Hey Guys! So a long time ago, I wrote a few stories and put them on my email to submit later. Well, I was going through my drafts just now and found that I had forgotten all about these! There are three AmericaXOc (Vatican) one-shots I wrote so far, so I'll be posting them here. I'll also put this on complete until my muse comes back for writing AmericaXVatican Stories, so... There? Anyway, here's the first one, where we meet little miss Vatican!

Fateful Encounter

"So let me get this straight," Germany sighed, rubbing his temples, "You have a little sister named Vatican City."

"Bella likes to be called Vatican, si." Italy nodded innocently.

" 'nd Vatican, along with her country, lives right here in Rome."

"Si."

"... 'nd she refuses to be in our alliance?"

"Si."

"Do you know how ridiculous this sounds?"

"...No?"

"Why don't you force her to join us? You'd easily overpower her!"

"I wourd rike to add that you are bigger than her. It wourd be easy, even for you." Japan added helpfully in the conversation.

"No, no. You don't understand, Vatican get's very scary when she's angry~"

"Well, let's go talk to Vatican, then." Germany declared and marched off. Italy gave a terrified look, standing frozen in place while Japan followed after Germany. "Italy! Let's go!"

"T-this isn't such a good idea." Italy stuttered, scampering off to the two. Currently, they were in Rome, walking towards the mentioned country. Soon, they reached a sign that stated: 'Welcome to Vatican City! Enjoy your stay!' The three of them soon found themselves in the middle of the crowded city/country, right on the edge of a roomy plaza. Suddenly, one of the civilians recognized them.

"It's Italy, Germany, and Japan!" They shouted while pointing towards the trio.

"And it's the allied powers!" Another called, pointing in the opposite direction. True to their word, England, France, China, America, and Russia were standing on the other side of the plaza.

"Everyone clear out!" A third civilian commanded. Within seconds, the plaza was empty of anyone other than the allied and axis powers.

"What the- what are you bloody gits doing here?" England asked, irritated.

"Dude, weren't we following them?" America asked semi-loudly, so the axis powers could hear. England shot him a dirty look.

"We're here to find my little sister Vatican and get her to be in our alliance! Ve~" Italy replied cheerfully. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked as if he hadn't heard America before.

"Italy, you idiot." Germany groaned, face palming.

"A sister?" France asked curiously, a familiar glint in his eyes.

"You mean this tiny city is a country? That's so cute-aru!" China cooed happily.

"Country?" England asked in disbelief. A sudden mask of realization flashed across his face. "We have to find Vatican before they do." He informed the allies in a hushed tone.

"Why dude?" America asked, confused.

"So she can become one with mother Russia." Russia stated eerily, smiling.

"So she can join the alliance and then we would have some ground in Italy's capital!" England explained, still hushed.

"What are you guys talking about?" Italy asked loudly from across the way.

"Nothing!" The allies replied quickly. Germany stared with a confused, calculating face when realization dawned on him.

"We need to find Vatican now Italy! Where is she?" He demanded.

"Ve, Germany, you don't have to yell!" Italy cried back.

"I'm afraid we can't let you do that, dudes." America declared, stepping forward. "I choose you, go China!" China nodded and darted towards the axis powers with his trusty metal cauldron. Like usual, Germany and Japan got their weapons out while Italy frantically waved a white flag around. And like usual, Germany and Japan fell while Italy begged not to get hit.

Well, almost.

See, this time, before Japan was hit, he used his kantana to deflect the cauldron, making it crash into a fragile column on the side. This created a domino effect on the surrounding columns while China defeated Japan. Everyone watched as one by one, the columns crashed into each other. Finally, the last column started tipping over.

But then it was like a girl materialized out of thin air and stood in its way.

"What's going-" She was cut off by the voices of many from the eight of them.

"WATCH OUT!" They all seemed to scream in sync. The girl turned with wide eyes to the advancing column, but it was too late to move out of the way. Doing the only thing she could, the girl shut her eyes and waited for the crushing pain. Something warm wrapped around her waist and jerked her body forwards, spinning her slightly. There was no sound of a crash. Hesitantly, she opened her eyes to meet cerulean ones through horn-tipped glasses and sandy blonde hair. The now curious girl looked past him to see the offending column at an angle, and quickly realized the blonde was holding it up with an arm easily. Easily.

"Are you okay?" He asked, eyebrows scrunching slightly in concern. The girl blinked at him and nodded slowly, dumbfounded. "That's good." He grinned.

