I should be working on my other story, OSS and the Braginski's but due to the right-wing (conservative) outrage at Coca Cola's superbowl ad (If you haven't seen it here's a link, just copy it and remove the spaces: www. youtube watch ?v=ktPm9wDmVSE), I decided to write hetalia fanfiction about it. So, enjoy.

America had forced several countries to come to his superbowl party, saying that they would love the commercials, and now Spain, England, Canada, France, India, Israel, the Philippines, and Pueblo sat around in his spacious living room with him as the first half of the game neared its end, and America was getting excited, even though he was wearing a Broncos shirt and rooting for them.

"America, why are you excited? The Broncos are losing and haven't scored yet." Spain asked him, wanting a distraction from the strange and pointless game on the television.

"You'll see, and hopefully you will all like it too." Just after he said this, the Coca Cola ad started playing.

England spoke up, "What's so special about this, its just one of your-" the language changed

"Wow, America, did you help come up with this?"

"Yeah, Spain, it was my idea, its in the seven languages most spoken by my citizens."

France asked "Was that Senegalese French?"

"Yes, it was, the other languages are Spanish, Tagalog, Hebrew, Hindi, and Keres."

"Impressive. I never thought you would come up with something so multicultural."

"It worked so well for you guys in Europe, that I thought that it may help here to. Now I just have to get the right-wing guys to realize that."

"Conservatives still giving you trouble?"

"Yeah, they keep saying that its un-american, or other shit like that. That commercial was the whole reason I wanted you guys to come over, so you can leave if you want."

They looked at each other and all tackled him into a hug. "We think we'll stay."