"Honestly, of all people and places it just had to be this combination… what have I done to deserve this?" The blonde-haired, green-eyed fellow had been trying his best not to attract attention, but other people had already started to turn heads at his loud outburst.
"Oh, shut up and eat, England. It isn't that bad. At least the food here is better than your cooking," His companion said between bites of his hamburger. The two were sitting at a table near an in-park fast food joint.
"You shut up! I can't believe that you dragged me to an amusement park! Of all places! And even more so, I can't believe I even agreed!"
"This isn't that bad. It's mine and it's brand new. Anyway, you were drunk, out cold, and France was dragging off when I showed up… You're lucky I did." America began to loudly gulp down his soda. "Anyway, it could have been Russia." Slurp. "Or Germany."
"I would rather it have been them! Anyone but you!"
"What if I had…" Slurp. "…left you with France?"
England didn't respond.
"See? It could have been worse."