The Assasination Game

Ending This Shit

Despite the fiasco in the halls, America got through class fairly easy.

Lunch wasn't so bad, mostly cause he sat with his friends. As soon as he sat down with Japan, he shot her. Canada, who'd been a few steps away from the table, stopped. America saw him and they only saw each other for a brief moment before Canada turned tail and ran. America immediately chased after him, leaving Japan to sit by herself until Germany and South Korea joined her. 

"Was that America who just ran out right now?"

"And Canada. His new target."

"Ah, so he got Poland, huh?"

"はい (hai)."

"Japan?"

Said country jumped in her seat at the intruding voice. She turned around and actually sighed in relief once she realized it was only Russia. 

"Ah, hello Russia. Is there something I could help you with?"

"Do you know where America is?"

Japan tilted her head back in surprise, before exclaiming out loud, "Oh! That's right, you have to shoot him!" She went back to her food, "I don't know where he is, he just ran off after Canada. Honestly. Even if I did, why would I tell you?"

"Any ideas?"

She shook her head, "none."

"Thanks anyways. I'll just find him myself. Or I'll get him during fourth."

So Russia went away. As he walked down the halls, he heard some laughter coming from around the corner. He payed no mind, until he heard America's name mentioned.

"Jesus, I honestly thought that America kid was cool. But when he came dressed like that, it was so weird. I don't know why the school let him get away with that kind of shit."

"Right? Did you hear about Ms. Lynn? She almost fought a student because he was talking shit at America. Guess she's some kind of ally. Or maybe she's one of those weirdos herself. Mr. Lin had to step in so she wouldn't go crazy."

"Fuck, man. Some people just always gonna act insane over stupid shit."

"Hey, not gonna lie, though. America probably has better ass than most if the girls in this place. Not gonna lie, the shorts looked good on him."

"Woah man, that's kind of gay."

"I'm not saying I'd want to fuck him or anything. No homo. But, if he were an actual girl, I'd tap it."

"Gross, man."

"Whatever, I--"

Having heard enough, Russia stepped out, and the two stopped talking when they heard him. They relaxed when they realized it just another student, even if it was Russia.

"What was that you were saying earlier? About America?" he asked.

"Oh, you didn't hear? He came dressed like a girl today," the one wearing a red cap answered.

"Really?"

"Yeah, it was weird. Some dude really tried to tell him off for it, but of course, a dumb bitch of a teacher stepped in," his buddy with a white sweatshirt chimed in, rolling his eyes at the last part.