This is a fanfiction about the allies; that they're actually not the big countries they percieve themselves to be more of a group of pre-teens fighting around a table trying to act like the strong nations that their bosses tell them they are.
"If we attack the axis from this side then-"
"No way, dude! Because then Germany could see us-"
"Maybe if we throw something at them it will distract them?~"
"Aiya, I can try to get a wok again,"
"Hon hon hon, I can send my pet Pierre in too!"
Five strong and brave countries stood around a table discussing battle plans in their opulent meeting room, passing back and forth ideas on how to attack their enemy; or at least thats what the public percieved the representations as.. It was actually a group of twelve year olds and one eleven year old in a treehouse, dressed in minute uniforms consisting of a few medals and badges but that was pretty much it. Though they were dressed smartly in a white short sleeved shirt and a pair of knee length black jean shorts; given it was the summer it was far too hot to wear their full uniform despite complaining to their bosses that they wanted to. What they thought were top secret missions that they embarked on were truly only child-like games they believed was business.
That time they attacked the axis on a deserted island was actually a campfire night in the forest and when the allies decided to attack, Italy's papa, Rome had to come and seperate them. What a funny night that was, it was mainly China that had to be pulled away the boy was throwing that wok he stole from his parents kitchen around at anything that came near him, which ultimately ended up with Germany needing to go to bed because the hit gave him a headache despite he was adamant that he was going to stay up all night and China's little brother Japan ended up crying to their parents the next day and he was grounded from going to another 'meeting' for a few days.
Or the time China and America had gotten lost in the forest on the deserted island too, was actually that France went with his parents out for that day, England had gotten terrible hayfever that he had to go to the doctors for medicine and Russia had been caught trying to steal his papa's vodka for the campfire night that weekend and was grounded. The duo was lost for a while and 'on the brink of death' until they were both called inside for snacks that is..
Today though.. All five of the boys were going to sneak and shoot Germany, Japan and Italy to death...
"Okay so it's settled! We all come at them from all directions! The guns are in the safe!" England announced as they all walked over to what was actually a cabinet and pulled out five BB guns... Of course the group didn't exactly know what a BB gun could really do but in their minds it made them feel like the strong nations everyone said they were... Maybe they wont be so strong when their parents found out they stole the BB guns...
Individually, they went down the rope ladder from the treehouse, hopping onto the ground and once all of them were down they ran into the forest - Given that they were representatives of nations, they did live in very opulent homes and of course all of them had a 'meeting room' (treehouse) and forest for their adventures. When their bosses had meetings it would mean they would come along too purely because it was tradition and also that... Well, what is a boss without they're country with them?
All five boys, crawled through the dirt of the forest and the grass, being sure they were very quiet as they approached a trio of boys who were sat on logs eating whatever lunch their parents had packed for them. France had ever so quietly snuck behind a tree, America and his slightly older brother England was hiding behind a bush, China was still sneaking up on the ground and Russia had managed to climb into the tree. All five looked at eachother from where they were in their hiding place before nodding it was at that moment, France held up one finger, then a second and when the third came all five nations jumped out in front of the other three boys, pointing the guns at them, "HA! WE HAVE YOU NOW, ARU!" China grinned.
"Wh-Whaa! Germanyyy! They have gunss!" Italy screamed, crying into his German friend.
Germany was taken aback too as was Japan and they began to huddle together in fear that they would actually shoot at them.
"I-If you put the guns away now I wont terr on you!" Japan snapped, keeping his face covered and instantly all five of the boys began to regret their decision to bring the BB guns out, they didn't think about this... As soon as they shot at them they would get caught either way and these were BB guns that they even stole!
All the allies looked at eachother unsure of what to do but kept their guns held up.
"...P...Promise not to tell on us if we don't shoot you?" America stuttered.
Japan and Italy nodded quickly though Germany had gave a very subtle reluctant nod as though he felt like he took the cowards way out.
"Alright.." America sighed, slinging his gun back over his shoulder so it rested on his back like everyone else did. All looked extremely disappointed.. They planned this for a whole hour! Now they were back at square one again...
"But we'll still get you! Just not with BB guns!" England snapped and stood up, "Come on guys, lets go to the meeting room and we'll get them next time!" the large brow twelve year old announced as he took his leave and they began to head out. Russia pouted in disappointment but he didn't want to get in that much trouble either and was about to get down from the tree until his hand slipped on the branch he was holding onto, his plan was to swing down from a branch closer to the ground and just fall to the ground carefully but instead.. His hand slipped against the branch and he let out a yelp as the rough bark scraped his hand and before everyone knew it the ash coloured hair boy was laying on the ground but his hands instantly flew to his right leg.
