Cold: America's struggles
They all stood around the conference table. America held a gun to Russia's head, he held one to his. England just shook his head sadly at the nation he once owned and still loved. Canada watched forlornly as his brother was soon to be executed. He had been arrogant and cocky but no one deserved this. Unfortunately not a single soul had listened to Canada's pleas of mercy for his brother. Cuba watched expectantly hoping someone would fire soon or else he would. Ha, that stupid America deserved everything that was coming to him. China had his gun to America too; soon his debt would be paid off.
"You deserve all of this aru!" China said angrily.
"I know but killing me doesn't solve anything." America replied sadly.
"He's right you know." Germany said, stepping out from the corner. Everyone looked surprise at the sudden arrival of Germany, Prussia, and Italy. Italy walked over to Russia and grabbed his gun.
"You will not harm America!" he said defiantly.
"Kolkolkolkol" Russia said radiating a purple aura. Italy backed away clearly afraid as was everyone else. The temperature plummeted as Russia began murmuring words in his native tongue and Italy began to rise into the air. Russia held out his hand and Italy was flung against the wall.
"This doesn't involve you Ita-chan." Russia said. He turned back and said to America with a smile on his face:
"You fire or I do Capitalist pig"
"You go first Socialist dictator!" America spit out.
"Ha-ha you're funny. Believe me I'll outlast you!" Russia countered.
"Kill him already aru!" China screamed. Someone fired but it wasn't Russia nor America. China fell dead and someone else stood smiling maniacally.
THE END
A/N
Why did I write this? I don't know. Hope you enjoy! Review so I can tell if you're actually reading! Asta la pasta!