Mask: Hi everyone! So this is something that's been in my head for too long and I'd thought I'd get the idea out there and see what everyone thinks. If people like it, I'll continue it, if not eh I tried haha. Sorry for ooc-ness, it's just the way it's gotta be...
Disclaimer: If I own Hetalia that's news to me...
The sound of a hand slamming into a desk resounded around the frightfully quiet room. Each person in it holding an air of cool indifference or denial around themselves.. except for the owner of that hand. The hand that had now caused the wooden desk to fall to pieces at its unkind touch..
"You're kidding me! I'm not going to follow any of the bullshit you're trying to feed me!" His blue eyes shone with an indescribable fury behind his glasses and he retracted his hand to his side in the shape of a fist. "How could I possibly-"
"We understand your confliction of emotions Alfred," his boss' voice was patient, as the tone of a parent's for a disobedient child would be, "but you must think for the safety of your country, not just because of the personal feelings you have." He stood and placed his hand firmly on Alfred's shoulder. "It's your responsibility as the symbol of America to make the correct choice for your people."
"Oh so blindly fighting is the best thing for my people right now?" His cold tone bit harshly as it interwove its way through the words. "You said it, they're my people. You don't know them as well as I do, and hostility isn't what they need." Slapping the president's hand away, he turned to make his way to the door.
"So you'll stand there and watch as they do nothing? That could lead to their own end!"
"My people don't want to fight!"
"Your feelings are influencing them!"
"My people have their own opinions that they have their own control over!"
"They're confused and don't know what they want! This is the time where you need to take hold and lead them properly, you're being swayed around by others Alfred."
"Mr. President..." The address made the room feel like a burning heat had engulfed it though the words were icy again. "I will not make anyone fight a needless war," he paused as if the next words were caught in his throat, "I refuse, sir." He tossed the door open, and left, leaving a horrible feeling of words unsaid hanging about the room.
The room was silent once again before one or two officials made their way to the president to assure themselves he was alright.
"Mr. President, Alfred still has a young mindset, perhaps with time-" Their leader merely lifted his hand to rub his forehead before dropping it to clench his other one tightly.
"Find evidence against the other countries... information.. anything. Alfred must realize that this isn't something he can just back away from.."
Mask: Okay this is how it'll be for the first couple chapters, the main characters first reactions to their bosses and such. Next one will probably be Canada ('cause I'm best at writing for the America bros haha) and... tell me what you think... please? It'll make me really really happy!