"Ru-Russia! Are you okay?!" France shouted as all the boys turned to run to him and make sure their friend was okay but all they could hear was that 'Ow ow ow' that was growing louder until the boy was practically wailing, loud enough that it had scared some animals away and some of them even covered their ears but this instantly set off panic and alarms to the others.
"Quick! America go tell-!" England was about to order America to go inside and get someone but the boy was already out into the clear part of the garden, running indoors only to be met with a group of very confused leaders, all of their bosses were discussing in a study room, that was more fit for an actual meeting room (Sometimes the boys would sneak in there to make their meetings more realistic when they only came over to actually play).
Soon France, China and Japan were following behind as America frantically tried to explain what was wrong.
"America America! Calm down and tell us whats wrong!" America's boss tried to say as all four boys were in a panicked state. Luckily, whilst running the boys had thrown off the BB guns in the process and hidden them away in a bush so they wouldn't be noticed at first.
"Ru-Russia fell out of a tree and he's hurt his leg and I think he broke it!" America managed to explain after a few seconds of trying to calm down. Almost instantly, Italy and Japan's leader decided to call for an ambulance whilst China, America's and France's tried to calm them down. However, England, Germany and Russia's leader had bolted out of the door like a jack rabbit, already able to hear the cries from the forest and came on the sight to see Germany and England trying to calm down Russia who was rolling on the floor, holding his leg in agony and crying so loud the whole city could probably hear him.
The three leaders ushered the other two boys out of the way as they looked over his leg, though it wasn't exactly bent in a way that showed he probably snapped it, it was beginning to swell very fast and the boys pale leg was already turning purple. After realising he probably was in need of an x-ray, Russia's leader linked his arms underneath his legs and behind his shoulders, being carried back into America and Englands home (Canada, America's twin brother, was out with their parents to the zoo that the other boys weren't really interested in going, but Canada desperatedly wanted to see the bears).
"The ambulance shouldn't be too long..." Italy's leader said, calmly.
The other countries continued to try and calm down or cheer their friend up by making jokes which after a while the cries began to die down and more giggles were replaced but with a painful sob in between until a knocking came at the door and two friendly paramedics entered.
"Hello," they greeted before making their way over to Russia who was sat on a chair with his leg elevated by another chair, the female paramedic sat down beside the boy whilst the male one began to check his leg, "Alright then, what happened?" she asked.
Russia hiccupped a few times, wiping his eyes, "I was in a *hic* tree and I slipped and *hic* fell on the floor and now my leg really *hic* hurts," he hiccupped as tears continued to spill down his cheeks, the other nations bit their lip or looked at eachother feeling a little guilty it was partly their fault he hurt himself. Just as the female paramedic continued asking questions he let out a squeal of pain as his sock was pulled down a little more to see his leg better and this quickly set off alarms.
"We're going to need to take him to the hospital," the male paramedic alerted them and moved around to support the twelve year old up to help him to the ambulance, "In the meantime, I know you are their leaders but we advise you call his parents." they noted before proceeding to the ambulance, Russia's leader following quickly behind.
Suddenly, it was very quiet, the leaders looked back and forth at each other then the nations... Well apart from one that had just been taken away in an ambulance.
"Wh-Whoa! What was Russia thinking jumping from that airplane without a parachute!" France exclaimed and quickly the mood lightened up again.
"He broke his back and everything!" England over exaggerated, back to the laughing again as all of the kids began conversing further about what 'really' happened.
After three more hours of playing, the meeting between the leaders came to an end and they had called the boys parents to come retrieve them, all of which had heard about the incident and were questioning if Russia was okay. It didn't take long for their parents to arrive, America and England's parents: Britannia and Native America had turned up first, hugging the boys upon seeing them and asking them how their days was as they got into the car, then it was Japan and China's, Germany's then Italy's. France's parents were the last to appear as they had to finish their business in the markets but they quickly offered the spoilt boy a chocolate bar in apologies of taking so long.
Russia's parents had zoomed down to the hospital and his sisters instantly ran to him when they saw him sat on some chairs, his leg was in a cast and he had a pair of crutches beside him. The multiple nurses there had explained to his concerned parents and sisters that when he had fallen from the tree his leg had suffered a fracture.
"Oh my poor baby!" his mother began to coddle him again, petting his hair and hugging him close as the twelve year old boys cheeks turned red from embarrassment. His sisters were repeatedly asking if he was okay to which he gave a short 'Da, I'm fine' in response, though he was not. He didn't want to wear a cast for weeks or have to use those crutches to get around.