Hey! Yes, I know, you probably hate me, but I wanted this fic to be around in case I got bored. This is going to be a series of one-shots about America, everyone's favorite teenager! :) I don't know how long it will be or if it will end, but I guess we'll wait and see!
Each chapter is going to be a different story obviously so every chapter will have a different surprise! The best part: I want you to leave requests!
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Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Title: Street Saviore Faire
Pairings: None
Summary: America has just gotten chased out of a World Meeting by many pissed off countries. The nations may be older and more experienced than him, but they forgot one little detail: the meeting is in New York! America decides that now is a good time to show the other nations just how unique growing up in his country can be. Inspired by the movie 'Oliver and Company'
America grinned as he slowed to a stop a few yards away from the building where the World Meeting was taking place. It was the first meeting that being held in his country as well as one of his first, and what better place to hold it then good old NYC? The young nation had found out quite quickly how chaotic meetings could get, considering that he was the one who made it chaotic in the first place. He never knew how much fun it was to poke fun at the other nations.
At first he was just nervous and speaking whatever came to his head, but after seeing the true colors of most of the nations towards each other he decided to test how far they would go. Plus it was pretty fun to get chased around the room by ranting countries; especially by Britain. But now that he had been chased clear out of the building, he guessed he might have gone a bit too far.
He knew he should've known better but he couldn't help himself; the rest of the world was so strange compared to his country. He looked behind him to make sure none of the peeved countries were following him, but he wasn't worried. None of these countries knew just how confusing and complex New York could be except for America. He could disappear in a few seconds if anyone decided to give chase.
He turned around and stopped short at all the angry countries standing in front of him which included almost all of Western Europe along with the Nordics and China and Japan. America gave them a sly smile; they were bold, he gave them that.
"Think you're tough; then come and get me," he taunted before letting out a whoop and bounding down the street.
The other countries made after him as America grabbed onto the back of a bus, "I'm warnin' ya dudes!" he yelled over all the cars.
He was just gonna have to show them what New York was really like: the hard way; just how he liked it. America climbed a bit higher onto the top of the bus and started to sing:
One minute I'm in Central Park,
He jumped from the top of the bus and onto a truck,
Then I'm down on Delancy Street.
China and Japan ran across the road just as the light turned green allowing themselves to be caught in the onslaught of oncoming traffic. America smirked and jumped from the truck to a large cement mixer and walked on it as if it were a treadmill,
From the Bow'ry to St. Marks, there's a syncopated beat.
Say whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo!
Austria, Hungary and France managed to climb onto the cement mixer as well and try to reach for America.
I'm street wise,
Unfortunately, the spinning of the mixer caught them off guard causing them to fall into a large rectangle of wet cement,
I can improvise; say whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo!
America jumped off the mixer and slid down the cement chute and landed in the cement next to the fallen nations easily before walking off leaving Austria, Hungary and France to slowly work their way out of the sticky cement, all of them quite devastated about the stains on their nice clothes,
I'm street smart; I got New York City heart,
America walked up to an open fire hydrant and began washing his cement covered shoes in the spray of water coming from the side entrance,
Why should I worry? Why should I care?
I may not have a dime,
The Italy brothers and Spain all made their way towards America,
But I got street saviore faire!
America swiftly turned the knob of the hydrant increasing the water supply before removing his foot causing the huge blast of pressurized water to slam into the three countries.
Why should I worry? Why should I care?
America began to walk across a large grate that began to blow a soft current of air up to somewhat dry America's wet feet. The Nordics, who had gotten a bit wet from the recent fire hydrant explosion tried to follow over the grate, but were caught in a stronger blast of air catching them by surprise with their hats and any other lose possessions flying into the air,
It's just a be-bop-pulation, and I got street saviore faire!
America got off the grate and shook his head to tame his hair that had gone a bit wild from the air blast. He then turned to see all the countries glaring daggers at him. China and Japan had some black smudges on their clothes and face from the exhaust of cars and trucks on the road, Austria, France and Hungary were still covered in wet cement, The Italies and Spain were soaking wet and the Nordics looked like they just walked through a hurricane. America smiled and continued to walk at his steady pace,
The rhythm of the city but once you get it down then you can own this town,
Germany and Prussia, with a clear path ahead of them, ran towards America at high speed. There was no way America could escape now. America put that thought to rest by stepping to the side at the last minute and holding his foot out causing the two brothers to trip and slam into a large array of tables where vendors were selling small objects like key chains, necklaces, and sunglasses,
You can wear the crown!
A pair of sunglasses fell into America's hand from the wrecked tables. He slipped them on and continued to walk down the street,
Why should I worry? Why should I care?
I may not have a dime, but I got street saviore faire!
America jumped onto a ladder and jumped down a hole. He soon rose up out of the hole, sitting on a grand piano that was being lifted by a crane, his feet banging on the keys that seemed to match the song he was singing.
Why should I worry? Why should I care?
It's just a doo-wop-pulation, and I got street saviore faire!
A few girls gave him adoring looks before joining in as America grabbed a bunch of flowers from a nearby windowsill,
Ev'rything goes, ev'rything fits!
They love me at the Chelsea they adore me at the Ritz!
America threw the flowers down to the blushing girls,
Why should I worry? Why should I care?
America turned just in time to see Britain who had somehow managed to climb the building from inside to where he was on the piano. Britain jumped from the window to the piano but America lifted his feet off the keys at the last second. The imbalance of the piano caused the Brit to slide across the keys and off the piano. He fell for a few seconds before thankfully bouncing off an awning over a store but landing in a muddy puddle shortly after,
And even when I cross that line, I got street saviore faire!
America jumped off the piano. He expertly bounced off the awning like a trampoline before landing on another truck.
Whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo!
Say whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo!
America continued to howl those words as he sped by on the truck. The truck eventually came to a stop and America jumped off the car before continuing on his way. He hoped that this little experience had taught the world a thing or two about his totally awesome country. The other nations watched as the young nation walked away, tired and quite humiliated. They had been outsmarted by a teenager! They defiantly had their hands full with this one.
I LOVE this song to death! 'Oliver and Company' is my MOVIE! I loved this song a lot as a kid and I can totally picture America singing it just to brag about how great he is! Now whenever I listen to this song, I picture him walking through New York with all the other countries getting caught in NYC's traps!
If you have trouble picturing this story, just think of the movie except with America as Dodger and the other countries as Oliver!
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