This... This has actually happened. I cosplay as Canada, so it's in 'my' PoV. My friend, who moved, is the 'Ivan' in the story, and my other friend is the 'America'... Her boyfriend, an annoying hoser, we decided should be Arthur duee to U SUK reasons. Well, enjoy my friendly little story.
Me and my brother were out on the beach, enjoying a bit of relaxation. We were at a place only the countries knew of, and few ever visited it.
"I'm bored, Mattie! I miss Ivan! He was so much fun to annoy!" America whined, coming out of the ocean.
"Da, after you finished running for your life." I looked at my computer, where I had been skyping my friend, Al's frenemy, Ivan. Alfred jumped ten feet into the air.
"DUDE! How long where you two talking?"
"About an hour...," I sighed. Alfred glared at my laptop I was holding.
"Commie Bastard."
"Ah, come now, America. You know everybody shall become one eventually..." Ivan began 'kol'ing, causing Alfred to shudder. I sighed again. And then we heard a shout from the ocean. Alfred turned and saw who was shouting before smiling and waving his hands frantically.
"ARTIE!"
"BLOODY GIT, HELP, I'M SINKING!" Indeed, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland was sinking, due to a leak in the simple boat he was in.
"DON'T WORRY ARTIE, I'LL RESCUE YOU!" Alfred charged into the water and doggy-paddled to where Arthur was. He scooped the older nation up before he began panicking.
"AAAH! HELP! NEITHOR OF US KNOW HOW TO SWIM!"
"GIT! THINK BEFORE YOU ACT! NOW WE'RE BOTH GOING TO DROWN!"
"NO! HERO'S DON'T DROWN!"
"YOU'RE NOT A BLOODY HERO IF YOU CAN'T AS WELL RESCUE US!" It continued this way for an hour, those two floundering about. At some-point in time, Ivan went and got a bag of popcorn.
"You should go and help, da?" Ivan suggested, tiring.
"Eh..." I contemplated it for a moment. "No."
"Why not?"
"Let them suffer." Ivan 'kol'ed.
"My Matvey grows up to fast."
"Eh, it's their fault for always forgetting me."
"Da, I guess..." Finally, after another hour of torturing them, I waded out there and face them, hands on hips.
"You two do realize you're still in shallow water, right?" Ivan 'kol'ed from the shore.
"Oh..."
So... Yeah. This has actually happened. Yeah. I included a summary of it in my other story, Bonds Of Desperation~~(shameless self-promoting). Though, after this, my friend started arguing that she was still the heroine... And then asked why 'heroine' is so close to the drug? So, I ask you, dear readers, why is something so good so close to something so bad? We have all had this question on our minds since... Bye-Bye for now!