A/N: For this awesome person Alfredo. So yeah just gonna derp around with Alfie a bit.

It was a normal day at a world meeting, Germany was yelling at everyone, France was flirting, Hungary was taking video of said flirting, China was yelling at everyone for being immature, and Russia seemed to let off a spooky purple aura. Yep, normal day, but it felt like something was missing. Canada glanced around, a worried expression slowly forming on his face. "Where's Alfred?" He asked quietly but of course no one noticed because everyone's an asshole. Of course, after a few minutes without hearing any 'I'm the hero!' remarks or any obnoxious laughter, the other nations began to notice as well. "Where the bloody hell is Alfred?!" Arthur shouted out first. "Aiyah, so irresponsible! Showing up late for a meeting, aru!" Yao added before discussion broke out over where the young American was. "Ve~ Listen everyone~ Music!" The northern of the Italies chimed. Everyone was silent for a moment, spare a few whispers from a few nations in the back of the room. Germany scowled hearing the familiar voice screaming, "AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAA!" followed by the quick pattering of tennis shoes on tiled flooring. "Perhaps it's America?" Greece asked, just now arising from his nap, earning the 'You don't say?' look from Turkey.
Alfred ran into the meeting room, grinning widely with possibly the most annoying song ever, Party in the U.S.A, playing on a radio he was holding. He set it on the ground and laughed loudly, "FLASH MOB YOU GUYS!" Alfred chimed. He soon tried to convince the other two parts of the Stray Trio to join him. "America-san, please sit down." Kiku stated, face flushed that Alfred was trying to get him involved in this. "Bloody git! What the hell are you doing?!" Arthur asked, actually not that surprised by his actions. He began to question himself if he's the cause of Alfred's super ego. The more mature nations attempted to stop the American, but to no avail. America jumped on the meeting table and began dancing like a maniac. Arthur yelled at him, with much profanity, but was cut off by the Bad Touch Trio standing on the table as well. The British man tugged at Francis's pants leg, furrowing his eyebrows up at him. "What do you think you're doing?" Francis just chuckled, "Mon cher, having fun of course~" He chimed and the trio began dancing with Alfred, making England, Austria, and Romano very angry. Belgium giggled and began to get on the table before Romano and Netherlands pulled her back in her seat, much to her disappointment. Italy giggled cheerfully, letting a 'Ve~' escape his lips before hopping up on the table and dancing with the four. Germany began yelling at them all, Hungary and a few others got out their video cameras or phones to take video. "This is like, totes going online." Poland stated, video taping everything." South Korea was getting fed up with this music and quickly changed it to Gangnam Style. Oh man, and half of the nations, if not all, started Gangnam Styling. China began freaking out, "DISHONOR OF YOUR EVERYTHING ARU!" He yelled over the music but they just ignored him. Arthur finally just gave up and facetabled, deciding it wasn't worth it.
And thus concludes the story of the American/Korean flash mob.