I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. America's point of view. Warning swearing and mentioning of war.

Venting

By waterrain

Tony is a good listener and he does not talk a whole lot. I feel kind of bad venting to Tony, but it better to him than to the other Nation's.

"Why do some people decide to mess with me? Why don't they get that I will never ever be passive when it comes to being attacked? Why did they have to awake me from my slumber?"

Tony just looks at me and slurps some soda.

"Because they are fucking idiots." He told me.

I closed my eyes, let out a small laugh, and gulped down my cola. I had spiked it with a bit of rum and whiskey tainting the cola's natural goodness.

"Yeah, They are all fucking idiots. Violence times violence equals….fighting, blood, death, things being destroyed, hate, anger, and- "

"Shit going down, America." Tony commented and I looked at him.

"Yeah that's right, Tony."

I grabbed a large cup poured whiskey, rum, and cola into it.

"If only they had not attacked me. If only they had left us alone. We wouldn't have bothered with them, but no they just had to wake me from my peaceful slumber."

I closed my eyes, gulped down the liquid, and reopened my blue eyes.

"It's a cycle, Tony. A cycle of violence, hate, anger, and damn why can't everyone just get along with one another. Why can't there be world peace? Why must there be so much blood, death, and hate in the world?"

I leaned against the wall holding a whiskey bottle. Tony was looking at me and he didn't say anything.

"Religious wars…The Crusades, Thirty year war, and how can there be a war that lasts thirty years?"

I swallowed some whiskey, took a deep breath, and titled my head to the side.

"At times I hate myself for giving in because I know that violence doesn't solve anything and everything will always go to hell in a big tacky hand-basket, but I can't just lay down and let others..."

I gulped down the rest of the liquor and grabbed the bottle of rum.

"I love my people. I don't like it when they hurt each other. I don't like it when people from other Nation's hurt them. Tony, Why can't everyone get along with each other? I'm tired of all the deaths, of the blood, and-"

I had some rum straight from the bottle, Tony was watching me, and I closed my eyes.

"I'm fucking tired of it, Tony. I only trust my people and I want to keep them safe from harm. I wish they would stop hurting each other and I can't protect them from themselves."

I laid down on my sofa and looked up at the ceiling.

"Tony, I got to keep myself going for my people. No one will ever bring me down. I'm strong and determined. I want everyone to know that anyone that harms my people and me will not get away with it. Sometimes I just want to…My mind can be really violent at times."

I closed my eyes, sighed, and ran my hands through my blond hair.

"Tony, At times I just want to completely destroy certain locations in the world and ensure those people won't hurt my people again. Yet I can't completely destroy those certain locations for then I would turn into a Villain because some of those people living there are innocent. Although a few times I think if I drop two you know what's in each region that they will give up or something, but then again it would make everything worse and everything would really all go to hell. Since if I drop you know whats then other Nation's might want to drop them on me or some other location and those things would be dropping everywhere. The earth would be a waste land and-"

Tony sprayed something on me and I fell asleep.

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