Oneshot 13 - Falling With Style

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A/N: Before you ask, yes. This entire oneshot is gonna be about our favorite main characters falling for around an hour or two. Yes I'm that bored but ever since I saw that one scene in Dreamtalia where they were falling into a whirlpool(?) I thought: O N E S H O T. So here we are now.

Reminder: The rusame isn't as big as the other oneshots but, this was written before the situation with Ukraine, Russia, and the U.S! Thank you for reading though!

Ight. Let's go.
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It was a normal G8 meeting with your favorite main characters America, England, France, China, Russia, Germany, North Italy, and Japan. Tagging along with them, Spain, South Italy, Prussia, and who? Cause honestly why not?

They were doing what they usually did at every meeting.

They ain't doing shit.

England and France were currently holding eachother in a chokehold, China was busy trying to sell suspicious medicine to random nations, Japan was drawing down some new anime ideas, North Italy was yelling US president names, South Italy was about to go chomp down on Spain's finger, America and Russia were about to do a France and England, Germany was gonna blow. Hard.

A loud noise hit the table and the nations all stopped to turn around but quickly squeaked in fear. Some screamed.

"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!" Germany yelled.

"We need to start the meeting. Now. China you're up."

China got up and grabbed his papers, making his way to the front of the room.

"Today I will be talking about pollution-" A loud scream was heard by the nations and a frazzled America was seen.

"NO! FUCK THIS I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE." America jumped over the table and to the window. All the nations grabbed him and tried pulling him back but he kept a hold onto the now open window.

"AMERICA FOR FUCKS SAKE CALM THE FUCK DOWN." England yelled at the American nation.

"N E V E R." America growled out. He twisted his body towards the meeting but he severely underestimated how strong the nations grip was. So when he turned he accidentally pulled them with him out the window. So he, Mr.United States, was currently holding onto a window ledge at the top floor, with 10 other nations hanging onto eachother.

France, North Italy, England, Canada, and South Italy were screaming messes.

"WAH LUDWIG WE ARE GOING TO DIE!" Italy screamed, holding onto to the German's leg.

"NEIN. WE ARE NOT GOING TO DIE."
Germany had to yell since it was quite windy.

France just screeched loudly while England looked like he had been to hell and back five times. Canada just held Kumajiro who was holding onto China while Canada screamed.

"HAHA DON'T WORRY GUYS. IF I CAN JUST SOMEHOW GET MY BODY INTO THE WINDOW THEN WE'LL BE FI- OH HEY LITTLE DUDE!" America yelled.

"Hello Mr.America! Is jerk England here today?" Sealand waved before asking.

"UH. YEAH?"

"Oh. Okay then. Nothing personal but I'll have to remove your fingers from this window." Sealand removing America's fingers.

"WAIT WHAT-" The chain disbanded as they fell.

"NOTHING PERSONAL!" Sealand yelled from the window. The nation expected to hit the pavement below but surprise! They were somehow in the atmosphere.

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