Author's Note: I don't own Hetalia and would never even in my most insane mind own a mankini or even the idea of it. This is a short one chapter story!
Mankini Party!
"America... What in Gods name are you wearing?" England questioned with his eyebrows raised. Green eyes questioning the abomination of the American flag he's ever seen. He respected the American and his wacked out ways, but this... This was too much!
"It's a mankini bro! Every guy is wearing them now!" America flexed his arm muscles showing off his physique framed with only a thin american flag material, the stripes over the shoulders down the backside and front to the lower "vital regions" the stars, and it's called "The Mankini". He was a hansome piece of meat if he had to say so himself. He puffed out his chest as well trying to sell the Englishman on it. "We have an England flag mankini too for you too!"
Arthur could have sworn a few veins popped out his head, "No! I will not be sold on such foolishness." He crossed his arms intending to keep his dignity. (At least while still sober...)
"Why America wear such a thing when you can show off your beauty in all it's glory naked?" France questioned with a look of flirtatious mischief on him.
America glared at him. "Dude! There are kids around at the beach! You can't just prance around naked here in my country." He looked at Sealand who was looking embarrased to be in the same room with a man. "Besides at least it covers (okay not much more than) more than a speedo!" The countries knew athletic swimmers used speedos in their swimming competitions. But one particular nation knew what America was really about to mention.
"Amerika~ You wouldn't want to mention that ONE time da?" Russia questioned his sweet smile darkening up the atmosphere with a promise of violence.
The American grinned and in mocking manner answered, "Da~. I do want to." Blue eyes met violet in their own silent cold war for a moment with lightening flashing between them. Germany and the rest felt the sudden drop in temperature, but good ol' America continued not sensing the air around them. "You see I seem to recall a big Russian nation wearing a certain attire during the end of his soviet days. This attire was a speedo! It was quite the show I tell ya!"
Russia glared and china looked at him with a what-in-the-world-were-you-thinking? Russia saw that look and had the decency to blush. "As I said it was ONE time." He huffed.
America wrapped an arm around Russia's shoulder not caring for the purple surrounding him nor the scarf having a mind of its own and floating to strangle him. "That one time can last a life time! Especially, since... I posted it on the internet." He skipped off in his Mankini as russia (and his possessed scarf) chased after the annoying man to demand that the picture to be deleted and gone off the face of the Earth. Once again, they got nothing done in the conference because it went to chaos.
The End!
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Please comment and let me know if you liked this randomness for I have a lot of random stuff that makes weird stuff look normal. P.S. There really is a picture of russia in a soviet speedo. Don't Believe? Google images or the youtube video "Rasputin" of hetalia russia, at the end of the video they have that picture. xD LOL