A/N: Hi everyone! I'm Kur8Kami117, and this my first fanfiction. I know that Election Day was last year, but I didn't have an account back then to post this. I actually wrote this on Election Day. This story is not meant to offend anyone, and I tried to make it unbiased. Still, if you must flame, the fire will be used for Feliciano to cook pasta and Alfred to roast burgers. Also, I'd like some constructive criticism. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, but I do own a Hetalia blanket.

Alfred was nervous. Today was an important day. A VERY important day. Today was Election Day, the day in which he got to choose his new boss. At least he knew who he didn't want to be his boss: Iggy. Iggy wasn't even a candidate, though. The candidates were Obama and Romney. Last Election Day, Alfred chose Obama to be his boss. Alfred was going through tough times, but Obama helped stop job loss, thus lowering the unemployment rate. Still, he wasn't the best at money management. Alfred owed Yao so much!

Romney seemed like he was good with money, which was a plus. Still, he didn't act that friendly towards Alfred's former allies. He especially didn't seem to approve of Ivan and Yao. The last thing Alfred wanted to do was get Ivan angry and start a World War III. That would be a big problem… Alfred glanced at Ivan, who was smiling pleasantly to himself and probably trying to think up the most effective formula for a bomb to blow up a whole nation. Alfred shuddered. He didn't want that nation to be him.

Alfred looked at Yao, who was attempting to pry off his panda from his Hello Kitty plushie he got from Kiku. Alfred owed this nation a lot of money. What if all of his citizens got broke in an attempt to repay him? That would be no good at all. Alfred wanted his people to be prosperous and happy.

Alfred felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Kiku.

"What's wrong, Arufureddo?"he asked. "You rook worried."

"Did you say Alfredo sauce?" askd Feliciano as he skipped over to join Kiku. "I was just looking for some to put on my pasta!"

"No," said Kiku. Something seems wrong with Arufureddo."

"Nothing's wrong!" said Alfred hastily. "It's just that today is Election Day!"

"Erection Day?" repeated Kiku.

Alfred laughed.

" "What's so funny?" asked Kiku, apparently oblivious to what he just said. "You said it was Erection Day."

"It should be Pasta Day!" said Feliciano before skipping off to continue his quest for Alfredo sauce.

"It's Election Day," said Alfred, "pronounced E-lec-tion Day!"

"E-rec-"

"Never mind. It's just that every four years, I have to pick a boss."

"Then what's wrong with that?"

"I don't know who to pick."

Arthur, hearing Alfred's dilemma, walked over to join the conversation. "You wouldn't have this problem if you just had a king and queen," he said cynically.

"So you care, Iggy?" asked Alfred.

"No," said Arthur, apparently irritated by being called 'Iggy.' "I'm just trying to make a point that my system of government is way better tthan yours, you arse."

"But what if my people decide they don't like the king and queen?"

"Then overthrow them and form an anarchy!"

Alfred didn't like the sound of that. He would be in chaos- his people running around in the streets shooting each other with no leader to turn to. He was supposed to be helping nations like that, not ending up like that himself. He was the hero!

"Iggy," he said, "say what you want, but I'm THE HERO, and heroes make their own decisions." With that, Alfred left Arthur and Kiku and walked over to McDonald's, his favorite restaurant. He ate a cheeseburger and fries and drank a Coke. Feeling refreshed, he thought some more about his important decision. Finally, he decided. He went to the voting center and cast his ballot. And his boss would be…