"Everyone knows that the Americans on the Space Station work hader than the Russians do!" "Still in denial, little America? May I remind you that I was the first nation to put an object in space." America pouted and crossed his arms immaturely. "Stupid, commie.", the smaller nation mumbled. Russia smiled his childish smile and patted Alfred's head, only to have it roughly thrown off. The American walked to the other side of the Russian's hotel room and sat on the bed. Why did I even come here?, America thought. Ivan stood from his chair, walking to the other, sitting on the bed next to the smaller blonde. The American turned away from Russia.