Disclaimer: I am pretty darn sure that I don't own Hetalia. Dammit.
"Hi, Alfred!" Michelle called, smiling up through her bangs.
"Hi," he said dejectedly.
She sighed. "Alfred, are you still mad at me?"
"Yes," he replied.
"But don't you feel so rejuvenated now that you've stopped eating McDonalds?"
"No," he said. "It sucks. And I'm rather afraid that Japan is out of food."
"Oh, Alfred," Michelle Obama said, "it's better this way. You'll be healthier."
"All due respect, Madam Boss, but I've been around for ages. I hardly see a reason to care about my health now."
Michelle looked affronted. "You should always care about your health. Especially since you are the personification of this great country. If you don't care about your health, nobody will care about their own health."
Alfred groaned. "Nobody does. Did you know the only things I've eaten since you forced me to give up McDonalds is sushi, Chinese food, and pizza? I eat what my citizens eat. And Americans eat McDonalds.
"That's why I'm around," the first lady protested. "I hope that someday everyone in America will eat healthily."
"Good luck with that," Alfred said. "Michelle, I've been eating burgers since before burgers were a thing. I'm suffering from withdrawal. Please, please, please just let me eat what I want."
"No," she said.
"Fine," he said. "I'll just go eat at the McDonalds in England's house."
Sorry it's so short, but I hope you all like it! I got the idea…somewhere, and thought I'd write about it. ;)
P.S. On a completely unrelated note, I am absolutely obsessed with this fandom. Really. Everyone who has ever written a fanfiction for APH is awesome.