Swap!Mexico x Swap!America
Mexico's pov
I was visiting America for the day and was gonna tell her something...
I knocked on the door to her house. It was Germany... "Hola..." i said. "Guten Tag..." He replied. We glared at each other for a while. "Hi Mexico!" America said with a cheerful tone while walking towards us. "How are you?" "Good," i smiled. I couldn't stop smiling at that cute face. "Come on in!" She said. All three of us walked in her house, and both of them were playing video games. "You wanna play with us," she asked. "Sure," i replied. "Ok!" She walked away from us, probably to get some food, and went to another room.
"What are you doing here Germany?"
"Just wanted to see a friend,"
"I know why you're here..."
"Nein, you don't, she wanted to hang out with me,"
He left and went into the same room Ame did. I sat down on the couch and waited for a couple of minutes...
Germany's pov
I don't what's his problem.
I saw her near the counter making some nachos. "Guten Tag, Liebe~" i said. "Hi Germs," she said "You need anything?" "Oh no," I walked closer towards her where at the point i was pushing her down. "O-Oh," she stuttered. My hands went up her thighs. "G-Germany," she stuttered. "Heh~~" i said. My hands went farther up her legs. I massaged her legs. "Germany! Stop please." She said. "Nein, Liebe~" i said. One of my hands went up her shirt and grabs her breasts. "Germany!" She said. I kept massaging her breasts a bit harder. I made her face me. There were tears streaming down her face. "Why are you crying?" I asked. "S-Stop h-hurting m-me," she replied. I was a bit mad. "Don't you like this?.." i said angrily "NO!" She yelled.
Mexico's pov
I heard a yell from the kitchen. I ran in there and saw America crying with Germany touching her in a way. My face blew up in anger. "MANTENTE LEJOS DE SU PERRA!" I yelled. I shot him in the leg with my gun and grabbed her. "¿Estas bien?" I asked. "Don't know what that means but I'm not ok..." she replied. I picked her up bridal style and put her on the couch. I walked back in the kitchen with that puta. I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the house. When we were outside said this to him with my sunglasses off "Si alguna vez vuelves aquí, no dudaré en matarte..."
I threw him on the grass and walked back in the house.
"America," i said "What did he do to you?" She hesitated to say but she replied "H-He t-touched m-me i-in a v-very u-uncomfortable w-way a-and-" she was about to finish but she was crying her eyes out. "Please stay with me," she cried "I'm afraid if he comes back." She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. I patted her head like a child. "Don't worry, he will never hurt you like that again."
Britain's pov
Germany limped inside the house while he grabbed his leg. "Help!" He said. Me, Spain, and France ran towards him. "Who did this?" Spain asked. "Mexico did this," he said "America is in danger." I saw Canada ran inside the house with an ax. "America is in danger?!" He yelled "Show me where she is!" He nodded and said "He's at her house," Canada ran and left the house to save America. "What happened specifically?" Spain asked. "My son would never do this." I nodded. France took Germany to the hospital while me and Spain ran to go get Canada so he won't murder Mexico.
America's pov
Me and Mexico were hugging for a bit and we sat in the couch watching Netflix. "Thank you for coming," i said "if you didn't come when you did," "i don't know what he would've done to me," I cuddled on him and he's warm. I wanted this to last forever.
*BANG BANG BANG*
I heard it on the door and then i hear a loud crash. "Ame, are you ok," i heard my brother say "Did Mexico hurt you?" 'Wait what.' I thought. He ran in the living room and yelled at Mexico, "What did you do to my sister?" I got up and tried to calm him down with, "Nada, I'm ok." "Are you sure." "Yes," My dad and Spain ran in also. "Mexico, you have some explaining to do." Spain said. Mexico got up and asked "What did i do?" My father and Spain yelled at him, "What did you do to my daughter/America?!"
My dad walked towards me and asked "Germany said that Mexico hurt you," "did he hurt you?" I didn't want to reply because of what Germany did. "Mexico was the one who saved me," i replied, "Germany, well Germany..." "What did Germany do?" He asked with concern and anger in his voice. "He touched me in places where i don't want to be touched." I said. His face lit up in anger. "GERMANY DID WHAT!" he yelled. Spain, Canada, and Mexico stopped yelling and looked at us. "Let's go visit him..." he grows under his breath...
To be continued....