"Thank you, sir." The girl replied in a light Italian accent. Now that chaos wasn't occurring around them, America got a good look at her. She wore simple blue jeans, black sneakers, and a yellow and white striped long-sleeved shirt. Her eyes matched her shirt; they were yellow too. She had brown hair put up in a terra-twist; a short, spiking ponytail.

"No problem, I mean it is a hero's job to save the damsel in distress, isn't it? And I'm America the hero, so it's only right." America could see the confusion cloud her eyes. He pushed the column away, and the girl in his arms flinched when it crashed into the ground.

"Well, for once, you really are the hero, America." England added, smirking. "Good job." America sent England a thumbs up and a cheeky grin before steadying the girl on her feet.

"Aw, look at her! She is so cute-aru! Just like this country!" China smiled cheerfully.

"Now France, go take this civilian to a safe place while we settle this out." America commanded, stepping forward to face the axis powers again.

"With pleasure!" France exclaimed excitedly, already next to the girl. "Let's go, madamemousel."

"Civilian?" Came the growl of the girl, completely ignoring France. She strode up to America, to which he spun around to her in reply. "Listen, I appreciate you saving my life and all, but I can handle myself!"

"Okay, whatever you say babe. France?" America called in response.

"Honestly, I can!" The girl repeated.

"Yeah, because that really shined through when you almost got squashed by a column." America retorted.

"I was caught off guard! It's not every day you hear of people fighting in the plaza!" She defended.

"Listen babe, this isn't a place to be right now for a normal civilian. You could get hurt."

"And I'm telling you I'm not just a-" She cut herself off, angry features disappearing and transforming into those of surprise. Slowly, the girl turned her head to the axis powers, where Italy was still frantically waving his white flag.

"I surrender Bella!" He shouted. "Please don't get upset!"

"...Italy?" She asked, blinking in confusion.

"Hey Bella!" He greeted cheerfully, stopping his surrendering movements. "Long time no see, right?"

"Yeah...long time no see." She repeated. "What are you-" The girl cut herself off for a second time and froze for a moment. She then sent Italy a fierce glare. "You brought them here, didn't you?" Italy flinched and hid behind Germany, who wore a calculating gaze again.

"You know Italy?" Russia asked with his eerie smile.

"Of course I do. I'm his sister, Vatican." The girl, now known as Vatican, shrugged.

"You're Vatican?" Germany asked, slightly surprised. He was expecting Italy's little sister to be small, like Sealand. But although she was a little on the short side, her size was that of a normal girl.

"Yes, I am. You got a problem with that?"

"No, no, not at all. I was just expecting you to be..." Germany trailed off, keeping his mouth shut.

"Oh I see! Germany here thought you were going to be smaller, Bella!" Italy smiled, "and I'm sure Japan here was thinking it too~" He added innocently.

"W-what? N-no, I-" Japan stuttered in embarrassment.

"Oh. Well, I have six words for you two then: Tourists. Lots and lots of tourists." Vatican smiled easily. "I get that a lot."

"So Vatican, do you want to join our alliance?" China asked, still smiling. Everyone tensed.

"Sure, why not?" Vatican answered after a moment or two, grinning back. Almost everyone fell anime style.

"But Bella, why don't you join us?" Italy whined.

"Because they asked first, Italy. She shrugged again.

"But Itary said he asked you earrier." Japan added, confused.

"...This is the first time I've seen Italy in a while..." Vatican replied.

"Italy..." Germany turned slowly to the country.

"...I'm sorry Germany! But Bella and I got into an argument last time and I was so scared that she'd yell at me again, so I didn't want to come because Bella can be even scarier than Romano and even you sometimes!" Italy shouted in apology. Germany and Japan sighed.

"Italy, that argument was a long time ago, I wouldn't get- whoa!" Vatican exclaimed, being lifted into the air and slung over someone's shoulder. "What the heck America? Put me down! What are you doing?"

"Getting you out of here before you change your mind!" He replied easily, beginning to leave the plaza with the allies.

"I'm not going to change my mind; I don't go back on my word. You don't have to worry." America didn't stop and continued walking away.

"Then I'm taking you away before the axis powers decide to kidnap you! That's what hero's do."

"Darn it America, put me down! I can walk on my own!"

"Bye Bella!" Italy called cheerfully, waving. "Have fun with your new friends!"

"Itary, you sister has just been taken by the enemy." Japan frowned, confused again.

"Put me down, America!"

"The hero's job is to save the damsel in distress! That's what I'm doing!"

"Bye bye Bella! Ve~"

And that was the end of the first one-shot. Leave me a review and tell me what you thought! See ya soon!

~Kioku7