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The Ploy~ RusAme Fanfic
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Ongoing, First published Jan 06, 2021
Mature
America has always hidden his true capabilities and great intelligence by crafting a ploy that no one ever suspected. Not even his family has caught on. He wears sunglasses to mask his true intentions and pretends to be helpless in weak so that other countries will let their guard down around him and once they do he gains valuable information. This is how he's survived for so long-- faking it. One fateful day, Russia catches a glimpse through the act , suspects something, and vows to spy on America for his lost Father, Soviet. America quickly devises devises a foolproof plan on how to get Russia off his trail by using his homophobia against him. Well-- he thought it was foolproof. But even geniuses make mistakes when something unexpected comes their way.
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