A/N; Inspired by that one episode… I think its episode 17. Yeah because 18 was the first part of America' storage and 19 had that one character…I can't recall his name though…Maybe I'll check my map! [/shot'd]

Disclaimer; Hetalia not mine. Washington DC, Casey, is mine. I love OC's~

What about English lovers?

"I remember the night barely, but one thing stuck. I and my fellow allies of World War Two had invaded the Axis Powers' camp site, I, being the Hero, of course. China was going after Japan when it first happened. Everyone was in shock, even my crew of back ups. Ancient Rome had appeared out of no where, floating about while singing of either heaven or he'll, y'a know I don't recall which was first. My crew started running, I followed after, not because I was scared or anything. We had to figure out what had happened.

We returned again that night, only to experiences a similar event. Once again, China was sent out, using my awesome motto for him. "China, I choose you!" it's awesome, isn't it? I know, right? Anyways so Rome came back, blah blah blah, singing about heaven I'm pretty sure. I didn't pay much attention 'cause I wasn't in it. But England was. In hell/ The English are cooks. In heaven/ the officers are English. He talked about Italian and Swiss lovers, but what about those English lovers. Well I'll tell you one thing- they are completely unpredictable. Take Iggy for examples. Sometimes I think he's gonna kill me, and other times he lust after only me. This guessing game may annoy some people. But I love it. It keeps my senses sharp, and when your a hero like me, you need to be aware of your surrounding." America finished his presentation, flashing his typical smile.

England was blushing like crazy, his face red as his own flag, France was laughing in his friends embarrassment, and Germany only face palmed." America, when I said everyone should write an essay about their political relations with each other, I meant political, not personal."

He huffed, looking over at the American nation's Capitol; a strange girl who always choose to come to these meetings, even when the other capitols had gone out, "You there, Washington DC, isn't it?"

She looked up at the use of her full name, "Yeah, that's me. I take no responsibility for my father's idiotic notions and actions. I'm not even a state- just a mere district." Her look was smug, and reminded him momentarily of his brother's occasional points. She went back to testing her boyfriend, the Canadian province of Quebec. In French, of course.

Germany turned back to look at America, the other countries in their own conversations with one another. The American had taken his seat next to England and had put one arm wound the English Island. His other was busy shuffling burgers into his mouth. Germany picked up his papers and tapped them onto the table. America had been the last country to present, so Germany figured he'd let them all go.

"Everyone, this meeting is now adjourned. I anticipate your return tomorrow."

A murmur of excitement mixed with fear left the room; only two bodies remaining.

"Germany~ Oh Germany, are we going out to eat~?"

"Of course, Italy," he said; getting out of his seat, walking hand in hand with the hyper-energetic Italian, "Where to?"

Feliciano smiled, leading Ludwig out of the stuffy room. What a day. Well, what was it again about those Italian lovers? Or, hey, Germans aren't horrible either.