estás bien?!

¿Qué paso? ¿Qué estoy haciendo? Me duele mi mejilla....

-Y-ya... ¡Ya quítese a la verga!

-W-what? Mexico?

Were the words that came out of my mouth, I was really sleepy, ah fuck, I know what happened, they didn't wake me up properly, and I went in fight mode, well shit.

-¡Si wey soy yo, quítate o ahora si te voy a romper la madre!

I slowly removed my hands from Mexico, I could feel I was blushed (thank god I was wearing glasses) and he was too, but the blush was covered by blood and several cuts, that I think I made.

-Brother you really should get up now...

-Oh.. yeah.

The truth is that I liked it.. liked the sensation of his skin... How he was embarrassed... I sound like a frikin' perv... I got up quickly and I proceeded to clean myself to then offer Mexico my hand.

-Hay si tu puta madre...

He said as he turned out my hand and got up by himself, Canada was already behind me patting my shoulder, as he was trying to comfort me, he knews practically everything about me.

-Espero que tengas una buena disculpa para ahorita mismo.

I felt his embarassment as people were laughing and whispering at the background.

-What?! Why?!? You were the one that was shaking me!

-¡¡Así que estuviste despierto todo el p*to tiempo!!

-That was not what I said, dumbass!

-¡No me vengas con tus «dumvases» tu pta verga-!

-Why can you admit it was your fault?!

-¡Por que no lo era! ¡Es nuestro turno de hablar maldita s-!

-Wait a second-

We both looked to the side at the stage, but our sight was covered by the body of the directrice who was there staring us, dead in the eyes with one of the most scary faces I've seen in my life, well shit...