-A Simulation-

Fight :D

||Alfreds POV||

Ah..., so that's how it is...

I looked around the room than back up at Ivan's Cheerful but also unsettling smile. "Hm.." .

-It seems that something really is going on, and for some reason it's about me..?-

I looked around the room, mhm, my suspicions were indeed correct..

||Third POV||

Most, if not, Every country had a weapon in their hand of their choice. Alfred studied the room, he thought that jumping out the window would be too obvious as he saw half of his family and some Nordic try and stay in front of the windows..

He decided to try the vent on the ceiling, it wasn't noticeable and they wouldn't expect it.

He thought of the floor plan and where countries would go to catch him.., he sadly only had two guns with no knife, this was also the day he forgot to fill the barrels with more bullets so he only had two per gun..

-Four shots huh..? Kinda unfair if you ask me.- Alfred thought bitterly.

While Alfred was in strategy lala land-

Ivan noticed the familiar cold and calculating eyes that Alfred had.. He had only ever seen those in the Cold War between the two that happened what seemed like yesterday, he missed his chess buddy...

||Matthews POV||

Papa told me to get out my hockey stick so I did..

I really hope we aren't scaring Alfred.., He looks like he's frozen in space..

I heard Russia start to speak to Alfred again.. Poor Alfie.

 "Don't let me repeat myself little America where are you going?" Ivan said in a normal and calm tone like a mother soothing a baby ( (freaked some country's out lol

 Alfred finally responded..

He quickly took out one of his guns and shot right next to Russia's ear.