A/N: BEHOLD THE MAJORITY OF THE SLASH IN THIS FANDOM! Word of warning: brain cells shall be vanquished.
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America and England were, as per usual, at a world meeting. Iggy-Kun was giving our mentally challenged hero a seductive look out from under his brows of doom. He passed him a note.
"Meet me in the broom closet for a good time pip pip cheerio good day, jolly old chap.;)"
"Whoa it's in British I can't read that!" America shouted.
"SHUT UP IMMA KILL SOMETHING!" Doitsu said (EEEEEEEE!), before he ceased to exist along with the rest of the nations for the time being.
"Just meet me in the bloody broom closet bloody wanker git wanker git wanker git wanker git..." Iggy blushed, continuing on for quite some time because his vocabulary only consists of two insults that sound very English because of a lack of creativity from the author. America nommed a burger.
Later, America used his single brain cell to navigate his very fat self into a broom closet. Iggy-Kun was there! (Squeeeee!1!1!1!1!)
"Wow why are we in here?" America asked cuz he stoopid.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU YOU BLOODY WANKER GIT WANKER GIT WANKER GIT..." Iggy went on for about an hour. After he stopped, he and America-Kun had sex with no lube. Surprisingly, America didn't shit blood. Probably because he's a nation, which is the excuse author will use because of a lack of creativity on her part. America was a bottom, cuz he too stoopid to top lol.
THE END