This is a Rusame drabble for my friend ninjaanimefangirl. It might turn into a fic if enough people like it. Hope you do!
"Seriously? You can not put me on the same team with the Red bastard!" America cried. He, along with the other Allies were being split up into pairs for a team building competition. The Axis thought it would be a good idea to build trust, but mainly to keep them out of the way so the rest of them could have a productive meeting. The team lists had just been distributed by Italy and Japan.
"Mon Dieu! I cannot be with crappy England!" France objected.
"You think I want to be stuck with you frog?" England retorted.
"Enough, all of you! This is a contest and if anyone still wants to trade partners or whine about theirs, THEY WILL BE ELIMINATED!" Germany yelled with his threat hanging heavy in the conference room. Russia glanced at his sheet and made his way over to America.
"I guess we are partners. This will be fun, yay!" smiled Russia with a child-like aura surrounding him.
America snorted, "Yeah whatever. I just hope I don't catch Red Fever."
Russia looked downhearted. "Aw Sunflower, are you still upset over-"
"I'm not upset! And don't call me that ever again!" He lashed out, standing up quickly. Germany looked over with disdain.
"America, will you let me finish the damn meeting?!" he demanded. America sat defeated without a word. The conference head cleared his throat. "Now, ze teams are America & Russia; England & France, and Canada with China."
"Who aru?" China asked confusedly. Canada sat in his chair uncomfortably.
Cuba, perhaps Canada's only friend screamed out, "He's right here dog-eater!", the chubby man was exaggeratedly pointing to Canada. Canada's discomfort only grew. "I'm coming with you." Cuba stated, addressing him. Canada looked up at him with concern on his face. The man blanched, "Well, cause I've got nothing to do and so you won't be so lonely out there!"
Canada smiled. "Okay, thanks." Germany stood and announced.
"Now, let the Ally competition begin!"
