God Bless America {Sadly Discontinued}

Chapter 2

I don't own Hetalia.

Let's go.

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No one's POV

Gasping for air, he flies off the desk his head had rested on. While trying to make something of the dream he just had, he gets ready.

He goes down the stairs of the small apartment he bought for meetings like these.

He makes some pancakes, 'Not as good as Mattie's' he thought.

He had 3 cups of coffee put into a big mug and went on his way.

He came close to the building the meeting was to take place in when someone ran past, knocking his coffee over before he could drink any of it.

"SORRY!" The person yells, they seemed to be late for something and they were sincere so America just was too tired to deal with it right now, so he picked up his mug, and went into the building.

He maneuvered his way around the building and eventually found the coffee machine, getting his mug refilled, and then heading up to his meeting. A G8 (Plus China!) meeting.

He got his mask prepared and opened the door to the room.

Remember that he hasn't had his coffee yet.

He came into the room and saw this group of gangsters of something holding down Canada, Germany, China, Russia, North Italy, (I think so... *edit, I was wrong I'm pretty sure it's North Italy) England, Japan, and France.

America took a small look around the room before holding his index finger up when -what looked like- the leader decided to speak.

He is took a much-needed sip of his coffee, and then went over and put his stuff down before turning around and walking right up to the leader's face.

"Yes?" He asked raising an eyebrow,

"Your The Smile! Aren't you!?" He questioned, most of the nation's eyes widened at the name of the famous person.

"Why would you associate them with me?" America asked innocently,

"Um.. our spy found it out!"

"A spy... hm. And what makes you think they work with anyone else other than The Frown?" Another famous person's name mentioned.

(The Frown and the Smile is Canada (Frown) and America (Smile). No one other than the two of them and apparently this guy's spy know about their identities) Either mob bosses, too good gangsters, or whatever it's called. I can't explain it other than that, and both are highly trained hitmen/assassins But high up in the ranks)

They all started to look fearful.

"Well I do have a connection to both, want me to leave a message?" America asked, he has had a smile on the entirety of the time.

"N-No we'll get going," one asked. On cue, all of the gangsters let go of their hostages and jumped away as fast as possible.

"What the hell you bloody wanker! What was that?!" England asked,

"Well I think they were gangsters dude!" America said, putting his mask on.

"Yes! But then you cared more about your bloody coffee then helping and getting us out of their grasp!"

There were many thoughts that America only had a second to think about before:

"Let's start the meeting!" Germany yelled.

They just did the meeting as normal.

••America did work, Spent time with his kids, And when we time skip, he hasn't slept in 3 weeks so... ye••

••Along this time, both Italy and Estonia found out about the mask, both are good friends with the states, I'll explain later in le story••

••Timeskip to 3 Weeks in the future!!!••

His siblings had asked him to let his mask down so that others would stop harassing him. He decided to do it at the next World Meeting when everyone would be there and could see his real self.

He had mentally trained himself to (not only expect the unexpected) but how to deal with any form of anger he would get from certain events.

So far he has succeeded!

So far...

Anyways! At the meeting, he got there early like he normally would if he didn't wear the mask. Still with a smile on his face. He went into the meeting a bit earlier than normal,

"Good job being on time, git," Arthur said.

America just mentally rolled his eyes and made his way to his seat.

•Timeskip to something actually happening••

China had been presenting and well, with no other way to really put it, bullying America because of the debt that Alfred himself has no control over. Alfred was getting to his breaking point and signed to the rest of North America, Estonia, and Italy that he was going to blow. (He used ASL, American sign language) Then, China struck the match, and held it up to the bomb.
(Also no offense, I cringed while writing the next part. I am sorry for writing it, I just had to do it to make America blow up. Again, I mean no offense. [I'd also be insulting myself so...])

"America's just as idiotic as the rest of the people in his country aru~! He can't manage any money, he's so immature, and uses up all the food he's given! He's making himself fat! (CRINGE!!!) The poor people that inhabit his country! He shows that their all idiotic and stupid!" And with that, the match was lit.

America stood up abruptly, and smashed his hands into the table. Effectively scaring the people around him and breaking the table. He started to fast walk to where China was standing, with his back straight and hands behind his back.

When he finally reached China, he had a frown on his face while growling.

If China was nearly shaking because of how America looked right now. I mean, you couldn't really blame him for almost shaking out of fear, even Russia was scared a bit!

"You can insult me, my weight, and my choices. But if you even dare to insult my people, you'll find out exactly what I can do." His voice was calm, but there was no mistaking the power behind the message.

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Alright! So I have two ideas for how this story could progress, pick one and comment it and that's what I'll write first!

So I'm writing both, just need to know which one first:

1. The "The Diary" where America throws a journal on the table and I progress that way.

2. Just leaving the room with others in tow, and I progress that way.

Pick which one you would want to read first!

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So there you go! Pick your poison!

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