The 52 Problems Of America [Completed]

Day 3

"Sis, what the enfer are you doing up there?" Layla asked.

The reason she asked that, is because Madeline was on the fridge.

"I'm going to scare that dammed Brit." Madeline says.

"Which one? Victoria, Walter or England?"

"England, duh."

"Really? Wait a minute-"

'I know that tone, I know where this is going...' Madeline thought.

"You're still mad at him, aren't you?"

Madeline sighs, "Yeah..."

"Well, two things. You should get off the fridge. And probably, make amends."

"Oh, that's a good idea."

Madeline then hops off the fridge.

'Well if I have to make amends, someone else has to...'

  ~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~

"Hey, Diana." Madeline says.

"Yes?" Diana asks.

"Well, I was thinking-"

"Nope."

"But-"

"Still no."

"You don't even know what what I was going to say."

"Making amends with England..."

"How did you know?"

Diana sighs and says, "The only times you talk to me are these. During meetings and when you want something."

"Come on. What's the big deal? Why won't you do it?"

Diana was awkwardly silent.

"...Right..."

A lightbulb went off in Madeline's head.

"I'll be back!"

Madeline then ran to go get someone.

'Should I be worried?' Diana thought.

  ~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~

"Diana~!" Madeline says in a sing-song voice.

"What- Oh my god..." Diana says, tired of Madeline.

"Diana, you should make amends with England...." Martin says, unenthusiastically.

Madeline steps on Martin's foot.

"I mean, you should make amends with England!" Martin says, with enthusiasm.

"Forcing Martin to say things isn't going to work."

"Damn it!"

"Well, if that won't work..."

'Oh, god...' Diana thinks, 'Please don't-'

"Please! I can't do this alone!" Madeline begs.

"What in the hell....?" Diana asks.

Diana looks at Martin.

"She's your problem. Not mine." Martin says, while backing away slowly.

"Wait, you can't-" Diana tries to walk toward Martin, she then gets heavy.

"Seriously, what the-"

Diana looks down and sees Madeline on her left leg.

"Diana! You can't leave me!"

"This isn't my problem!"

"Uh, sis?" Layla asks.

"Oh, hi Layla!" Madeline says happily.

"What the merde is happening?"

"Doesn't matter, Layla. Just help me!" Diana says.

"Not until someone tells me what's going on."

Diana sighs, "Fine..."

~~~~~~After the backstory~~~~~~~

"So, can you get Madeline off my leg?"

"Okay."

Layla then gets Madeline off of Diana's leg.

"Thanks."

"So, Diana-"

"No."

"Please-"

"Nope."

"Diana, just say yes..." Layla says.

"Fine. I'll do it. If you pay me afterwards."

"Deal!"

'I'm going to regret this, aren't I?' Diana thinks.

Cliffhanger
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Okay, next chapter, them making amends with England.

Thank the Lord, we are going places...

Anyway, have a great day and evening!

Thank you for reading this dumb and cringe worthy fanfic so far.

Adiós Bellas!
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Cuss words in different languages:

merde = sh*t

enfer = hell