American Oneshots

Oneshot 1.2

They started walking towards the doors of the meeting hall, all three of them with a smile. As they stood outside, America took in a deep breath, ready to take in anything, and opened the door.

As America opened the door, light blinded his eyes for a minute before everything came into view. The room was HUGE. There were lanterns being hung to make the room brighter. There were at least 3 windows on each wall. The floor was a sparkly brown. There was a huge table in the center of the room. It was wood and was shaped into an oval big enough for every country to fit. Though the room was magnificent, what caught his eyes were all the nations yelling. There was so much chaos, America was overwhelmed. There was yelling, talking, touching, hugging, dark auras, and...sleeping? In all this noise? Before America was more overwhelmed, Prussia had called for attention. "Alright every awesome one of you guys, of course not as awesome as me! I have someone I want to introduce!" This caused everyone to turn their attention toward them. As everyone started to stare, America had a feeling it was time to introduce himself. "Hello dudes and dudettes! I'm America, originally England's colony, but I won the war for my independence and now I'm a country! It's nice to meet every one of you!" He stated while giving the brightest smile the countries had ever seen.

The countries were taken aback. He was America?! The colony that fought an empire and won? He was only physically 13 or 14! Not to mention he was beautiful! He had silk blonde hair with a little strand that refused to stay down, most likely a cowlick. He had crystal blue orbs that held the hopes and dreams of others, causing them to shine beautifully. He had sun-kissed skin that seemed to be caressed by the sun. And lastly, that smile of his. Oh it was angelic. If he hadn't told them he was a country, they would've believed he was an angel sent to them. They were snapped back into reality when someone started to run up to America. "New Sweden! Is that you! Oh it must be you, I recognize that smile and those eyes anywhere!" The man cried as he hugged America. Who is he? America thought. New Sweden...That sounds familiar. America came out his thoughts, when a tall blonde who had glasses walked up to them, and started to hug both of them. America stood there confused until Denmark called out to them. "Sweden, Finland, let the kid go. He's confused." Sweden....Finland...They sound so familiar..wait aren't they..- "- My first colonizers!" America said out of nowhere. They both looked at him surprised. "You remember us!" The smaller man said. "It's a little hazy...but I remember having a lot of fun times with you," America replied with a smile. "That's enough," the taller man replied while ruffling America's head causing him to giggle.

"Um..your Finland," America said pointing to the smaller man, "And your Sweden right?" He asked while pointing to the taller man who nodded in return. He gave them another smile and said, "It's nice to see you again...I missed you." This caused Finland to cry and hug America even tighter until Sweden pulled him off saying that he was suffocating him. America smiled when he heard a voice. "Wait that means he's our younger brother!" Two Europeans said as they approached the group. Finland nodded in return. America looked at them, they almost looked the same, except one had a clip in his hair, had a hat, and a swirl sticking out. As America stared at them, he came to realize they actually were actually very different from each other. "Ah, big brother, we should introduce ourselves," the one with a puffin replied. The other one nodded and turned to America. "I'm Norway-" "- And I'm Iceland. It's nice to meet you little brother." America was shook. He had just gained more siblings, but he didn't mind and smiled in return. "Uh huh, it's nice to meet you too...big brothers?" America asked while tilting his head cutely. This caused the two Europeans to blush but nodded in response. Before they could say anything more, America was caught in an overly touchy hug. "Amerique!"

"France! Hey dude, it's been forever since we've seen each other!" America exclaimed. France nodded in return as his hand started to travel downwards on America's back. Before he could touch America's back, he was pulled off by an angry Fin."HEY FRANCY PANTS, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE PUTTING YOUR HANDS ON MY SON!" America smiled at the thought of being called a son, as he tried to calm the now angry Finland and sweating France. After calming down the two, America was yet again approached, but now by a group. They were all female nations.

"Oh my god! You're so cute!" One of the nations squealed as she pinched Alfred's cheeks. One of the nations started to pull her off as America started to rub his cheeks. After she calmed down, America decided to thank her for the compliment and gave yet another smile. She was about to attack again but was held off by the same nation earlier. "Hey, we need to introduce ourselves before we go attacking." "Oh right! I'm Hungary, little America!" The woman who had pulled his cheeks earlier replied. "I'm Belgium. Nice to meet you!" The nation who pulled Hungary off earlier introduced. "I'm Liechtenstein, it's nice to meet you Mr. America." An asian nation came forth, "I'm Taiwan! Hi America!" Each female nation introduced themselves one after another. There were only two female nations left. One of them started to drag the other to him. "Welcome to the world meeting, I'm Ukraine." Ukraine said while smiling gently to him. America said hello back and turned to the last girl, waiting for an introduction,expectantly, like a child. The last nation saw his look and reluctantly gave in. "I'm Belarus,"she muttered loud enough for him to hear. AMerica nodded and replied to their introductions, "I'm America as you already heard. You can just call me America, no need to be formal since you ladies are all older and I would like to be friends with all you beautiful ladies." Alfred gave an innocent yet charming smile, which caused him to win over all the ladies that day. Where he learned that move, it had to be because of England's gentleman teaching and France's flirting techniques. But that doesn't matter. ;) 

America then went around to other nations, or nations came to him, to get to know them better while still having the bright smile. With that, the nations all unconsciously started to become entranced with the little American. But one nation hit hard: Russia. America took a seat next to him, and started up a conversation happily. Russia was taken aback. Someone was actually talking to him! Russia then turned to America to ask, "You aren't scared of me?" America took in this question only to reply instantly, "Why? Should I be?" This took everyone in the meeting by surprise. America, who seemed only to be 13, wasn't scared of the big, scary, cold Russian. This caused everyone to take another good look at America, which all led them to think he was some saint. America just started to talk again, when the doors bursted open.

"Oh, I'm so sorry lads, the meeting with the king took longer than I expected-" The Brit was cut off when he made eye contact with the American. It took only a few seconds for the Brit to become enraged. "YOU BLOODY WANKER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" He shouted at America, which took everyone by surprise except America. "Why? Can't I be here. I mean I am a nation now after all. And you should know that the best, isn't that right Iggy?" America replied smoothly, which made England furious. "NO AMERICA! YOU CAN'T BECAUSE I SAID SO! SO GET YOUR BUTT BACK TO AMERICA RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN!" Before America could reply, all the nations stood up. "No I think he can, right guys?" Prussia asked, causing nods all around. "We actually favor America being here, because he lights up the mood, da?" Russia questioned causing more nods to escalate. Soon everyone started putting their opinion in, and let's just say England couldn't talk back and so he went to sulk in the corner.

America was taken pleasantly by surprise. He began to laugh, causing the nations to look over to him. America stopped laughing and resulted to only giggling. "Thanks a lot, guys. I all owe you one." America smiled thankfully, making all the nations' hearts melt. They all replied in a combination of "you're welcome" or "no problem". The meeting started, and everything went to normal for a minute before chaos ensured again because of someone deciding to grope another nation *cough cough* France *cough cough*. But in the chaos, all the nations had this weird feeling. Even though America was the youngest, they just had this feeling he was going to become someone important. Someone big. And they were all so right, but that's a story for another time.
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And there you go, first oneshot is done.. Pretty proud.. 1582 words y'all. If I made mistakes, quarantine us getting to me and  slowly going insane so...