CountryHumans| One-shots|

"America has a personification?" pt. 1

Countryhumans grew up knowing common things like the sky is blue, the grass is green, and America doesn't have a personification. It was common knowledge that the world superpower didn't have its own countryhuman. How did this start? Well, it started with a family. Britain and France were so excited to finally have children. Twins to be exact. But, only one appeared. This was the maple syrup loving country of Canada. Britain would go out and scour America in hopes of finding his son while France took care of Canada. He was never found by them anyways.

Little did they know that something went wrong when America was meant to appear and instead of with his parents he appeared on Mount Vernon where he was found by the Washingtons and raised as their own. After the war, Washington became president and the day before he was gonna introduce the still very young countryhuman he was kidnapped. He never resurfaced. Well, until now that is. You will learn all about that as I tell you the story of how they found America.

United States of America. (insert original prison name and a state that makes sense).

Chains rattled in the dark cage at the very bottom of the top security prison. A faint whimper could be heard but no one was there to hear it. No one knew that he existed. Well, except for the people who put him there. The guards didn't even know he existed. They were scared of who could be in the deepest and most secure cell in all of America. So, they never checked it out. Only those with a high enough rank were even allowed to look past the gate that blocked it from the rest of the prison.

No one knew that there was a small malnourished countryhuman barely holding on to the threads of life. He probably would've had more muscle mass if it weren't for the lack of food. He was around 19 in countryhuman standards.

A world meeting in the UK because plot.

The countries were all arguing about something. They never really got much done. That was the job of the meeting down the hall filled with the human representatives. Another difference is that the one down the hall had a representative for America.

Canada was slurping some maple syrup from the bottle he smuggled in watching with his feet against the chair that would've held his twin brother. He was at first saddened by the mear existence and emptiness of the chair. But, no one came to fill it so he started to prop his feet up with it. France was chewing on a baguette she also smuggled in. Britain was fighting currently with another nation about how English tea is the better kind of tea. He, however, didn't smuggle anything unlike the rest of the family.

Others were quarreling among themselves or watching with amused looks on their faces. Germany the self-proclaimed leader of the meeting had long given up on any sort of order and started to do some paperwork. A few other countries were also doing paperwork but most were watching the action.

Suddenly, someone burst into the room. They were wearing a regular black business suit and had an American flag pinned to their suit jacket.

"Sir, he's at it again. I swear he always seems to know when there's a world meeting. It's getting so annoying." He quickly realized he was in the wrong room as the country's all gaped at him. "Oh, um wrong room, forget I said anything." he tried backing out but the door was swung shut behind him. The countries wouldn't have been so curious if it weren't for that last line.

"Who's he?" asked Canada flicking the cap back on the bottle sealing it.

"No one, sir," The guy said starting to sweat slightly

The countries all looked down at the cowering American in front of them. Britain narrowed his eyes at the American.

"Who is he?" Britain says with an icy tone.