The Real Hell is at Home

Flashback 2.

The conference went well, considering... Alfred was depressed on the inside, not that you could tell with his Hollywood smile. After everyone said goodbye, everyone went backstage. And that's were Alfred broke down, he started crying and curled into himself. The president and Frist lady were quick to comfort him.

"T-they hate me!" Alfred cried out, scratching at his arms roughly "They are so disappointed to have me as a personification..."

Lauren gently stopped him from scratching his arms, Natalie softly shushed him. She wiped his tears softly.

"No sweetie, they don't hate you. They hate that mask of yours." Natalie says 

"Yeah, you're are perfect Alfred. They just don't see that yet. "Lauren says softly, still holding his arms gently.

Alfred continues to cry, the hate from his own people was huge but then their was a small spec that found him...Adorable?

The president looks over Alfred worriedly while her wife contacts the states, she was on the phone with Delaware, who was watching the others fight for the phone. They don't realize Delaware already took it.

"He's getting really bad. He's trying to claw the skin off his arms and is crying really hard. He won't respond to us anymore." Lauren said softly, worriedly

"That is bad." Delaware concluded " I'll send in emotional support."

"Oh thank god, when will they be here?" Lauren asks

"Right about-" Delaware was cut off

"FREDKA!" Holy crap it's ze motherland.

Ivan, ran to Alfred and gently craddled the American in his arms whispering sweet nothings as he held his arms away so he couldn't scratch anymore skin off.

The president and first lady were dumbfounded, they knew Alfred had a lover from all the not so hidden love bites and when he limps with said love bites. But never who was giving such love.

Seeing their country with the man he supposedly hates after the Cold War was, shocking. Their was no hate in their actions.

Alfred was crying into Ivan's chest and Ivan was petting his back continuing his mantra of love. Alfred no longer trying to skin his arms.

Ivan at some point shifted to Russian, the American calmed down slowly. He then lay against Ivan and passed out. The dark bags under his eyes making themselves known.

Ivan shakes his head and lifts his sleeping wife bridal style, Alfred cuddles into his chest cutely. Getting more sleep then he has in the past week.  Let's not mention the month so far.

"I ship it." Lauren said. Natalie nodded in agreement. "Wanna go write fanfiction?" Natalie nodded again, mouth open slightly.

"So, how long have you two been together?" Natalie asks

"Hmm...A handfull of centuries da. We've been married for almost twenty years now. Something about waiting for the legalization of same sex marriage da." Ivan said happily "Anyway, the children want their mother back and so I shall be leaving da."

Ivan left in a similar fashion that he arrived, they then snook out of there to who knows where.

Meanwhile, the people of America are as dissapointed with their personification as they are with their government.

Also at the same time, states were silently judging everyone angrily. Their was an increase of bar fights in Texas. The Texas 5 angry at everyone.

Cassidy was burrowed in her cabin in the mountains, in a thick burrito reading the news from her phone. She didn't want to face the world even if she still wasn't known. She's also reading any and all Russia x America stories appearing since the reveal. Shippers already on high alert.

The other states well, they go from mad to sad to mad again easily. So basically, chaos. Not unusual.

Wendy's window death machine lived up to her name, she slaughtered someone with a knife as they were talking shit about Alfred while giving Florida her food. The gator got a treat later. Also, RIP.

The thirteen, mostly Massachusetts, started throwing haters in the harbor... Fun.

Then, an idea was formed, a dangerous and outrageous idea. What if, they started a blog all about life at their home and expose the real America to the world.

If and when they got caught, their would be hell to pay. Century long groundings, extra chores, extra paperwork. Heck, anything was on the table.

But, if the world see's their mother as they do. It will be worth it. The world could see the selfless, caring, and genuinely sweet America. See what he does for them, for the others, for his children.

So, this became something every state agreed on. Something, that is basically implausible. Something that every state agrees on is something to revere and be oh so very afraid of.

So, The Real Hell is at Home was born. 4 states were convinced (blackmailed) into being the main perpetrators. Well, one volunteered but whatever.

And well, you know the rest. Also, after the blog was started the violence stopped. Mostly.

A/N- A bit shorter than usual but whatever. I think I will have reaction chapters in place of the flashbacks. But that's in the air. Also, I wrote this instead of homework and oh god I've never needed to pee more in my life. Oh wait, TMI.

What is editing?

Au revoir!