A/N: Ay yo! I have this story finished in my notebook, so the only wait is from me being lazy and easily distracted while typing it up. This is the shortest of the chapters. There was six in total. I own nothing except Mexico! Bwahahaha.

Ally Conference Meeting Hall, Washington D.C., United States Of America -- 1941


"Have you made your decision?" The nations all swiveled in their chairs to watch for the answer of the dark skinned twins.

"We've told you, we're staying neutral for the time being," said the female, her brown eyes staring back defiantly.

"And if they try something like the Zimmerman note again? What if we don't intercept it? Will you feel tempted to attack me? I know you still want Texas, I just know it!" America stood up, panic and anger flashing in his eyes. England grabbed his shoulder and sat the younger nation down.

"I don't want your filthy Tejas, I know where his loyalty stands. I'm not an idiot. Vamanos, Nieve. We've got better things to do than be badgered by a bunch of Northerners," the boy said, North Mexico. He started to walk away, grabbing his sister's hand. Nieve hesitated and pulled away, looking back at the Allied nations, their faces downcast. They had lost an ally, what were they going to do?

"Wait, Fernando. Alfredo is right. What is to stop us from taking a deal from the Axis Powers? It would have to be a good deal. Join them and we'll have all the power and control in the Americas, North, South, and Central. The islands too. Imagine, the power and riches. Good, you see it?

"Now, picture what would come with it. We would have to fight against our best friends, our familia. Nothing would hold the nations back. America is the strongest of the continents, how could we stand up to his might? The nations would attack us on our own land, our bodies in complete ruins and chaos. We join you, Allies. We shall provide resources and stop trade with the Axis Powers. We will only declare war when the time comes. Do not ask for military support until we have officially declared war. We will be training, preparing. Will you...will you help us train our military and air force?" Nieve said, her voice calm and assured, not looking back at her brother. He had walked back to her side, a scowl on his face. He did not like having to work with America. The Allies' faces lit up, a potential military ally and a steady supply of resources. Arthur cleared his throat.

"Well? Are we going to put this in ink or what?"

A/N: Well? And I'm going to be changing my name to something Hetalia and/or Mexican related, so don't be surprised when you get an alert from a MexicanChola or something. R/R? Thanks for reading! Chapter two will be up tonight or tomorrow night.