A/N: Yes I should be updating my other fic but I had to get this out first. Review!
France watched America walk up his large driveway headed straight for his door. The French man wondered why America had come over unannounced this time when his doorbell rang.
"Bonjour what do you want America?" France said rudely considering he had a 'friend' over.
"I'm doing a survey…" America started sound unusually business like. Which meant he was up to something, "What does your flag colors mean?"
France kept his expression calm wondering why America would want to know.
"Well red means…" France was about to start when America cut him off saying that it had to be the real reason not the whole honor or freedom or whatever stuff that France was about to say.
"Okay then, red is for roses and white is for.." France winked at his 'friend' that had emerged from the blondes bed, "And blue is for what you see when you look into my eyes as I hover over your body…"
America had known Frances would've been bad but he was expecting the last one. So now America was off to the next house so he could complete his mission.